The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 217
Senior Brother Ma is angry. His opponent even had a child in his carriage, yet he actually could not do anything to him. It makes him feel very depressed. Moreover, as time passed, he became increasingly anxious.
Firstly, the Strength Talisman could only last for about ten minutes, and secondly, he did suffer heavy injuries, and there was a need for him to immediately treat his injuries. Otherwise, the longer they were left unattended, the more serious the injuries were.
"Junior Brother Yang, cooperate with me and we will defeat this brat together!" he called.
"Agreed!" Another person also joined the battle with his sword in hand.
The two elite Tier Gushing Spring were actually conspiring with a single Element Gathering Tier martial artist. If this was known to others, they would definitely be looked down upon and underestimated. However, these two men were clearly shameless characters, and did not care in the slightest about this fact. They only wanted to kill Ling Han as soon as possible.
But to their surprise, they found that they were unlikely to achieve it.
Ling Han's figure was slippery like a swimming fish, and they were completely unable to catch him. They could only chase after him in vain and wastefully waste their energy. And the more time passed, the worse the situation was for them.
"Brat, what kind of man are you to keep avoiding? If you have the guts, stand up and face us head-on!" Senior Brother Ma was trying to provoke him.
"Are you an idiot?" Ling Han hump. "You've said you can kill me in one fell swoop, and I still have to stand up and face you head-on? Do you consider me an idiot, or are you really an idiot here?"
"Bad you!" Senior Brother Ma howled furiously.
"However, I don't have time to wait until you're exhausted, so accept the slash from me then!" Ling Han's face became solemn. The sword intent of the Mysterious Three Thousand circulated in his heart. He began to ponder this Style.
Instantly, an oppressive feeling as if a storm was about to arrive enveloped Senior Brother Ma and his remaining comrades.
"What kind of sword technique is this !?" Senior Brother Ma immediately looked shocked. In his eyes, it was as if Ling Han had become the center of the universe, and everything around him had paled.
"Why can't I even move my body?" Junior Brother Yang almost cried.
His opponent's sword would properly attack him, yet he could not even move his body. Doesn't that mean he can only wait for his death?
Ling Han smiled internally. He had used his heavenly sense to freeze the two of them, which created the illusion that they were unable to move. It affects their consciousness. Normally, as long as one had a strong enough desire, he would naturally not be affected.
For example, Can Ye. With the focus and concentration he had on sword arts, even if Ling Han was still at Heaven Tier, he was still unable to shake Can Ye's will.
However, the two of them, due to their heavy injuries, already had extremely weak desires. They were then struck by Ling Han's six flashes of sword from Ling Qi, and were stunned by the strange power possessed by a martial artist at the first layer of the Element Gathering Tier. Their desires were naturally greatly affected. As a result, Ling Han instilled his influence into the sword positions of the Three Black Origin Styles, making them think that they were unable to move.
Three Mysterious Thousand!
Ling Han swung his sword. Xiu, xiu, xiu. A few dozen flashes of light from the sword shot out, freezing into a sharp blade that quickly flew towards Senior Brother Ma and his accomplices.
Due to the pressure of death, Senior Brother Ma and his henchmen managed to get from under the suppression of Ling Han's heavenly sense. At this moment, there was no longer time for them to escape. They evolved and twisted their respective weapons to block as many of these attacks as possible.
Peng, peng, peng, peng. Each Origin Power blade here was equivalent to a full force attack from Ling Han. In other words, it was like there were over twenty Ling Hans united on each of them. Who could withstand such an attack?
They managed to fend off and destroy several Origin Power blades, but there were more Origin Power blades that managed to penetrate into their bodies and tear them apart with terrifying destructive power.
Ling Han gasped for breath, and said, "No wonder the man, the Sword Emperor, is so awesome. I only understand 1% of this one Style, and I can already kill two Tier Gushing Spring elites."
He looked pensive, and thought, 'If the Heaven Sword Sect still exists and knows that I learned the Three Black Origin Styles. . they probably won't let me, right? Would a sect that could cultivate a monster like the Sword Emperor have a Destroyed Tier warrior in their ranks?
I had previously thought that there was no one in the Shattering Void Tier on this land, but now I was thinking about it, it was possible that such powerful master fighters chose to take care of themselves and hide themselves from the rest of the world.
It would be best to use the Three Black Origin Styles as little as possible, only if it was a matter of life and death or if I could make sure that this secret would not be exposed to others! '
"Meats!" When he engaged in his thoughts, Hu Niu had already jumped out, and had already started prancing beside the Fire-Eyed Bull.
Although Ling Han had bought a large amount of demon beast meat, but the majority were Level One and there were only a few of them Level Two, let alone Level Three. So, the little girl was practically already salivating now.
"Basic greed!" Ling Han teased while laughing.
"Niu glutton!" Hu Niu nodded his head angrily, thinking it was a compliment.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and started dealing with the Fire-Eyed Bull. Strange flames continued to transmit his thoughts to him, impatiently wanting to refine and swallow those two eyeballs.
First he lit a fire, then cut off one of the bull's legs and started roasting it over the fire. Meanwhile, he also dug up the bull's eye and held it in his left hand.
Strange Fire gushed out and enveloped his eyeballs, which actually began to shrink very quickly. It was only a moment and they turned into ashes, while the Strange Flame ducked back into Ling Han's left hand and transmitted the thought that it had not eaten enough for Ling Han.
"These two are greedy!" Ling Han thought mockingly, as he filled the Strange Flame, promising that he would look for more "food" for it in the future.
In just a short moment, the bull's feet emitted a seductive scent. Ling Han took out a dagger, cut out some slices of beef and placed them on the plate. It was a good thing about having a Spatial Ring – he could still bring with him impractical things, as they would not occupy much space.
Hu Niu immediately started eating happily. He is a special glutton. He had yet to swallow the first piece of meat, when his hand was about to extend its hand towards the second. He put his mouth as wide as possible, making it difficult even to chew.
The entire body of a Tier Three demon beast was a treasure to Ling Han at the moment.
The hard bark of a bull can be made into defensive equipment that even sharp weapons implanted with Origin Power would be hard to penetrate. And beef, bones, and tendons are all highly nutritious foods, able to strengthen and refresh the body, comparable to some valuable items.
Of course, the most valuable were his eyes and horns. However, his eyes were already "eaten" by Strange Fire, and only a pair of horns remained. They could be forged into weapons that possessed powerful destructive abilities.
After taking a closer look, there was a seal pattern that looked like writing on the surface of the bull horn — it was precisely this seal that provided the Bull-Eyed Bull with tremendous destructive power. Otherwise, this pair of horns would only be harder than an ordinary bull horn.
While Ling Han continued to eat the beef, he tried to activate this seal.
This is a very difficult thing to do. After all, each and every one of them had different martial arts, let alone when it was a completely different species. However, Ling Han was no ordinary person. Immediately, one of the seals lit up, then the second, and the third. A red light enveloped the horn, as if a bull's horn was lit up.
Ling Han gave them a wave of light, and a flame tongue shot strongly from the bull's horn, drawing a line of burning marks that were three inches deep on the ground.