Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3928: Get rid of

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"Don't think that only you will!" Dong Yongning shouted.

He must also use the eighteen arhat hands, it is not necessary, because this fist is of the venerable level, and he will definitely suffer greatly if he uses ordinary skills to fight.

—— When the strength is equal, the stronger the technique, the greater the natural advantage, and even decisive.

Boom!

The Buddhism's secret method is just a few moves.

Dong Yongning can only exert 30% of the power of the 18 Arhats, but Ling Han has reached 60%.

This is definitely crushed.

Suddenly, Dong Yongning fell into a disadvantage, leaving only the power to parry.

Fuck!

The four members of the Dong family are all stunned. What happened?

How come there is such a perverted guy?

Ling Han laughed and made a strong shot, suppressing Dong Yongning's lack of temper.

Everyone is using the same technique, so there is nothing to say. Whoever masters it better will naturally have an advantage.

Do n’t know, Dong Yongning knows that the technique he masters is far less skillful than Ling Han, and suffers too much, but he can only drink thirst to quench his thirst, because although he can exert ten to ten powers in other techniques, the technique itself The rank is too weak, and the power of ten to ten is not as good as that of the eighteen Arhats.

He let out an unwilling roar, but he is a pill, if he is defeated in the hands of a small caster, it will be an eternal joke, and it will be stinky for years.

But what can he do?

Ling Han smiled faintly: "Do you think the gap with me is only so little?"

He raised his hands and sizzled, playing with a golden divine aura.

This is Gengjin.

Snack, Dong Yongning was suddenly hit by a blow, and the whole person was flew out.

Although the Gengjin Tribulation is not as good as the Chaos Thunder, how can it be comparable to the holy art, and if it is used in Ling Han's hands, Dong Yongning can't make it?

The mouths of the Dong family's four tribes have been rounded. They stared at Ling Han staringly, and couldn't believe their eyes.

"Ah!" Dong Yongning jumped up, and there was a long wound on his left rib, which was hit by Geng Jin's thunder, which caused him serious damage.

"Evil Son!" He came back after killing, and he must not lose to Ling Han, or he would laugh forever.

Ling Han raised his hand again, Guishui Yinyin.

Here, Thunder crossed, Dong Yongning was blown out again, this time, he was covered with frost, but there was a burnt smell coming out, very strange.

"Ah!" Dong Yongning threw himself again.

Ling Han smiled, and a cyan thunder hit, it was Yimu Zhenglei.

Without suspense, Dong Yongning was once again flying.

This time, after Dong Yongning got up again, he dared not shoot again.

Now it ’s not a matter of smell, it ’s that he might die here.

Compared to fame, Dong Yongning certainly cares more about his life. It does n’t take long for him to leave here and go to a broader world where Life Core Realm can live for four thousand years!

For four thousand years, he is now in his forties, and he has n’t even lived a fraction, how can he be willing to die?

He suddenly turned around and ran!

Oh, really beautiful.

Ling Han hit the illusion of black mans, suddenly, Dong Yongning's actions stopped abruptly, but the expression on his face was extremely rich.

Chinese and Chinese evil?

The Dong family members are all shocked. At such a critical juncture, the third uncle is actually evil. What should I do?

Ling Han strode over and reached out to Dong Yongning, but although Dong Yongning was in the illusion, the instinct of the martial artist was still there, and he immediately bombarded Ling Han.

Even, he created such an enemy in the illusion, and is now shooting at this enemy.

Ling Han snapped her fingers and snapped, the illusion effect disappeared immediately.

Dong Yongning suddenly awakened, and then found himself actually shooting Ling Han.

Fuck, hell.

He clearly wants to run. Why did he become an active attacker?

No, that ’s illusion!

He awakened awkwardly that he had just fallen into an illusion before he attacked Ling Han.

This scene seems familiar.

Ah, the Black Temple!

—— Ling Hanhui has eighteen arhat hands and has the means to create illusions. This guy must have gone to Hei Tian Temple, only to hide his identity.

Ling Han shot, this time direct **** technique.

Demon monkey fist!

Bang, with a punch, Dong Yongning was hit again, this time he was miserable, and his bones were mostly broken, which was accompanied by frequency attacks, and the destructive power was terrible.

"Poof!" Dong Yongning repeatedly vomited blood. As an Life Core Realm, his vitality is still quite tenacious, and he has not yet hung up.

However, after receiving an emperor's spell, he was also dying. Otherwise, the emperor's spell would be too valuable.

"Ah!" Dong Yongning roared, a wave of power waved from his body, very powerful, and there was a strong vitality.

He was burning the elixir in the body to restore vitality, which had a quick effect, but after the elixir was burned, it was equivalent to self-cultivation, and the strength would soon fall to even lower.

He does n’t want to, but now he does n’t burn the elixir, he has only one way to die, and he does n’t want to die.

Ling Han snorted, and the demon monkey punched out again.

Second form!

The power of the first type is superimposed, and the power of this punch is soaring a step.

How mysterious the Emperor Technique was, locked in Ling Han ’s mind, Dong Yongning could not dodge at all, he only stretched out his hands and blocked it in front of himself.

"Death!" Ling Fengran screamed. This punch brought him endless anger. Dong ’s overbearing behavior and arrogance's behavior swept across him in front of him, making his punch all burn up and became Fists of monstrous anger.

Boom!

With a punch, the power of terror is boiling.

"Ah--" Dong Yongning screamed, and the whole person burst into tears.

The sky was full of blood and rain, and there was a strong blood of a pill. After burning the elixir, Dong Yongning had just returned to his best condition, but what about it?

Therefore, Dong Yongning's endless grievances are still floating in the air. In his heyday, he was still hit by a punch, and he couldn't calm down when he was a ghost.

Ling Han withdrew his fist and looked at the four remaining tribes of the Dong family.

The four people were all trembling and their faces were terrified.

Crack, crack, the two immediately fell on their knees, knocked their heads towards Ling Han, and the other two turned around and ran.

Ling Han's heart moved, and the two Dong family members immediately fell forward, and a kneeling Dong family also leaned forward and fell to the ground. All three of them burst their hearts. Direct death.

The last person has a wrecked body, and his eyes are full of fear.

The three tribes were still alive in one second, but the next second became a corpse. How can he not be afraid?

"Go back and tell Dong Xiao and Dong Shuhua, I will go to them soon and let them wash their necks." Ling Han said lightly.