The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor

The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 1154


Although Brother Wu and Senior Brother Wu differ by just one word, the meaning represented by each address is completely different.


Senior Brother Wu is a kind of honorable address of someone who recognizes his own abilities are no match for him. As for Brother Wu, it was the courteous address of someone who did not think he was weaker than him at all.


Just like He Tao and Wu Zhe, who would call each other as "brothers", and no one would call the others as senior brothers. As for those who referred to themselves as big brothers, it was because they thought that they were stronger, so how could they possibly lower their own standing?


But it was He Tao and Wu Zhe, two of the six levels of kings. Was he, Ling Han, qualified to do the same?


Wu Zhe's face involuntarily darkened, and a hint of displeasure appeared there. Did this brat think that he could challenge him just because he had defeated Zhang Long? He was wary of Zhang Long, but it was not because of his current ability, but rather because of his potential. In the future, the latter might be possible for the same reason as himself.


If it was in terms of ability, he was naturally able to destroy Zhang Long. Forming the fifth Mountain River was a qualitative impulse.


Meanwhile, He Tao smiled slightly. He was still using the heavenly fire to boil the tea, looking very calm.


"Junior Brother Han, you seem a little too arrogant!" Wu Zhe said coldly.


"Junior Brother Wu, I think you better call me as senior brother. That way, even if you lose, it would make sense, "reply Ling Han with a smile.


Pu's!


Others were gaping with their mouths wide open. They already knew that Ling Han was extremely arrogant, but never thought that he would be so direct!


All of them were seeds from the Profound Heaven Sect, so why did he have to go this far with his actions?


If he lost this battle, would he still be able to stay in the sect? Who would dare to befriend him after he became the target of Wu Zhe, one of the six levels of kings?


Could Ling Han win?


Other than diehard fans like Hu Feiyun, practically no one would believe that Ling Han would be able to win over Wu Zhe.


… Even if Ling Han had just defeated Zhang Long, Wu Zhe had defeated Su Jing, Du An, and such extreme geniuses. Furthermore, as one of the six levels of kings, this glory was enough to fill others with absolute confidence in him.


In the sect, no one could challenge the position of six level kings.


No one understands. Why did Ling Han seem to have a grudge against Wu Zhe to actually oppose him in this way?


They did not guess wrong. Ling Han was a man who was overprotective of himself. Wu Zhe had previously played tricks on the Rain Emperor, so how could Ling Han pretend not to see him? He would naturally repay this loss.


"Junior Brother Han, you are really very attractive!" Wu Zhe's entire face was furious. He reached out his right hand, and weng, it immediately turned a pure golden color like it was forged from heavenly metal. There was a vague feeling of transparency towards him.


The last few times he fought, he was very relaxed, but now, he had already used a powerful move even though the battle had yet to begin. It was natural because he was really angry. Of course, the other reason was that Ling Han was quite strong because he had defeated Zhang Long with a single move. Even Wu Zhe would not dare to be careless with a strength like Ling Han.


Ling Han also did not dare to underestimate this opponent. The trick he played on the Rain Emperor was one thing, but Wu Zhe's ability was undeniable just on that basis. Ling Han's physique was enough to make him invincible, but he didn't want to use such a method to defeat his opponent.


He was trying to obtain justice for the Rain Emperor, so he naturally had to obtain a satisfactory victory.


“Junior Brother Wu is not the least bit interesting, though, do not call me senior brother well. Why are you so stubborn? ” Ling Han said, smiling.


"That's enough !!" Wu Zhe roared furiously. Weng, this shout turned solid, creating visible sound waves. They could see golden ripples flowing in all directions.


Peng, peng, peng, peng. At least half of the spectators fell from their rocks.


The power of one shout was actually extremely strong!


Everyone is dumbfounded. Wu Zhe might not have shown 30% of his true abilities so far.


Oh no, how will Ling Han block it?


Ling Han stood up proudly, and when a sound wave swept over him, it only caused his robe to flutter and his hair to slightly wave. How could that hurt him? He calmly said, “It is not determined by who has a louder voice. No matter how hard you shout, junior brother will still be a young brother, and that cannot be changed. ”


In the end, he could not stop taking the initiative to attack Ling Han.


Theoretically, senior older brothers should make a one or two-step looseness in this type of spar, and this was also why he had not made a move now when he was clearly in a thunderous rage. It was because he wanted to behave with dignity according to his status, but now, he was so enraged by Ling Han that he forgot all that. He only wanted to trample this despicable man.


However, he is really strong — is even very strong.


Cultivating the fifth Mountain River was a peak level. Countless rays of golden light descended from the sky, forming several sharp blades that slashed at Ling Han.


Ling Han stretched out his right hand, and formed a barrier above his head. A large amount of Origin Power boiled over, emitting an aura that was not slightly weaker than Wu Zhe.


Peng, peng, peng, peng!


The golden blade fell, but no one could break through Ling Han's barrier of Origin Power. And at this moment, Wu Zhe himself had also arrived. His punch landed like a huge shooting star, causing the heavens and earth itself to pale in comparison.


Ling Han's competitive spirit was burning, and he also raised a fist to accept the others with his own attack.


The peng!


The two fists collided, and instantly, a brilliant and dazzling light was created. Shock wave rippling. Those who had just sat back were sent flying. This time it was even worse as they fell from the mountain top.


Thankfully, the top of the mountain was not high. Therefore, they only fell long before reaching the ground.


The fist collision of Wu Zhe and Ling Han was not over yet. Both sides exerted strength, wanting to cause the other to collapse.


Zizizi, endless power appears in the form of light, continuously***, and deafening sounds like heavenly tribulation, and also like the sky collapsing.


The peng!


Finally, the two of them quivered, and ended this fist clash. Wu Zhe got back up, and landed safely with a somersault, while Ling Han retreated slightly for seven steps before regaining his balance.


Who won?


They really don't understand what they're seeing. It seems to be a series.


Ling Han frowned slightly. He had just broken through to the top, after all. In terms of sheer strength, the others were only slightly superior to him, but the distance wasn't too great. Then, in a situation where the strength of both sides was about the same, it had to depend on who had the more powerful secret techniques, and whose natural talent in battle was higher.


Wu Zhe's expression instantly became very serious, and he said, "No wonder you're so arrogant, so it turns out that Junior Brother Han has also been cultivating to the peak level!"


'What?!'


Everyone felt their hair lift. This aggressive man actually also formed the fifth Mountain River?


No wonder, no wonder he could challenge Wu Zhe. The two of them were already standing at the true peak of the Mountain River Tier.


"Then, let's fight with the best!" Wu Zhe shouted loudly, stretching out both his hands. They actually stretched continuously, became thinner, and turned into two golden blades. The blades were covered with heavenly patterns all over, and if one were to count, there were as many as 79 of them!


He shouted out big, and attacked Ling Han. Both of his sword arms were brandished continuously, shooting out terrifying flashes of Sword Qi.


Ling Han did not bring him to lie down. Using his two fingers like a sword, he dashed forward to receive the attack.


Ding, ding, ding, ding!


They clashed without end. They were obviously just bodies of blood and flesh, yet in their clash, the sound of metal colliding with each other rang out, causing others to gasp. To what extent did these two strange people cultivate their physiques?


But no one agrees with Wu Zhe!