The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor

The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 208


The opponent had already calmed down without unleashing an attack.


Nangong Xing did not dare to move in the slightest. He felt as if he had to move a little, it would trigger a storm-like attack from his opponent, and he would definitely not be able to stand in his way.


This perception made him completely desperate.


His opponent was just a mere Element Gatherer, but how could he suppress it so severely. . . ?


Ling Han unleashed his sword — with a slash, the nine swords made from Origin energy surged into the air like a rising sun, radiating and hard into the eyes.


Nangong Xing's body was instantly thrown into the air and he fell to the ground with a thud, blood coming out from his chest.


Guang Yuan's eyes were wide open — he clearly saw the strike this time. Ling Han's attack sent out nine sword lights, and each sword light condensed from spiritual qi into Origin energy swords. This was somewhat shocking, but it was unacceptable; what was surprising was that the strength of each origin power sword reached the attack level of Ling Han's full strength.


In other words, at that moment, it was equivalent to nine Ling Hans attacking Nangong Xing. How could Nangong Xing block him?


He couldn't help but think.. . if it was him, how could he fend off this attack? His answer shocked him — he could only rely on a strength that far exceeded Ling Han's and sent Ling Han flying with an attack covering a large area to avoid facing the attack head-on.


In short, at the same level, he would not be able to block this attack.


How can it be so scary?


"Yuk!" Nangong Xing fell to the ground, spewing blood continuously. Ling Han had already endured his attack, but it still hurt him greatly.


The others were speechless; was this really the cultivation of the first layer of the Element Gathering Tier? The first layer of an Element Gathering Tier could be this fierce?


Ling Han sheathed his sword, and said nonchalantly, "Take him off, don't let him lie here like he's ruining the scene!"


Nangong Xing let out a cough, and a mouthful of fresh blood came out. So he didn't even count as an opponent in Ling Han's eyes. As he was being carried by the mob, his gaze was fixed on Ling Han.


'It definitely won't be finished easily, definitely won't!'


"Young Master Han ..." Zhu Wu Jiu did not know what to say. Although he was moved that Ling Han was protecting him, he saw it as futile; how could a Tier Element Gathering martial artist fight against Hu Yang Academy?


He naturally did not obey the rules of the academy.


“If you exploit your power to act rudely, then I will obviously not help you.” Ling Han looked at him, and continued in a dignified tone, “But Nangong Ji deserves to be punished, so I support you in this case. "


Zhu Wu Jiu gritted his teeth. If the academy was looking for someone to blame, he would definitely take all the charges, and not implicate Ling Han.


Guang Yuan watched in amusement. According to the previous impression, Ling Han was merely a nouveau riche brandishing money in such a way that the Earth and Water Faction could only lower their heads. Now, it seemed that this man was also grumpy, daring to go head-to-head with Hu Yang academy.


Can the Earth and Water Faction even compare to Hu Yang Academy?


However, this fellow seemed to also have a strong network of — even the Imperial Guards had to give him face; it was not as if he was truly rash.


He couldn't help but smile. This youngster was attractive, and he wanted to see how Ling Han would handle the next matters.


Hm?


Ling Han suddenly turned his head and looked far away. A young boy approached, his left shoulder empty, clearly losing a limb. In Hu Yang academy, there were only two people who lost their left arm: Feng Luo, and .. Can Ye!


However, Feng Luo lost her right arm. The person here still had a really good right arm, so there was only one possibility.


One of the three great core disciples of Hu Yang Academy, Can Ye, personally instructed Lian Guang Zu.


The teachers took the salaries of the academy, instructed the cultivation of the students, and taught what was universal to the academy. What about master? It was the person who gave carefully their lifelong tendencies; the intimacy of such a relationship was like a father and son relationship.


Lian Guang Zu only had one disciple, and that was Can Ye, the disabled youngster.


Can Ye approached slowly, carrying a long sword on his back. His gaze was as sharp as an incredible sword unobstructed, which gave the feeling that even if a huge mountain blocked his path, he would be able to open it.


"He has the presence of a master!" Guang Yuan said in surprise. Can Ye's cultivation level was not worth mentioning, but that presence somewhat moved him.


Ling Han also nodded. He was optimistic about this youngster who had the potential to become a sword master; this feeling was something he felt from the Sword Emperor and the Twilight Saber Emperor. But Can Ye was still too experienced, only showing the first signs of such a possibility.


"That attack, it was strong!" Can Ye looked at Ling Han with a strong desire to fight.


"You want to argue?" Ling Han smiled widely. 'This guy's not bad. “She's already thinking of taking him under her wing.


Can Ye muse, then say, "Against that move, I'm only ten percent sure to neutralize it." He paused, and then said, "If I were to learn the method of neutralization by pondering over it for three days, I would have a thirty percent guarantee. "


He's quite honest.


"Then, let's fight three days later?" Ling Han said with a smile.


Could Ye shake his head, and say, "Your cultivation level is too weak, I can split you in half with one strike; you have no chance of releasing your sword."


It's honest enough, but it's too honest so it's uncomfortable to hear.


Ling Han laughed mischievously, then said, "Let's bet!"


"What order?" Can you ask.


"Let's fight, and if you can't defeat me, then you will become my best friend," Ling Han said.


"You won't be enough as my opponent, you will only be slashed with one slash," Can Ye said coldly but with assurance, emotionlessly like a sword.


"That's probably not," Ling Han laughed. "Let's fight, and if I get killed by you, then that's my fate; if I don't die, then you'll be my best friend."


Can you make him think about the Twilight Sabre Emperor. Perhaps, one day, this person could truly become a second sword emperor.


Can Ye ponder over it, then say, "Every time I attack, I never hold back, and you're really going to die."


"I'm not afraid to die, so what are you afraid of?" Ling Han smiled. "Come, come on, come on, and bow as my best friend."


Can Ye looked at Ling Han in confusion. No matter how he looked, his opponent had no chance of survival. He was naturally indifferent, ignoring not only social relationships, but also life. In his eyes, a person's life was no different from a dog's life.


Since that was the case, he did not speak anymore, and released his sword.


With a long sword in hand, his temperament instantly changed drastically — from a deformed youngster to a reaper. Those cold eyes and imposing murderous spirit surprised even Guang Yuan slightly when the latter involuntarily cracked his fingers, feeling the urge to kill this youngster as he sensed danger.


"Ling Han!" Liu Yu Tong called out lightly nervously.


Hu Niu's eyes shone brightly. Can Ye's murderous spirit made her feel a wisp of intimacy, but when she discovered that this murderous spirit was directed at Ling Han, the little girl instantly exploded ferociously, growling at Can Ye.


"Niu Niu, this opponent is mine!" Ling Han smiled, and swung his sword with a gesture reminiscent of a flower, his expression solemn.


Can Ye must be strong, even he had to be careful.