Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3909: Interrupt

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After a while, I saw Jixiangtian and others ran out of the hall.

Obviously, the oil lamp went out again.

Seeing Ling Han sitting outside alone, it seemed that he was comprehending something. Many people sneered.

All of them are supremely proud, but which one remembered the holy art again?

What do you install?

Only Jixiangtian and Song Lan moved their hearts and looked at Ling Han deeply.

The women ’s unique delicateness, coupled with their excellent observation ability, they captured before, and clearly Ling Han came very late, but he soon completed the memory of the 18 Arhat Hands and began to enlighten outside.

The time is even shorter than Feng Jixing.

Now, Ling Han is the first to come out.

This guy took the lead in mastering the holy art again?

"Pretend to be a ghost!" A young man was disdainful. He is a strong player in the Seven Tripods. Star Network ranks 67th and is named Mo Yuanwu.

Ling Han only made an unheard of story, he is at an important juncture of understanding.

"Boy, you are awesome, but dare to have no one in your eyes!" Mo Yuanwu strode towards Ling Han, this person is unknown, but now dare to put a fork in front of him, how courage is this?

Are you really understanding? Don't pretend that you haven't even mastered the wind following the line, you are a bird.

He came and slapped Ling Han with a slap.

This palm is not important, because he has n’t killed him yet.

Boom!

Someone skimmed out and slammed Mo Yuanwu.

Huh?

Everyone was taken aback when he saw what this person looked like, because it was actually Song Lan, the ninth beauty in the stunning list.

She actually shot for Ling Han?

Feng Jixing looked at his eyes, his pupils shrunk slightly.

As the first person in the North Celestial Zone Casting Cauldron Realm, he was naturally proud and reserved, so he clearly was very interested in Song Lan, but he did not show it. Although the appearance and temperament of Jixiangtian was not inferior, But after all, they are the saints of the Buddha family, which is too difficult to get.

So, he must be more willing to get close to Song Lan.

But Song Lan is very polite to him and shows appreciation for him, but it is more than that.

Now, Song Lan actually shot for a man, which caused Feng Jixing to be surprised, and a kind of jealousy rose.

His woman should be the only one in his heart, not tolerating another opposite sex.

"Song Fairy!" Mo Yuanwu was surprised, "Why are you-"

Without waiting for him to finish, Song Lan said: "It's better not to disturb the dear friend at the critical moment of enlightenment."

Mo Yuanwu was surprised and jealous, who did n’t like the beauty, especially the beautiful girl like Song Lan, but now Song Lan is so protective of Ling Han, making him very unhappy.

He young and aggressive, said: "Song Fairy, don't be fooled by him, even Brother Feng hasn't been able to enlighten the holy art, how can this kid learn? So, he just pretends to be here."

Feng Jixing felt a little uncomfortable when he mentioned himself.

How does he exist, and who deserves to compare with him?

Moreover, this is not to compare his merits, but to say that he has not mastered the magic, which naturally makes him even more uncomfortable.

Song Lan shook his head: "He didn't bother you, why should he be aggressive?"

Mo Yuanwu smiled embarrassingly: "Since Song Xianzi intercedes for him, forget it."

They waited, and when the oil lamp in the main hall ignited again, they entered the main hall and continued to observe the holy art.

However, Mo Yuanwu fell behind a few steps on purpose. After everyone entered the hall, he stopped, turned around, and walked towards Ling Han.

He wo n’t let Ling Han so easily.

This guy didn't say anything from beginning to end, and he put on the fork and put on the sky.

"Boy, there is no one else here, no need to pretend." Mo Yuanwu said coldly.

Ling Han didn't pay attention, he has gradually entered a good situation.

"Okay, let you pretend!" Mo Yuanwu shot and grabbed Ling Han, this time no one stopped him.

It can be photographed in one palm, but it is completely empty.

Huh?

Mo Yuanwu was taken aback for a moment. When the palm strength was about to be photographed, Ling Han suddenly reached out and pushed on the ground, and the figure moved away a bit, just avoiding his palm strength.

You Mad.

Sure enough, this is really enlightenment, clearly focusing on yourself.

"Well, you kid, it's really abominable!" Mo Yuanwu continued to shoot and attacked Ling Han.

Every time when palm power or punch power is about to hit, Ling Han can always escape properly, making Mo Yuanwu's anger more and more prosperous.

Can't cure you?

He no longer strikes with such precision, but expands the surface of the strike. With a blow, the strength condenses and turns into a huge blue fist, bigger than the house, and grinds towards Linghan.

So ... see how you hide.

The larger the strike surface, the less powerful it must be, because the power is dispersed, which is easy to understand, so the more masters, the less likely they will use this type of attack, and they can also knock down their opponents, which is naturally a force Kind of waste.

However, now Mo Yuanwu only wants Ling Han to parry, breaking the opponent's calm and pretentious appearance.

So, he does n’t care if the waves do n’t waste power, or if he can hurt Ling Han.

Boom, hit with a punch, covering the sky.

Ling Han sighed. He really didn't want to interrupt his enlightenment.

Special grandma drops.

He stood up. Since you have to find a smoker, he will succeed you.

Boom, he threw a punch and touched the blue fist. Although the size of the two was very different, but it was bombarded by one blow, the huge blue fist immediately shattered, completely unbearable. one strike.

"Haha, you finally stop pretending!" Mo Yuanwu felt that this was his huge victory.

Look, you still ca n’t pretend.

"Pretend to be your sister!" Ling Han said angrily. He was interrupted by Taoism, and bad could be imagined.

Your tamadic neuropathy, I'm here to understand what's blocking you, one interruption is not counted, and you have to come again if you are blocked?

It's really under-drawn.

"Hmph, how dare you dare to speak to me badly!" Mo Yuanwu also showed a look of anger.

Just now he didn't do his utmost, and it was a large-scale attack, so although Ling Han easily broke his punch, he still didn't pay much attention to Ling Han.

Boo, Ling Han rushed over.

"Haha, look for--" Mo Yuanwu laughed, but he was overturned by Ling Han with a punch.

How can it be so fast?

At this moment, his heart is brutal.

He is a strong player in the seven tripods, and the Tianjiao ranked 67th in the Star Net. Why didn't he even see his opponent's fist?

He wanted to fight back, but, bang bang, a series of fists have been hit, making him screaming in pain and making him completely unable to fight back.

Every time he punches, he disperses the secret power he just gathered. How to fight back?

"Ah--" He only had a screaming cry. After a few hundred punches, he finally passed out in pain.