Chapter 4770 Feng Shui Turns

All the great emperor's disciples looked at Ling Han coldly, their murderous intent moving.

From their point of view, a mere guard, even if he was killed, dared to act presumptuously in front of them?

"Hehe, True Dragon City is really wonderful. There is a Nine Kings, and there are things like you who don't know how to be inferior!" said the disciple of the Great Emperor before. disciple.

Ling Han was upset: "Can you speak human language?"

"You still dare to be arrogant?" Everyone was surprised. Doesn't this guy have a brain?

A mere guard, why dare to talk back to the emperor's disciples?

Or is it true that the lineage of the real dragon has been led astray by the Nine Kings, thinking that the Nine Kings swept the Saint Realm, and they can be arrogant and domineering as servants?

snort!

"If you don't respect me, you will suffer the consequences!" Guo Ming said, stretching out his hand and grabbing Ling Han, intending to throw him directly to the dead tree and old vine.

Ling Han shook his head helplessly, Ma De, the avatar collapsed again.

Why does he always collapse so quickly?

You see, isn't he very low-key this time, he didn't take the initiative to cause trouble at all, did he?

"Am I too bright?" he murmured.

At this time, Guo Ming's big hand had already caught him, but when he was about to throw Ling Han out, he was embarrassed because he found that Ling Han was not moving at all, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

Hiss, what the hell is this?

Guo Ming was stunned for a moment, then exerted strength with one hand and continued to pull, but it was still useless.

Suddenly, he felt hot on his face.

They didn't fight back, and I was helpless, so what face did I have?

He stretched out his other hand, Qiqi grabbed Ling Han, and then yelled loudly, trying to throw Ling Han out.

However, it's still useless.

Ling Han stood there, as if roots had grown under his feet.

Guo Ming was shocked. Could it be that the cultivation of this guard is still higher than his own?

But he is already a seven-star saint, even if Ling Han is a nine-star saint, with his high talent, can't he be suppressed?

"Go by yourself." Ling Han made a move, just waved it like that, hey, Guo Ming flew out, and then slammed into the big tree heavily.

In the process of flying out, he saw Guo Ming's face change color, as if he had been greatly frightened, so when he landed, he immediately wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a purple thunderbolt split out from the old vine, and cut Guo Ming swiftly.

Guo Ming wanted to dodge, but the speed of this thunderbolt was too fast, how could he dodge?

"Ah!" He screamed, his whole body was covered with smoke, and a smell of meat wafted out.

Here, here, here, the purple thunder came one after another, even if Guo Ming was wearing silver armor, it was useless to greatly improve his defense. The purple thunder seemed to be able to ignore this layer of defense and hit his body directly.

After a few times, I saw Guo Ming lying on the ground, with traces of burnt air constantly coming out of his body.

"Are you seven mature?" Ling Han guessed, this is the judgment of a professional foodie.

Swipe, all of a sudden, the other disciples of the great emperor looked over in unison.

"Who are you?" An Heming asked, with a hint of caution and a hint of shock in his tone.

Throwing Guo Ming out with a wave of his hand, such an understatement, it is as easy as throwing a bunch of waste paper out, what kind of strength is this?

Guard level... How can I have it?

Ling Han sighed and said, "Do you know what I hate the most?"

How do we know?

Although he said so in his heart, An Heming still suppressed the urge to make a move, and said in a deep voice, "What is it?"

"It's the design of a collapsed character!" Ling Han said bitterly, "You can understand that I tried my best to hide my identity and infiltrate the enemy, but in the end I was forced to reveal my identity because of a trivial matter?"

Nima, what are you complaining about?

An Heming snorted: "As expected, you are a fake!"

Not only Ling Han, but also that cheap dog,

There are also monkeys and four-legged snakes, just to mention, how could the True Dragon Emperor have such a heavy taste and accept such disciples?

Ling Han showed his face and smiled: "Since the human design has collapsed, I can only silence you all!"

With a thought, he turned into his original appearance.

Naturally, it is impossible for everyone to recognize it, after all, it is not like the "Nine Kings" at all.

An Heming laughed loudly: "Who do you think you are?"

Besides the wicked Nine Kings, is there a second person in the world who can sweep away the Seven Aces by himself?

No! impossible things!

"Take him down and interrogate his background!"

"Ok!"

All the great emperor's disciples nodded their heads, all of them showing a fierce look.

"Come on!" Ling Han hooked his fingers, looking extremely contemptuous, full of provocations.

"Let's go together!" An Heming shouted, the opponent's strength was really not weak, so he didn't dare to be careless.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is better to surround and beat them.

Hush, everyone rushed out.

Ling Han sighed, looking dispirited.

Before, the seven aces teamed up to fight him, and he easily solved it.

now what?

His strength has improved a lot, but there are only four aces here. How much has the contrast between strength and weakness been widened?

Ling Han stretched out his hand, but he didn't see how fast he was, or how mysterious his shot was, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, one person was taken down by him, and then, hey, he threw it at the dead tree and old vine.

Now, the purple thunder rose again, slashing towards the man.

Ling Han didn't make another move, he just dodged and observed from the side.

After a while, the man lay still on the ground, and Lei Ting didn't strike him again.

come again.

Ling Han casually grabbed another person, and threw him to the dead tree.

Still the same, the thunder struck, making the man scream.

He downplayed it and didn't care, but in the eyes of An Heming and others, this was too terrifying.

Under their siege, Ling Han can still be so relaxed, this embarrassing arrest is done in one go, it's like entering the land of no one.

Is this opponent... a devil?

How to do?

They looked at each other, and they all felt a strong chill.

"Sacrificial artifact!" They took out the sacred artifact one after another, and attacked Ling Han again.

However, what is the use of this?

When Ling Han punched out, not only the light of the holy artifact was extinguished, but even the holy artifact was smashed to pieces!

This, what kind of monster is this!

"who are you!"

"Is it the emperor?"

Everyone's hairs stand on end, besides the Great Emperor, is there such a powerful existence?

"It's rare and strange!" Ling Han shook his head, and shot everyone down, no one could run away.

As powerful as him, he already has a trace of quasi-emperor power.

He smiled and threw a person to the dead tree: "How about it, do you know what Feng Shui turns?"

Everyone was speechless, they just wanted to force Ling Han to get close to the dead tree, but they didn't succeed, you are not a victim at all, so why is Feng Shui turning around?

Without this, I defeated them physically and continued to torture them mentally.

Who is this!

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