Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 1582: Then fight

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"Do n’t you dare to fight?" Zheng Mo continued to provoke. He opened his own galaxy, and he could clearly see that most of the stars were dimmed, and only 10,000 stars were still glowing. Shine.

Ten thousand stars, that is, the level that has just entered Everlasting River Realm.

A relatively fair battle, because it is not just power but rules that determine the warrior ’s combat strength. Therefore, although Zheng Mo constrained his strength, he was still Everlasting River Realm great perfection at the height of the rules.

Other Tianjiao are sneers. If you do n’t have the courage to fight in this way, do you deserve to be called a king?

Liu Gan showed a displeased look. He had already said that Ling Han did not need to participate in the competition, but Zheng Mo had to challenge Ling Han, which naturally dissatisfied him. This was a challenge to authority.

It ’s just a contest. He said that no one needs to participate, but it ’s different now. This is a challenge. Even he has no right to stop it. The party can only decide whether to fight.

You can refuse, the challenger ca n’t force his hand, but in this way, the person challenged will also lose face and be looked down on by everyone.

Does not have the courage to fight fairly? Despise you!

Ling Han smiled slightly, he was about to beat this guy, but he didn't expect to send it to his door, very good! He patted the empress's slender hands to keep her from getting angry, but he stood up.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Zheng Mo was overjoyed. Naturally, he wanted to come here. It was naturally a matter of stability and strength. It ’s just Everlasting River Realm. Even if he is self-restrained, but the rules are placed there. This is great perfection ’s crushing of the big pole.

"Haha, I'll make you ten more moves." He said it deliberately.

"Okay!" Ling Han didn't matter. His body leaped and punched Zheng Mo with a punch.

Since Zheng Mo has made up his mind to make Ling Han ten tricks, he will naturally not hit his face in public, his hands become cross-shaped, and he puts his chest in front of him.

Boom!

Ling Han hit with a punch, his power exploded, and he rushed towards Zheng Mo.

Guanghua soars into the sky. When the power is gone, Zheng Mo stands proudly. He has built the extreme state in the three realms of mountains, rivers, moons, and stars. Will not be inferior to Ling Han, coupled with the crushing on the rules, the combat power is far beyond.

It's just that he choked his teeth slightly. This was a solid close-in bombardment, which made his skeleton tremble a little, and his inner heart was uncomfortable, and he wanted to vomit.

Fuck, this guy ’s physique seems to be very amazing, it is not suitable to fight this person close, the actual collision is too strong on the body.

Ling Han came again.

Zheng Mo doesn't want to fight Ling Han at all, but since he said that he wants ten tricks for Ling Han, then he will either block or dodge these ten tricks-is he embarrassed to dodge? Blow so big just now, if he dodges, let his face go?

He only gritted his teeth, and again confronted Ling Han.

Bang, the fists of the two collided together, and the power was trembling, and the void around them seemed to be torn apart, terrifying.

This is the battle of Everlasting River Realm in the extreme position, and it is still two kings. The fighting power has already soared to great perfection, which is naturally terrifying.

Zheng Mo is still so relaxed, but it is still easy for him, but only his own heart knows that his bones are buzzing with this punch, and he has not recovered yet. It seems to be broken into hundreds of pieces. of.

"It's really waste, the same battle of the same rank, and the ten tricks haven't prevailed!" Around, some people have begun to ridicule.

They have hardly seen Ling Han before, but they have heard of his name, because there are rumors that Ling Han will be the elder of seventeen, which naturally makes them dissatisfied, why an outsider and a weaker than them Too many people can ride on their own heads?

This battle is proof, it's a waste!

"Hum, I do n’t know which horns came out of it, I actually wanted to ride on our heads, thinking too much!"

"This battle made him understand that **** is **** after all, how can I still hold that sludge!"

"Hahaha, let Zheng Mo teach him well!"

Ling Han will naturally not take these words to heart, he rushed out for the third time, still a punch, simple, direct and rough.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ling Han even threw seven fists, and Zheng Mo showed no weakness in connecting the seven fists. If he did n’t move the rock, he was as steady as Mount Tai.

In the eyes of bystanders, it is natural that Zheng Mo is in control of the overall situation. As long as he takes the last three punches, that is, when he starts to fight back, it is conceivable that he can defeat Linghan with his strength.

However, Zheng Mo was about to cry. His arm bones could n’t hold up anymore, and there were cracks like spider webs. If it was n’t for his strength, he forcibly condensed with origin force, which was disconnected long ago. .

But how can he hold on like this, and how many punches can he hold?

Three punches ... It seems to be far away!

Ling Han smiled slightly and comforted: "Hold on, there are only three punches."

You!

Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and said, "After three strokes, I will let you know the evil consequences of provoking me!"

"Huh, didn't you challenge me?" Ling Han pretended to be surprised, his right fist waved, and he punched out without hesitation.

Boom! Boom!

After two punches, Zheng Mo's face couldn't help but reveal a trace of pain. This kind of melee combat is a taboo for all the powerful, because when the power is similar, then you have to withstand the anti-shock force. How much power do you blast, in fact, you have to bear so much.

Except for those who specialize in physique, no one's bones will be too tough, let alone him, even the Devil Lord can't carry it.

"Last move!" Ling Han rushed out, his figure accelerated, turned into a lightning, and his right fist pounded out, just like the Shenlong vacated.

Boom!

Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and still chose to bear hard with Ling Han. His self-esteem was not allowed to flinch at this time.

Of course, it ’s still up and down, the two are similar in strength, but next, Zheng Mo unexpectedly did not launch a counterattack. Answering, there was blood dripping from his fingertips .

"What!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was exclaimed, and there was even an incredible look on his face. I could n’t accept such a result.

Why did Zheng Mo get hurt suddenly?

"Look!" Someone pointed at Zheng Mo's arm.

His!

Everyone was breathing a sigh of relief. I saw Zheng Mo's right arm swollen thicker than his thigh, and he could see obvious deformation and blood stains.

This ... obviously the bones were torn apart, puncturing the skin.

Then they knew that Zheng Mo had to pay a huge price for each punch taken by Ling Han, and his bones were unbearable. With the accumulation of ten punches, a qualitative change was eventually formed, and the entire arm bone was broken Too.

A pair of surprised eyes looked at Ling Han, and even the three demon masters Leng Xiaoran, Ouyang River, and Gou Hai were no exception. Instead, they were antiquity. .