The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 663
"Interesting!" Ling Han nodded. There was a maximum limit to the Sword Qi that a cultivator of — could form was only thirty flashes of Sword Qi at most. Physical strength was also limited, and the number of sword attacks that could be delivered by twisting the wrist in a split second also had an upper limit.
However, after the fusion of the sword and body, Yuan Cheng He's entire body moved, which, in fact, greatly increased the strength of his sword force.
Originally, the tension was on the wrist, but now the entire body was completely fused together, so it naturally reduced the load on the wrist, which increased the frequency he could deliver sword attacks.
The shadow of tens and thousands of swords simultaneously attacked, beside the Sword Qi. The power it emitted was alarming.
"Don't want to play with you anymore!" With xiu, Hu Niu turned into lightning and dodged, moving at an extremely fast speed. Even the sword blade could not chase after him.
Yuan Cheng He felt helpless; his sword force was extremely powerful, yet if it could not even hit the target, then what was the point? Facing a quick opponent like Hu Niu, he felt desperate, not knowing where he should attack.
He looked at Ling Han, then muttered to himself, "This guy won't move that fast either, right?"
"Fight me!" He lunged towards Ling Han because he was the one who brought the strange stones with him.
"Niu has returned!" Shouted Hu Niu, and true to his words, he came charging back, with clenched hands ready to attack. The electric current was triggered rampantly as he sent an attack towards Yuan Cheng He back.
Yuan Cheng He had no choice but to counter the attack, and he could no longer continue his journey to attack Ling Han.
Every time, once he used his ultimate technique, Hu Niu would run away. But, after which, he then immediately returned again to attack, firmly interrupting Yuan Cheng He and making him lose his temper completely.
"Little girl, don't run if you have the guts!" Yuan Cheng He could not help but challenge Hu Niu; he was infuriated by the antics on his antics.
"Good! I'll stop running, you think Niu is afraid of you? ”Hu Niu stuck his hands together on his waist in a fearful manner. “The ugly people are always not good. Look how Niu will finish you off! ”
Yuan Cheng He rejoiced at this opportunity, and he jumped over his sword aiming to attack, charging over to attack Hu Niu.
"Niu go!" Hu Niu sneered as he ran once more.
Yuan Cheng He's attack naturally failed again. Angry to the extreme, he laughed, and exclaimed, "Return at your words …"
He had just started when he discovered he could not continue with his words. How old?
“Hahahaha, you are really stupid, ugly man. Niu is just teasing you! "Hu Niu laughed happily as he pushed his sleeve and boldly said, "Alright, this time I will be serious and beat you to submission! "
How could Yuan Cheng He fall from the same trick again? He is one of the wonders of this generation, not a fool.
“Niu's ultimate technique is unmatched, and completely invincible. Anyone who saw it would be scared. Every ghost that saw it was afraid of it. Super Tyrant Dragon Claw! ”Hu Niu jumped out with both of his hands forming claws, aiming at Yuan Cheng He's chest.
This time, it was real!
Yuan Cheng He was stunned, and hurriedly raised his sword with a slicing bow towards Hu Niu. An immeasurable force exploded, while over twenty flashes of Sword Qi swept out, creating an astonishing scene amidst the vast sky.
Hong!
The terrifying collision created a small mushroom cloud, while the shockwave from the clash drove away the surrounding fog, revealing empty land. Fortunately, the entire gorge was practically barren with only pieces of stone. Otherwise, this strike would definitely cause a large number of trees to suffer.
"Hit hit hit hit hit hit!" Hu Niu's excited shout could be heard from amidst all the dust.
As the dust dispersed and the scene inside lay clearly visible, it became clear that Hu Niu had reached the upper hand completely and was committing a foul, hitting Yuan Cheng He as he held him back, repeatedly hit him hard on his chest, hands, and face.
Yuan Cheng He's face, which had been fine a moment ago, was now deformed, his swelling was similar to a pig's head, with green and purple bruises all over, and looked extremely cute.
Everyone screams in shock. Hu Niu was really too ferocious — even Yuan Cheng He was defeated in the hands of this little girl.
The peng!
Hu Niu landed another kick, which made Yuan Cheng He fly. He slid to a stop right beside Ling Han's feet.
Ling Han crouched down, and laughed asking, "Now, are you admitting?"
"Then you can go on and on being beaten." Ling Han also gave him a kick.
Yuan Cheng He reflexively propped up his hands to protect the face of his handsome pig. Bang, he was sent flying back by Ling Han's kick, while Hu Niu rushed forward, and the fight started again.
Bang, bang, bang, after just a few rounds, Yuan Cheng He was once again kicked and sent hurtling back to Ling Han's feet once again.
"So how? Still not admitting defeat? ”Ling Han asked amusedly.
"Of course not!" Yuan Cheng He's character was quite harsh.
"Then go again." Ling Han once again sent Yuan Cheng He out with a kick.
Sliding here and there, Yuan Cheng He was treated like a ball thrown to and fro, circling between Ling Han and Hu Niu.
Qing Lian Yue and the others hissed. It was none other than Yuan Cheng He, who was famously able to challenge Yao Hui Yue, the Little Saber King, and the others. Yet now, he was actually beaten to a state that he would not even know towards the north.
Basic coward.
Not knowing how many rounds it was, Yuan Cheng He once again slid to Ling Han's feet. This time, Ling Han did not even bother to ask, and was in a motion of lifting his legs to kick him and send him flying back when, much to his surprise, Yuan Cheng He actually shouted, "Get down, "Get down, i admit!"
Bang, he's still sent flying back.
"Sorry sorry! I'm used to kicking you back, ”Ling Han immediately exclaimed with a laugh.
What is less than sincerity.
Yuan Cheng He swore internally, and only managed to say one line before he was again struck by Hu Niu's fist. Amidst the onslaught of fists for the sake of fists, he ended up lying at Ling Han's feet again.
This time, Ling Han finally did not kick him again. Instead, he smiled as he said, "Since you have conceded, then come show your respect to your brother."
Yuan Cheng He got up, took a breath back, and said, "That little girl is what beat me, so unless you can show me the strength that can keep me from conceding, that's what makes me concede, I'd rather die than bow!"
"No sending?" Ling Han smiled. “Do not act patiently with me. Even if you are straight, I can also make Li Feng Yu, that troublemaker, blabber at you to make you bow! I finally realized that you are the type to naturally want to be defeated. All right, then, I'll give you another beating. ”
"Hehe." Hu Niu halted the onslaught of his punch, and stood to the side with his arms crossed over his chest while enjoying an exciting exchange.
With an indifferent expression, Yuan Cheng He spoke, "As long as you can defeat me, then I will acknowledge you as my boss."
Ling Han thought of those words; then, with his left hand behind his back, he said, "How about this: I will fight you with just one hand, lest it be said that I am bluffing you."
What vanity!
Yuan Cheng He humped. If Ling Han could truly defeat him without a weapon by himself, then he would accept the inevitable, and completely acknowledge him as his boss. He raised his sword to the level while uttering, "Then, face my Seven Swords, Descendants of Mount Yin."
Boom, waves of energy gushed out and radiated from within his body, causing waves of dust, forming a ring that surged in all directions.
He built up strength; the power of this attack was clearly unparalleled.
Ling Han was also in no hurry to attack; if he wanted to conquer this genius, then he would definitely have to do so so he was completely convinced.
"Seven Swords, Lower Mount Yin!" Yuan Cheng He gave an attack. "First Style, Exhaust Mountains and Flow Ends!"
Rays of light bounced off the sword and spilled, while sword energies surrounded and surrounded the target. One after another, again and again, the rays from the sword were all over the place. To be enveloped and wrapped with sword rays would definitely deplete mountains and rivers [1.This is a phrase that basically means "without a place to go", "at the end of the line".].
Using his arm as a sword, Ling Han charged towards the other party; sword intent flowed out, making one feel that it was definitely the most precious sword without precedent.
"How stupid!" Seeing that Ling Han actually intended to use his arm to block his precious sword, Yuan Cheng He could not help but snort. Was he planning to seek his own death?