Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 1959: You are better than Shi Xiuwen

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A lot of eyes immediately came over, staring at Ling Han, with an envious expression.

This young man is so lucky.

How powerful is Hu Niu, and even Shi Xiuwen can be defeated, and she is so beautiful and beautiful. How can you ask for her husband? Moreover, you see how fierce Huniu is to others, but to Lin Han it is gentle and watery, it's just ... can't be any more.

Liu Han is gloomy, staring at Ling Han's eyes full of resentment. If you don't have this man, Hu Niu is her person. As long as you let the other person take Tianyang grass, then gender is not a problem.

It was this man who broke up her and Hu Niu!

Must die.

"Shi Lao Jiu is so useless that even Tai Antian can't beat the scum?" A later man sneered, seeing everyone in Tai Antian looked over, he proudly said, " Me, Fei Yun, and Guanglong Tian who cut the dust, ranked sixth. "

Sixth!

Although Hu Niu won, it was not easy to win, and Shi Xiuwen was only ranked ninth, so how powerful is the sixth?

The Hu Niu fangs and wants to shoot again.

She has great moves to use, she can use them every second, and can only use them once in a few days. She will never use them unless she has to. This is a real life-saving trick.

Ling Han reached out to stop her and said, "I'm coming!"

The empress was also flamboyant, and it was obvious that Ling Han said she wanted to shoot, and then she pressed it down again.

"Is it scum, are you the one to decide?" Ling Han strode out.

"Haha, which one is not a slag, Taian Tian?" Fei Yun looked disdainful. "You might as well go together to see how I suppress you."

Crazy, really crazy.

Ling Han shook his head, what good nonsense with a madman?

Beat him!

"Then let's fight, **** is not slag, then that is the fist!"

"Slag, if you want to get hit, you will be fulfilled!" Fei Yun rushed towards Ling Han as he moved. He didn't care if there were other people around him, just a punch, there was a vague avenue symbol on his fist, exuding light that could smash everything.

Suddenly, the non-imperialist quickly turned around and ran. Once the punching power was out of control, the destructive power was terrible.

Ling Han shook his head and stroked it with one finger. The simple act seemed to suppress the world.

"Dare to underestimate me!" Fei Yun roared, and the avenue symbol on the fist face was also clearer, and obviously more destructive.

Ling Han smiled faintly and greeted with one finger.

Boom!

In the first confrontation between the two, in fact, the fingers and fists did not directly contact, but separated by at least three feet. The two sides ’avenues, origin force had a fierce collision, and then stopped, waves of terror and power The rules poured out, pushing away in all directions.

The emperors who just ran away were just swayed by this force, and they could not help swinging involuntarily, as if they were drunk.

They can't help but be shocked, just the difference between the emperor and the emperor, how can there be such a big gap in strength?

This is naturally, Ling Han and Fei Yun are all five cuts, which is equivalent to the strong soul of Yang Soul, and the combat power is soaring. So how can the aftershocks of such attacks be easily withstood?

Not being directly shocked to death already shows that these people are strong enough, otherwise if they are replaced by ordinary four cuts, they will definitely hang up directly.

Ling Han withdrew his finger and calmly calmed down: "However."

"Damn, dastardly, how dare you look down upon me so much!" Fei Yun's black hair fluttered, and he was furious.

Ling Han shook his head: "You look too high on yourself, your strength is not as good as Shi Xiuwen!" The ranking does not really show the strength gap. He then knows this punch, Fei Yun is not as good as Shi Xiuwen.

—— As I said before, Shi Xiuwen will be ranked ninth. That is because the first battle encountered the metamorphosis of the first battle during the qualifying battle. As a result, it was defeated and hit hard, and finally ranked only in the first place. Nine.

Of course, not that Fei Yun is not strong.

As an emperor, Fei Yun is certainly stronger, and can indeed be squeezed into the top ten of Guanglongtian. Compared with Shi Xiuwen, there should be only a small gap, but can the top Tianjiao be a little bit different?

"After I beat you into scum, you will know how big the gap is with me!" Fei Yun's eyes flashed a black breath, rising constantly and turning into a black sickle.

"Scythe of Death!" someone exclaimed, his face changed, you know he is an emperor.

"I really didn't expect that Fei Yun used the sickle of death so quickly." Some emperors sighed.

"Who made the kid irritate Fei Yun?" The emperor was gloating.

The emperor was originally a direct competitive relationship, and now it is a confrontation between the two heavens. It is natural to hope that Fei Yun will kill Ling Han.

Fei Yun was killed again, but he had n’t. The huge sickle behind him was cut off, obviously a phantom, but it exuded a metal-like cold awn, as if substantive.

Ling Han clenched his fist in his right hand and punched a fist in the sky.

Wow!

It seemed that there was a thunder on the flat ground, and then I saw wrinkles in the space, driving wave by wave in all directions.

The sickle of death was immediately affected, castration was hindered, and then there were breakages, patches of mottle, and then scattered, and eventually turned into countless pieces of debris, which went away with the wind.

His, everyone saw a sigh of relief when he saw the power of this fist, even the emperors were shocked.

Fei Yun ’s terrible blow was destroyed by a random punch. Ling Han ’s strength was unfathomable.

"Okay!" Hu Niu immediately cheered, and the empress applauded. The two women were absolutely nobody. They wanted to do what they wanted. Cheers for your husband?

They did it.

"Sure enough, you can't compare to Shi Xiuwen." Ling Han was very sure.

Fei Yun clenched his fists with both hands, so that his green forehead jumped straight.

Tianjiao like him has rarely been angry about things, but he is very important for ranking, which is also one of the motivations for his hard work.

Be the strongest!

But now, Ling Han actually wiped out his efforts. He actually thought that he was even worse than the ninth-ranked Shi Xiuwen. Doesn't it mean that he can only be ranked tenth?

How can this endure?

"You are looking for your own way of death!" He said flatly, his right hand was shaken, and there was a black sickle, which was very similar to the death sickle above his head.

He runs some kind of secret technique, and another phantom rises, turning into a huge humanoid, holding the death sickle.

"Cut Soul!" He roared, his scythe swinging out of his hand, and above his head, the humanoid waved out the sickle of death.

Om, an unspeakable strange wave hit Ling Han.

"Huh?" Ling Han was slightly surprised. "It really cut the soul. This blow is a pure regular attack. It can also completely ignore the physical defense and reach the sea to kill the soul."

"Unfortunately, this intensity is too weak."

Ling Han showed disappointment, although Fei Yun was only a little bit worse than Shi Xiuwen, but this little difference made him completely unwilling to fight.

Slag.