The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 645
Peng, peng, peng. A fierce battle ensued, and lightning flashed, forcing the others to retreat. Only Hu Niu was still standing in the same place. When an electric wave passed through it, there was not the slightest effect on him.
How could Zhao Chao Heng dare to let Ling Han make the first three moves? If he did, he would be caught in a completely unfavorable situation; thus, he could no longer bother about the face, and shoot a punch towards the image of the dragon.
"Is this the Fist of the War Elephant of the Earth Dragon Sect?" She was surprisingly knowledgeable — she managed to recognize him from just one move.
This was not the most reputable secret technique of the Earth Dragon Sect, and there were many disciples who knew this technique, so it was not strange that Zhao Chao Heng managed to recognize the technique.
Ling Han did not answer. Since they had already fought, defeating his opponent would be the most effective response.
Zhao Chao Heng humped. Although he did not dare to underestimate Ling Han anymore, it was not until he would actually be afraid of Ling Han. As he waved his fist in attack, his battle prowess did not weaken in the least, and he managed to tie up with Ling Han.
He was at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Infant Level. Furthermore, he had held on to this level of cultivation for a very, very long time, and had also nurtured his cultivation to an extremely pure level. Thus, with the advantage of being at a higher cultivation level, he was not the slightest bit weaker than Ling Han.
But this was more surprising to him, as his battle prowess must have been at the top level of the Spiritual Infant Tier, yet a young man at the Blooming Flower Tier was able to fight him on equal footing. This gave him an incredible surprise. It's practically unimaginable.
"Junior, are you a disciple of the Earth Dragon Sect?" He shouted a question. If that was the case, he would have said a few words directly, and not continued the battle. After all, the Earth Dragon Sect was a party that was even more powerful than a party with Heaven Tier level power. Even if Li Yuan Ming was whipped even worse, then what?
"No!" Ling Han said with a smile. "Thank you again."
"Guess your sister!"
Zhao Chao Heng did not say any more nonsense. He just kept giving punches. He planned to gain an absolute advantage in this battle, and then call a truce. That way, he would not offend Ling Han, but would still maintain his own face.
As for Li Yuan Ming? Damn, this was none of his business from the start, and it was already very good for him to come out and help.
The two engaged in a great battle, and in the end, the victor was still hesitant.
Zhao Chao Heng wanted to immediately end the battle, and immediately make a long sword. There was a tightly intertwined pattern on that sword blade. This was a Spirit Tool that he had developed with his life force. Originally it was a normal Level Seven weapon, but after he nurtured for decades, it had now evolved into a Spirit Tool.
This was a Spirit Tool that he had nurtured himself. Even if there were two Spirit Equipment that were completely the same, this "Blue Thunder Sabre" would be able to unleash even greater power in his hands.
The answer is simple: it is best suited for itself.
Ling Han glanced at him, and could not help but smile strangely, and asked, "You really want to compete with Spirit Equipment with me?"
With the sword in his hand, Zhao Chao Heng's confidence surged. If it was a Level Seven Spirit Tool, his Blue Thunder Saber could unleash a hundred percent, or even a hundred and twenty percent of his full strength. And if he used a Spirit Tool that did not belong to him, the maximum amount of power that could be released was only around sixty to seventy percent.
Ling Han's right hand trembled, and the Devil's Birth Sword was drawn. Weng, weng, weng. Three patterns lit up, and instantly, a terrifying aura spread out. This was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, and even if Ling Han was unable to unleash his full strength, the level difference was still there. How could it be defeated by a Seventh Level Spirit Tool?
"What is the Spirit Tool ?!" Zhao Chao Heng's expression turned startled. As a descendant of a Heaven Tier Clan, his eyes were naturally not too bad. He instantly realized how incredible the Demon Nativity Sword was.
"You still want to fight?" Ling Han swung the sword with a smile, and said, "Maybe your sword will be cut in half by me!"
If Ling Han was an ordinary level Blooming Flower cultivator, then even if he were to use a Level Ten Spirit Tool, Zhao Chao Heng would not be afraid, as he would not be touched by the sword at all. However, Ling Han's battle prowess was enough to match his own, and this would be a problem.
The Blue Thunder Saber was a precious sword he had nurtured for decades. Even if there was only a slight gap on it, he would feel heartache.
"No!" He decided to prioritize safety first. After all, he did not have too close a relationship with Li Yuan Ming, but after some thought, he still said, "Young man, Li Yuan Ming is a member of the Li Clan, he said, and the patriarch of the Li Clan was an elite Heaven Level. You better not go too far.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, “I won't go too far. I just want to kill him. "
Zhao Chao Heng's expression stiffened. You call it not too far? What is considered too far away? But whatever he can do and say, he's done and said. There was absolutely no reason for him to fight Ling Han to the death for the sake of Li Yuan Ming — after all, he was not his brother-in-law.
Li Yuan Ming was afraid of taking a few quick steps back. He suddenly turned around and ran. He didn't want to die one bit.
Ling Han did not chase. He simply took out the Sun Bow Arrangement and made an arrow. Xiu, a sharp arrow shouted, and lightning flashed around him, instantly increasing his speed to maximum capacity. Pu, it pierced through Li Yuan Ming's back, then pierced through his heart, and with another pu, darted out, and pierced a sturdy mountain rock.
Li Yuan Ming stumbled a few steps before finally falling to the ground. Fresh blood seeped out, and formed a puddle under his body. His face was filled with regret. The two of them had no deep enmity, and he was simply blocking the way.
If he was not so domineering, and was airborne with his identity as a member of the Li Clan and wanted to take Ling Han's life, how could he possibly end up this way?
However no matter how much he regretted, it was useless. His eyes opened stubbornly, yet there was no longer any sign of life in them.
Ling Han walked over, and put away the arrow. It was forged from the previous metal of Level Seven. If he were to consume a single arrow every time he shot an arrow, perhaps only the wealth of an elite Shattering Void Tier cultivator could support such exorbitant expenditures.
Zhao Chao Heng looked at Ling Han's back, and suddenly asked, "Young man, how do I call you?"
Ling Han turned to look at her, and replied, "Ling Han."
"Ling Han!" Zhao Chao Heng nodded, and said, "I will remember this name! Young man, you are indeed very strong. Even if I have cultivated a few dozen years more than you, and I am at a cultivation level higher than you, you are still fighting me to bind. However, there are too many miracles in this generation. My Zhao clan also has super geniuses. His name was Zi Yuan. He was only twenty-three years old this year, but was already at the second layer of the Spiritul Infant Tier. His fighting prowess is stronger than mine. ”
Ling Han smirked, and said, "If there's a chance, I'd like to argue with him."
Zhao Chao Heng nodded. At the same time, he felt very sad. With his natural talents and abilities, wherever he had been in the last ten thousand years, he would definitely be considered one of the leading geniuses. But this era had received a period of great prosperity of martial arts as if everything accumulated in the past ten thousand years had to be let go. Not only was there a huge increase in the overall level of martial arts and strength, a hundred flowers bloomed in the younger generation with the sequential appearance of various geniuses, as well as the strength of the other two, which could easily trample an entire previous generation with their superior strength.
He was born at the wrong time. If he could be born fifty years later, how good would that be?
Ling Han continued his steps. Hu Niu held onto her hand as she ate various snacks. Meanwhile, the Rabbit was on his other side. It was already feeling a great amount of pressure. The power of lightning was getting more terrifying.
"We'll be here!" Ling Han looked forward, and revealed an expression of happiness. Heaven Cloud Purple Thunder was at the front, and once fused, he would be able to cultivate a real body of lightning.
In front of them, a mass of people appeared. There is also a giant lightning reservoir.