Seven Hundred and Twentieth IX Horizontal Insertion 1 Hand

? Bombarded with one punch, the vein pattern on the machete glowed, showing a deep chill.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Jia Ming's mouth. With this punch, the most powerful opponent of all time will be completely in the past, which makes him very happy.

Everyone in Zhu Xuan'er exclaimed, what happened to Ling Han?

Huh, at this moment, I saw Ling Han's figure folded, and miraculously escaped this blow.

how can that be!

The smile on Jia Ming's face suddenly froze, but before he could come back to his senses, a terrifying cold light rolled over and slashed towards his chest.

He never thought that Ling Han would still be able to react. In addition to the fact that he had just made a big move, his state was falling to a low point, and it was impossible to pass this sword.

puff!

He was suddenly hit with a sword in his chest, and his whole body was cut off, blood spurting from his chest.

"How can you still have a soul?" Jia Ming said while clutching his chest, this kind of confusion has exceeded his injuries.

Ling Han smiled slightly and said, "Why should I tell you?"

He was indeed affected when the earth dragon attacked before, but the black tower was shaken slightly, and the discomfort was dispelled. He simply calmed down and slapped the opponent.

Jia Ming was so angry that he wanted to eat people. That was his ultimate trick to keep the bottom of the box. It was because of this that he rushed to the 51st ranking of Martial Dao Stone, but it didn't have any effect on Ling Han, which made him crazy. .

Is this the difference between the first and the fifty-first?

"Wow!" He vomited blood. First, his anger attacked his heart. Second, the damage of the sword in his chest was too high. The murderous aura turned into countless small swords that swirled in his body, causing him to feel unbearable pain. Blood and tears come.

He hates it, if he didn't believe in his own tricks too much, he would never have been hurt so easily by Ling Han. In terms of real strength, he is by no means weaker than Ling Han. After all, he is also a peerless genius, and he has the advantage of a realm.

Now that he was defeated in public, and he was beaten by leapfrog, how could he bear it?

Ling Hanzhenjian killed him again, and he wanted to kill this person completely.

Jia Ming hurriedly retreated, he didn't want to die in Ling Han's hands, as long as his injury healed, he still had a chance to turn over the book, he was definitely not weaker than Ling Han!

But,

He was traumatized, and this movement caused him to spurt blood, almost staggered and fell, and his face became pale and pale.

Ling Han killed him and slashed his sword to the opponent's neck. He wanted to end the battle neatly.

Jia Ming hated his eyes with anger, he was too conceited, and he didn't wear a life-saving treasure on his body. First, he believes that no one in the world can kill or dare to kill him. Second, he believes that having such a treasure will make him dependent and unable to develop his full potential.

But now, he was extremely remorseful.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live! Only by living can you take revenge, and only by living can you surpass Ling Han!

A sword fell.

Slap, a thin hand suddenly stretched out, two fingers joined together, pinching the blade, not letting it fall any further.

An old man wearing a black robe also appeared suddenly. He was burly and seemed to have a volcano inside his body, which could erupt at any time, burning the sky and destroying the earth. He looked at Ling Han with a smile, and said, "Young people are so cruel, they really have a vicious heart!"

Ling Han lifted the sword body upwards, and the old man didn't dare to carry such a killing sword, so he withdrew his hand and picked Jia Ming up.

"Master Tong!" Jia Ming showed a look of surprise. This was really a desperate situation, and with his temperament, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

This old man's surname is Tong and his name is Yangwen.

"Haha, in the future, remember to wear the treasure talisman given to you by the Sect Master, don't be self-righteous any more, you will perish if you are careless!" Tong Yangwen smiled, but said solemnly.

"Yes!" Jia Ming nodded quickly. He had just been saved by the other party. No matter how mad he was, he would not dare to be arrogant at this time.

Tong Yangwen looked at Ling Han, and his face immediately became stern: "I don't hesitate to do it to the brothers who are in the same academy. Your character and character are really chilling!"

"However, the purpose of the academy is to cure diseases and save people. This seat will first cure your arrogance and give you some hardship!"

He shot, bang, Yuan Li condensed, turned into a huge black hand, overwhelming the sky, and shot down towards Ling Han.

It's really disgusting. He clearly wants to avenge himself, but he says it so grandly!

Ling Han turned into lightning, shot back, and said coldly: "Old man, are you shameless? This is a duel. Since I agreed to fight, I am conceited! Why didn't I see you when I was in danger before? Jump out to save the driver? Since you want to be a ****, don't think about setting up a chastity arch, it's disgusting!"

Tong Yangwen was so angry that his body trembled, how could this little Spiritual Infant actually insult him? He is perfect in the realm of heaven and man, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm of the void. No matter where he goes, the world should only have the part to worship, but now he is actually being scolded in front of his face, which makes him bloody. mad.

"Shuzi, how dare you insult me!" he scolded, his eyes spurting murderous aura.

He didn't kill Ling Han because he was a good minion. He would be sent to the God Realm in the future, and after brainwashing, he could become a qualified thug. But Ling Han dared to scold him so badly, so he naturally had murderous intentions.

Minions, if you die, you will die. No matter how good your talent is, I will use ten to make up for the head office, right?

Ling Han smiled lightly and said, "Old bastard, can't you scold me? I am a heaven-level alchemist with the same status as you. Why do you think I can't scold you?"

Tong Yangwen sneered, if it were a few hundred years ago, he really didn't want to offend a heaven-level alchemist, then the relationship with the alchemist association would become strained, and it would affect the martial arts of the entire Hengtian Continent.

But now? Refining a realm elixir is just around the corner, that is, the birds are exhausted, the running dogs are cooked, and the alchemist has nothing to do? At most, bring a few talented people into the realm of the gods, cultivate them, and still be a slave.

Just a dog slave, what is it?

"Then you're really courting death!" Tong Yangwen said with murderous anger, "Murdering fellow students, insulting seniors, their techniques are not right, and their hearts can be punished! The representative of this seat is the Butian Academy to impose sanctions on you!"

Ling Han sneered twice, and said: "If you want to add a new generation, why do you have no words! Old dog, you let the young master know the new height of shamelessness, I really admire it!"

"Damn it!" Tong Yangwen finally couldn't help it, and he shot it again. This time he moved with killing intent, and the big hand shot was much more terrifying. The aura is oppressive, and the breath alone can make the ordinary spirit infant realm shatter.

Ling Han's figure flashed, and he came to Zhu Xuan'er's side, reached out to pick her up, and said, "Hu Niu, rabbit, go!"

Recklessly fight for heaven and earth? Stupid stuff.