The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 1341
1341 Uncle, are you good at fighting?
Ling Han smiled slightly, and asked, “Is this enough to prove that your father and I know each other?”
The red-clothed young girl was mischievous and circled Ling Han once more, and then asked, “Where are you from, and why are you looking for Dad? Is it because you can no longer continue where you came from? “
“If that's what you think.” Ling Han would naturally not fall to his grand-student level. He still feels sad. From whatever angle he looked at it, his young and handsome self was not at all reminiscent of the patriarch (grandmaster).
“Do you not like to talk?” The young girl did not want to let go. “How do you know my father?”
“Hehe.” Ling Han just smiled, and did not reply. He realized that this girl was a bit of a pest.
“Cute with me.” The girl blinked her eyes, and mischief flashed through her gaze.
Ling Han saw this, yet did not care at all. Right now, his ability was enough to suppress the entire Heaven Sword Palace, and in the face of absolute sword intent, no matter how many tricks this girl played, it would be meaningless.
The girl turned around and led the way, while Ling Han followed behind.
“Eh, I said, Uncle, are you good at fighting?” the young girl asked with a hint of anticipation.
“I should be capable enough.” Ling Han did not pretend to be humble, because that was the truth indeed.
“Hehe, you're the one who said it.” A mischievous smile flashed across the young girl's face as she led Ling Han to stand in front of the courtyard. He obviously had no good intentions, as he immediately fired a kick. Bang, those two big doors were forcefully kicked by his feet.
Clearly, the quarter disciples from Heaven’s Sword Palace were not protected by the formation. Otherwise, even if he were at the Mountain River Tier, it would not be easy to kick the door open either.
Ling Han knew that this young girl was planning to use it as cannon fodder.
He didn't bring it to heart, though. First, the reason why he had come to Heaven’s Sword Palace was to cause great trouble and disperse this sect. There is nothing wrong with starting with this step. Furthermore, if he were to make a fuss, Jiang Yuefeng would naturally appear as well.
“Jiang Qiaoling, it's you again!” Angry cries rang out from within the courtyard, and seven people practically ran out at the same time, all of them looking fierce and evil.
Jiang Qiaoling was naturally the name of the girl in red — princess Jiang Yuefeng.
He pretended to be stunned, and immediately avoided to hide behind Ling Han. Then, he stuck his head out, and said, “Do you all want to bully me? Huh, this is my uncle, and he is good at fighting! ”
“Ha ha ha!” When the seven people looked at Ling Han, they all laughed out loud, looking completely disdainful and uncaring.
Ling Han had restrained his aura, and from a mere appearance, he looked extremely ordinary. If anyone said he looked handsome, what use was that for seven men? Moreover, he was also not the handsome type that was earth-shattering. Jiang Yuefeng, on the other hand, was a high-class beauty, or else he would not have managed to steal the heart of a noble princess from Heaven’s Sword Palace, either.
“Uncle, look, these people look down on you. Didn't you say you're pretty good at fighting? Teach them a lesson! ” Jiang Qiaoling fanned the flames from both sides, and called Ling Han ‘paman’ without the slightest attention.
One of the seven people, a man wearing a red headscarf, said, “Jiang Qiaoling, Young Master Ling really likes you. Furthermore, you two are very suitable. One is the descendant of Great Ancestor Yang, while the other is the descendant of the Ancestral Ancestor, so the two of you are truly a suitable match in heaven! ”
“Please, Ling Yuefeng is the one who knows how many years older I am. Before, she liked my mother and wanted to marry her, and now she likes and wants to marry me. Yo, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps, so disgusting! ” Jiang Qiaoling crossed his arms on his chest, looking extremely disgusted.
“Even if I have to marry someone, I prefer to marry this uncle!” He still did not forget to draw enmity to Ling Han. That must have been intentional.
“And who are you?” The Red Hijab asked Ling Han.
“My family name is Ni, and my name is Yeye,” said Ling Han haphazardly[1].
The brain of the Red Hijab was not as fast as Qiaoling Jiang's. He muttered ‘Ni Yeye’ several times before he heard the person next to him show, “Sister Bao, he took advantage of you and called himself your grandfather!”
“Sial!” The Red Hijab immediately jumped up and looked at Ling Han. “Are you tired of living? You even dare to take advantage of me. “
“Oh, are you very strong?” Ling Han asked calmly.
“Not strong, not strong in the least!” Jiang Qiaoling hurriedly said. “He is only a dog Ling Yuefeng, at the extreme medium Mountain River Tier – oh right, Uncle, you can't possibly be unable to beat even this kind of trash, right?”
“What if I can't?” Ling Han asked, smiling.
“Then you will be in big trouble because I just ascended the Mountain River Tier, and will not be able to save you at all!” Jiang Qiaoling stuck out his tongue. “You better protect your face as much as possible, I believe they won't dare hit you to death.”
This ... she is indeed the daughter of Jiang Yuefeng — The first thing she thought about in a fight was protecting her face.
Without a word, Ling Han shook his head, and said, “I have no habit of being beaten.”
“It just so happened, so did I. Looks like we fit each other!” Jiang Qiaoling elbowed Ling Han.
“Huh, then I will choose your face to hit!” The Red Hijab took the initiative to step out, directing the fist right into Ling Han's face.
Ling Han's feet moved, and this fist immediately missed. Then, she lightly used her legs in a knitting motion, and pa, the Red Hijab immediately stumbled to the ground.
He had wielded power very intelligently in this movement, harnessing the power that the Red Hijab used to punch, turning it into the power of its impact on the ground. With a major accident, the Red Hijab landed strongly and dramatically on the ground.
“Bao Brothers!” Six other people hurriedly went to help the Red Hijab. It could be seen that this person's entire face was covered in blood and earth. As it turned out, he actually broke his two front teeth on a hard rock when he landed on the ground.
Firstly, this was because the impact was too strong, and secondly, it was because he had yet to channel Origin Power to protect himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so miserable.
“Yo, you've slapped your face now!” Jiang Qiaoling immediately started clapping, then turned to Ling Han, and said, “Uncle, you are amazing!”
Ling Han shrugged, and said, “That has nothing to do with me. I didn't hit anyone. “
The Red Hijab and its friends were furious. You call this has nothing to do with you? If you don't stretch your legs to trap him, will the Red Hijab end up like this?
“We attack together!” Humiliated, the Red Hijab was on a rampage, and with a wave of his hand, he took the lead to attack Ling Han.
The seven of them were fierce, and did not become wary of Ling Han because of how the Red Hijab had taken a loss now. In their eyes, it was the Red Hijab itself that was too careless, and that was why Ling Han managed to stumble him, resulting in him breaking his two front teeth.
Jiang Qiaoling was very good at fanning flames, and it was naturally impossible for him to involve himself in this. He quickly ran, calling, “Uncle, go! Go!”
Shua, shua, shua. Fist, palm strike, Sword Qi, Saber Qi. There were some who used fists and palm strikes, and others who used swords or swords among the seven people, and they attacked him from all sides.
Ling Han crossed his hands behind his back, his legs moving, handling the attacks of seven people easily and skillfully. Not only that, he had even deliberately guided the seven of them to attack each other through movements.
Suddenly, the seven people shouted and quarreled, looking extremely chaotic.
[1] Together, the MC says ‘Ni yeye’, which is ‘kakekmu’, which is equivalent to being a hella full of itself while belittling the interlocutor.