Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 2913: Press a fingerprint

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Xin Qihu took out his authority as head coach and directly plugged Ling Han with a mission that can be said to be a nine-death life.

He looked at Ling Han with a smile, a little arrogance on the corner of his mouth.

This is to tell Ling Han that he is clear and true, but he has intention to bite me?

You ca n’t, you can only accept it in reverse.

At this moment, Ling Han really wanted to shake his hands. Hey, he came here to fight the mad army, not to get angry, or to be pitted, but he still suppressed this idea quickly.

Xin Qihu can publish private enemies, but he ca n’t take it easy.

It can be said that if anyone in this world can really solve the big trouble of madness, it must be him.

Although Ling Han is unable to absorb the vitality of the war-dead and mad army now, under fierce fighting, his cultivation is still faster than retreat, because he is a fighting madman, and he is only fighting to support the battle. It is his fastest way to improve himself.

Here, his training is the fastest, and no one knows how much time is left for them. The frantic backhand is one move after another, and even the seven-step strong can only barely drag it. The main body of it cannot be drawn at all, and it goes without saying that whoever is superior is inferior.

He must improve his cultivation ability as soon as possible, reaching six or even seven steps, so that even if the power of the plane within him has not yet achieved great success, but the seven steps are immortal and at least have unlimited possibilities.

So, Ling Han swallowed this tone, and looked directly at Xin Qihu.

This bastard, what is the most arrogant of all ages, and the private vengeance of the communique. When he takes four or five steps, he must slap the bastard. What about the seven-step strongman behind him? He must be cut.

"Go." Xin Qihu's hands are dusting, looking like they are catching up.

Ling Han didn't make a sound, just turned away.

In a moment, Lin Youli came over.

"Ling Han, blame me?" She apologized.

Ling Han shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you."

Lin Youli said: "This time, my brother told me that everything should be headed by Xin Qihu. If he makes a decision, he must not resist."

Hey, what's the matter?

Ling Han was surprised. Lin Xiaoyang should not know the contradiction between him and Xin Qihu. How could he deliberately add a tight spell to Lin Youli?

Is Lin Xiaoyang not expecting Xin Qihu to be so short-sighted, to publish private enmity, or does it mean something else?

Ling Han thought about it and shook his head immediately. Lin Xiaoyang was absolutely no problem.

"The task is a task, but it is another matter if it is not completed." Lin Youli said, "No one has stipulated that the task must be successful, especially for such a big task, you know Is it? "

Ling Han nodded, Lin Youlian means that this beheading task only needs to go through a form, and going deep into the enemy camp is simply a death act.

However, Ling Han is fearless, because he can move through the Yuan world, and with his current strength, this battlefield outside the territory cannot stop him from moving around at will.

Therefore, he has no problem in protecting himself, which is why he did not turn his face on the spot.

He wants to see how he will look on Xin Qihu ’s face when he returns with the corpse of the leader of the mad army.

Lin Youli soon leaves. She is one of the coaches, and now she has many things to deal with.

"Ling Han!" someone called outside his stone house.

Ling Han went out and saw that the other party was a strange five-step strongman.

"Na Lanxiong." The strong man introduced himself, a sharp flash in his eyes.

Ling Han suddenly realized that this is Naland ’s brother. Is he here to avenge his brother ’s revenge?

"Would you like to register with me to participate in the beheading operation?" He smiled happily, "Brother Nalan really admires the world, admires it, and comes, let us create history together and let future generations remember Nalan forever Brother. "

Fuck!

Na Lanxiong was stunned. He came to see Ling Han ’s joke, and took the opportunity to mock and mock, because Ling Han really had to go to the enemy camp regardless of his intentions, or he could not disobey. For Ling Han A bad cake thing.

Can Ling Han actually want him to be decapitated?

Co-creating the history of fart, that is to die!

And, listen to what Ling Han said? Just remember him? That is to say, will he die?

—— Why did n’t you die?

Na Lanxiong had heard of Ling Han ’s mouth poison, but he did n’t expect it to be so toxic, but he was so sullen in a single sentence.

"Come on, press a fingerprint, you are the one I dare to die, no, beheading." Ling Han took out a piece of paper and reached out to grab Na Lanxiong and let him press the fingerprint on the paper.

Your sister!

Nalanxiong hadn't come through in a single breath, and quickly dodge: "Ling Han, don't you mess around."

"What is humble, can contribute to the meta-world, that is a great achievement, future generations will certainly remember your sacrifice." Ling Han laughed, he strengthened the hand of Lana Lanxiong, with his great strength, Na Lanxiong is really difficult to get rid of.

Nalanxiong's face is green. If he really pressed the fingerprint, wouldn't he be inexplicable?

Even if he wants to participate in the beheading operation, he does n’t need to press any fingerprints. At the point of Heavenly Venerable Realm, no oath can restrain them.

But this is ashamed after all. When people talk about this in the future, they will say that Nalan Xiong even pressed his fingerprints, but he fled, and what.

No one cares about the truth, they only understand what they think.

He resisted with all his strength, but Ling Han's strength was extraordinary. Although he was close to the end of the five steps, it was really not much stronger than Ling Han.

The two of you pull me to earn a fight like a gangster in Shifang Street.

Na Lanxiong's face was green, he shouted, a symbol glowed, and his power suddenly rose.

Ling Han laughed and ran a symbol. Not only did his strength soar, but he easily suppressed Nalanxiong. He grabbed Nalanxiong's hand and forced a fingerprint on the paper.

"Ling Han, are you enough!" Nalan Xiong roared angrily.

"Ouch, there is no ink mud, come back." Ling Han said to himself, and said that he swiped in the palm of Nalanxiong, and suddenly blood poured out. Simply press a palm print. "

Pap, he forcibly pressed Nalanxiong's entire hand onto the paper.

"Damn it!" Nalanxiong yelled, his power spewed, and snapped, this piece of paper immediately turned into debris. He finally broke away from Ling Han's control, and looked at Ling Han with his eyes in flames, hoping to swallow him alive. Too.

But he came to see Ling Han's joke. How did he take the opportunity to ridicule and ridicule, how could it become such a result, and was ridiculed by Ling Han?

Ling Han shook his head and sighed: "You will not participate in such a great cause, Na Lanxiong, I despise you."