Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Don't dare to fight?" Zheng Mo continued to provoke, he opened his own star river, you can clearly see that most of the stars are dimmed, only 10,000 stars are still emitting a burning glow.

Ten thousand stars, that is the level that has just stepped into the extreme position of the Ganges.

A relatively fair battle, because the determination of the warrior's combat power is not only power, but also rules. Therefore, although Zheng Mo has restrained the power, he can still be at the level of the Henghe River at the level of the rule.

Other Tianjiao are sneer, if there is no courage in the first battle, then you are also called the king?

Liu Gan reveals a touch of dissatisfaction. He has already said that Ling Han does not need to participate in the test, but Zheng Mo has to challenge the cold, naturally let him dissatisfaction, this is the authority has been provocative.

It was just a test. He said that no one needs to participate without attending, but now it is different. This is a challenge. Even he has no right to stop it. Only the parties can decide whether or not to fight.

You can refuse, the challenger can't be strong, but in this way, the person who is challenged will face the face and be looked down upon by everyone.

Is there a courage to fight against fairness? Despise you!

Ling Han smiled, he was the guy wanted to hit a meal, never thought tumbled into his lap, very good! He patted the Queen's hand, let her not be angry, and she stood up.

"You want to fight, then fight!"

Zheng Mo is overjoyed. When he wants to come here, it is naturally a matter of stability. The Heng River in the district is a great place. Even if he is self-binding, the rules are highly placed there. This is the great perfection for the big pole.

"Haha, I will let you ten more." He deliberately said generously.

"Good!" Ling Han did not matter, his body jumped, and a punch slammed into Zheng.

Since Zheng Mo’s words have been made to make Ling Han’s ten strokes, naturally he will not hit his own face in public, his hands will be transformed into a cross shape, and he will stand on his chest to hardly pick up the cold.

Hey!

Ling Han hit a fist, the power broke out, and went to Zheng Mo.

Guanghua Chongtian, when the power is exhausted, Zheng Mo is proud and standing. He has cultivated the polar environment in the three realms of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and stars. Therefore, even if he fights with the same level, his strength will not be inferior. In Ling Han, coupled with the crushing of the rules, the combat power is far beyond.

Only he licked his teeth slightly. This was a real-bodied bombardment, which made his skeletons tremble, guilty and vomiting.

By the way, this guy's body seems to be very amazing, it is not appropriate to fight close to this person, the actual collision is too strong for the body.

Ling Han is a punch.

Zheng Mo completely does not want to fight with Ling Han, but since he said that he wants to make Ling Han ten strokes, then this ten strokes he is either hard-blocked, or dodge him, do you want to dodge? Just blown so big, if you dodge, let his face go?

He only bite his teeth and fights again with Ling Han.

Hey, the fists of the two men collided together, the power fluctuated, and the void around them seemed to be torn, terrible.

This is the battle of the extremes of the Ganges River, and it is still the two kings. The combat power has been straightforward and perfect, and it is naturally terrifying.

Zheng Mo does not retreat, it is still so easy, but only his own heart is clear, this punch shocked his bones are stunned, and has not recovered, it seems to be broken into hundreds of pieces.

"It's really waste. It's the same battle, and the ten tricks don't have the upper hand!" Around, some people have begun to ridicule.

They have never seen Ling Han before, but they have heard of his name, because there are rumors that Ling Han should be the 17th elders, naturally they are dissatisfied, by what an outsider, a weaker than them. Can people ride on their heads?

This battle is proof, it is a waste!

"Hey, I don't know which corner ran out of it. I really want to ride on our heads and think too much!"

"This battle made him understand that the **** is **** after all, how to hold it or mud!"

"Ha ha ha, let Zheng Mo teach him well!"

Ling Han naturally will not put these words in his heart. He rushed out for the third time, but he was still a punch, simple, direct and rude.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Ling Han even hit the seven punches, Zheng Mo also did not show weakly connected seven punches, such as not moving the rock, steady as Mount Tai.

In the opinion of the onlookers, it is natural that Zheng Mo controls the overall situation. As long as he takes the last three punches, when he starts to fight back, he can imagine that his strength can destroy the cold.

However, Zheng Mo is crying. His arm bones are really unbearable. There have been cracks like spider webs. If his strength is tyrannical, he will force himself to condense, and he will be disconnected as early as before.

Can you stay strong like this, and he can hold a few more punches?

Three punches seem to be far away!

Ling Han smiled slightly and comforted: "Keep it, only three punches."

You see!

Zheng Mo bite his teeth and said: "After three strokes, I will let you know, the evil consequences of provoking me!"

"Hey, aren't you challenging me?" Ling Han was surprised, his right fist was swaying, and he did not hesitate to punch it.

Hey! Hey!

After two punches, Zheng Mo’s face could not help but reveal a bit of pain. This kind of melee is a taboo for all the strong. Because the power is almost the same, then you have to bear the power of the earthquake. How much power you blast, in fact, you have to bear so much.

Except for those who specialize in physical fitness, whose bones are not too tough, let alone him, that is, the devil is not able to come.

"The last move!" Ling Han rushed out, his body shape accelerated, turned into a lightning, right fist burst out, like a dragon emptied.

boom!

Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and still chose to fight with the cold. His self-esteem is not allowed to retreat at this time.

Of course, this is still the case. The two are similar in strength. But then, Zheng Mo unexpectedly did not launch a counterattack, answering and answering, and there was blood on his fingertips.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, everyone is exclaimed, and his face is even more incredible. How can he not accept such a result?

Why did Zheng Mo suddenly get hurt?

"Look!" Someone pointed at Zheng’s arm.

hiss!

Everyone was taking a sigh of relief. I saw that Zheng Mo’s right arm was thicker than the thigh, and he could see obvious deformation and blood stains.

This is obviously the bones that are torn apart and pierced the skin.

They only know that Zheng Mo has to pay a great price for every cold and punch. The bones are unbearable. Under the accumulation of ten fists, the qualitative change is formed, and the whole arm bones are broken.

A pair of surprised eyes looked at Ling Han, even the three demon owners, such as Leng Yi Dian, Ouyang River and Gou Hai, were no exception. Instead, they were ancient winds, low-lying eyes, and did not know what to think about. To be continued.

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