Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han nodded secretly, and the high quality of the fairy sword itself was finally exerted.

After all, it is a material that can become a fairy gold. Can the artifacts created by this be not great?

Ling Han does not need to control the sword at all, because the brand in the blade is all his martial arts will, a thought can be mobilized, and there is no difference with the hand.

This is terrible, this sword is equivalent to a chilly avatar, and Ling Han joined forces to attack, how amazing the combat power?

Wu Zhe could not help but regret it.

Before, everyone did not use artifacts, he did not actually fall into the wind, but only temporary victory is hopeless. It is he who wants to win too much, will he will sacrifice the Sanyun Sanhua sword, try to solve the battle as soon as possible, and consolidate the majesty of his brother.

But whoever expects, the other's artifact is equally powerful, and it fits perfectly with Ling Han itself, as if it is his own warmth.

This made him depressed and dead. It can be said that it was impossible to steal the chicken and ruin the rice and plunge himself into it.

The fairy magic sword is connected with Ling Hanxin, running Ling Han’s own kendo, and going away to Wu Zhe. Ling Han himself is a pair of fists and swings, facing Wu Zhe.

This is the second way he wants to go.

Kendo is his first choice, and with the treasure of the fairy sword, it is a waste of not taking the kendo. But in addition to Kendo, he still wants to go near the road.

Because he cultivated the immortality of the Bible, his body is tyrannical, and he can be called a humanoid weapon. Together with the Kowloon hegemonic technique, his power is endless, and it is most suitable for close combat.

Fists, feet, elbows and even the head can be deadly weapons!

The fairy magic sword blooms infinitely, and Ling Han’s fist is entwined with the flames of the gods. It is a punch and a fist, like the rain emperor, exudes the domineering of my master world and who fights.

Who is not convinced, I will flatten who!

Wu Zhe dissatisfied, you are too bullying, because this kind of rolling style of play, only when the strength difference is very different.

A fist is a direct blow, not a chapter of the law, the opponents encountered only a little strong, you can turn back to make you suffer.

He screamed, his right hand holding the sword to attack the fairy sword, and the left hand was turned into a fist, and went to the cold.

As one of the six kings, he was not afraid of anyone in the same battle.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The two are constantly on the bang, and the power is almost equal. Although Wu Zhe is a little stronger, but it is also very limited, it can still be considered a close match.

Both of them punched their fists very fast, only a few breaths of time to fight a hundred punches, and finally staggered, ending this short-term close combat.

If Ling Han naturally has nothing to do, Wu Zhe’s left hand is bloody, with blood dripping, and even the whole arm is shaking.

This kind of real confrontation is that the Yuanli shield does not have much protection. This is why most of the warriors will avoid the close combat, which weakens the role of Yuanli, and most of them repair. They are all Yuan Li, and few people go to repair the body.

Obviously, in the body, Ling Han wins!

Wu Zhe’s mouth twitched and he felt incredible.

The spirit of this guy is so scary, but now it is discovered that this body is also metamorphosis.

How could there be such a monster?

Everyone is also amazed!

Wu Zhe was actually injured when the combat power was fully opened.

Who can think of this?

The dry poems are trembled, and she finally knows how ridiculous she is, and how enchanting she is.

As long as this person does not die, the achievements in the future will be shocked!

Ling Han smiled lightly and said: "Wu Shidi, don't you admit defeat?"

Wu Zhe's face is iron blue, and all eyes are murderous.

Isn't this too deceiving?

He is one of the six kings. Who can't give him face? You have just been so aggressive in entering the sect. Is this really good?

"Han Lin, you have passed!" Wu Zhe bit his teeth.

Although he still has a few cards, but when he thinks about the horrible body of the other party, he will feel guilty in his heart, that is, to sacrifice the cards, but also to get the other party? Moreover, this is just a discussion, but some of his cards are consumable, and if they are used, they will not be reluctant.

Therefore, he hopes that Ling Han can be collected and not too much.

"Call a brother, I will let you let me." Ling Han said faintly, the other side is overcast, how can he easily stop?

Wu Zhe’s eyes are dark and his fists are tight. He will never admit defeat.

"Do you really think you can win me?" He ran a taboo, with a quirky pattern on his forehead, emitting a dark glow.

"what is that!"

The people around are shocked.

Just take a look at it, my mind seems to have been smashed by the sword, unbearable and unspeakable.

"This is, this is... a nightmare!" Someone exclaimed, "Oh my God, Master Wu actually learned this ancient work!"

Everyone quickly asked, only to listen to the person, this is one of the most profound exercises of Qi Tianzong, but it is especially difficult to practice. I have never heard of anyone who has practiced it. I did not expect to use it on Wu Zhe’s body. Come out.

Wu Zhe's momentum has changed significantly, and there is a faint breath rising, as if the incarnation became a nightingale, bringing endless nightmares.

Ling Han does not agree, his body and spirit are beyond the limits of the mountain river, then need to worry? He is born in an invincible position, the difference is in how he will win.

"I have to teach you." He was very interested, and this practice made him vaguely feel a sense of heart.

"You will regret it!" Wu Zhe said coldly, a punch against the cold cold, and played countless glory.

He ate a loss and learned it. He did not dare to be close to Ling Han. Instead, he took the most orthodox style of the military and opened up the distance to fight martial arts.

Ling Han waved his fist to meet, hey, the light hit his fist, and actually left a **** mark.

Amazing!

Ling Han was surprised, to know that his current physical strength is the fifth-order **** iron level, comparable to the full strength of the Japanese and the moon's small pole strong, but it is still so a few blood marks, enough for this light terrible.

However, Wu Zhe is fainting.

His realm is actually not enough to promote the nightmare. It is used now, but the price is that he will not be able to use the force for three months afterwards!

With such a big price, the glory of this shot is naturally terrible, but now it can only leave a few blood marks on Ling Han’s fist. What makes you feel good?

An old blood is sprayed!

"Slightly powerful, but not enough!" Ling Han haha ​​laughed, driving the fairy magic sword, launched a killing, and completely suppressed Wu Zhe.