Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han nodded and said: "You have only seen the Zhang Fang shot, and did not actually fight with him, so I don't know very well. His original strength has reached 35 days, and if he runs the emperor, the power can be Up to thirty-eight days, this is enough to tear open the defense of An Siyuan."

"So, if An Siyuan is only the current level, then he will definitely not be able to defeat the Zhang Fang. This is not yet full of three-point winnings, which is on the cards of An Siyuan."

"Without a card, Zhang Fang is a 10% chance."

Xiaoqinglong and the **** dog are nodding, and Ling Han and Zhang Ping have handed over their hands. Therefore, Ling Han definitely knows the situation better than them.

They are so talkative about it. If it is in the area of ​​the outsiders, there is no problem at all. It can be said among the indigenous people... Suddenly, many double angry eyes are attracted.

Rely, in their camp, dare to say the bad things about An Siyuan?

"Hey, wait and see the adults."

"The facts are better than everything, waiting to be beaten."

"After the adults have swept all the emperors, let's challenge this annoying guy again."

"it is good!"

These people did not depress the sound, deliberately let Ling Han hear clearly.

Ling Han just smiled and didn't care.

Xiao Qinglong jumped on the table and said: "You all remember the words in your heart. Don't forget to challenge Xiao Hanzi. Whoever doesn't stand up is the turtle grandson!"

Such provocations naturally make the indigenous people very uncomfortable, just a four-legged snake, and they dare to yell at them.

"First kill this outsider and cook this four-legged snake!"

Between them speaking, the battle between Zhang Fang and An Siyuan has begun.

An Siyuan is indeed strong, and the original strength is as high as thirty-three days, but this is still not as good as the Zhangfang. It is a full three-day battle. When it comes to the wind, it is down, it is firmly suppressed, but he is strong. The body is indeed arrogant, even if there is a triple-day force to suppress, he is still very stubborn, and there is no one blow.

Otherwise, the difference in combat power is the result of the spike.

This result makes the indigenous people immediately quiet down, the power gap is obvious, and no one can blink and talk about it?

An Siyuan has resisted all the time, trying to find the hope of turning the plate, but when it comes to the card, who has more than the emperor?

Therefore, the Emperor was suppressed in strength, and there is absolutely no hope of turning the price.

After dozens of tricks, An Siyuan has been scarred, and there are several wounds that can even see white bones, very embarrassing.

He has to admit defeat, and if he wants to fight again, he will not only be hurt by the flesh.

Seeing the death of An Siyuan, the outsiders suddenly burst into cheers. After losing four emperors, they finally broke down the hard bones.

In contrast to the indigenous people, their faces are very ugly.

But just after a while, someone called out: "Flowers are always!"

"Flower adults!"

"Flower adults!"

"Flower adults!"

The indigenous people are all big, and the sound is like a tsunami, one after another.

There are always flowers, one of the three great talents of Shanhaitian, and the ranking is still above Anyuan.

Where is he?

Ling Han looked at the eyes of everyone, but he couldn’t help but twitch, because the focus of everyone’s attention was on the table next door next door to him. A man was sitting and drinking tea, but one leg was tilted to the chair. Light, the corners of the pants also rolled onto the calf, revealing black and long leg hair.

Hey, good guy.

Ling Han's gaze moved up again. This light-legged man is thin and thin, but his hands are black and long, and the joints are violent, like a section of bamboo.

He held the teacup in one hand and his other hand was licking his feet.

Oh, I have a personality.

Is it always?

Listening to the name, this should be a man of arrogance and arrogance, completely inconsistent with this lame youth.

"Please take the adults to shoot!" A man squatted down and said to the lame man.

"Please take the adults to shoot!" More people kneel down and ask this person to play.

Hey, this guy is really a regular flower.

Tetemade is a hot eye.

Ling Han is crazy in his heart, this person is too collapsed.

At this time, the flowers often put down the teacup, first look for it, the bare feet are stuffed into the sandals, he stood up and walked toward the front, but he took two steps, hey, he was a plant inverted.

"Not good, flowers are drunk!"

"Rely on, the outsiders are too sinister, actually use such a sinister trick to make the flower adults unable to play!"

All the indigenous people exclaimed, all of them were full of anger.

Drunk tea?

Ling Han was not convulsed by the corner of his mouth. There were too many slots. He didn’t know where to spit from time to time.

Just when everyone is going to raise the flowers often, hey, I saw that those people are separated like a celestial flower, and the flowers are often standing up, a pair of eyes are red and bloody, and the body is also terrible. The killing of the people makes people feel cold.

"It's not good, the flower is drunk and drunk, and the tea is crazy!"

"Flee!"

Everyone has spread out, such as avoiding snakes.

"The flower-mad madman is more than three points higher than usual, and... in short, it’s terrible!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fang could not help but slammed and took the initiative to kill.

There were no people around, and there were some sudden changes in the flowers. At this time, Zhang Fang killed him and gave him a goal. He immediately screamed and killed him.

boom!

The two geniuses made a fight, and suddenly they set off a storm.

Ling Han couldn't help but look bright, this flower is always good, amazing!

He knows the strength of Zhang Fang very well, so it is easy to infer that the flowers have constant strength. The original strength is almost thirty-six days, which is stronger than Zhang Fang. However, in terms of fairy tales, it is naturally a little better than Zhang Fang. As a result, the two just hit a tie.

If you tie it, that is to say, if Zhang has no special means, he will lose.

No way, playing a long-lasting battle is definitely an advantage.

But after a few more battles, Ling Han found out how terrible this drunken man was.

There is no such thing as a master of fighting. Although the body repair is definitely a melee fight, try to maximize his strengths, but he is too extreme, like a octopus entangled in the Zhang Fang The legs were wrapped around Zhang’s waist, and his hands were hooked on the other’s neck, and even opened his mouth and bite toward Zhang’s cheek.

How does this make Zhang Fang feel bad?

The imperial son had to admit defeat.

I have to know that it is not normal for flowers to be used now. If he admits to lose, he will not let go, and he will be screaming.

Everyone is speechless. Is this the genius confrontation they are expecting? It is completely a fight between the market and the rogue.

It's no wonder that the expressions of the indigenous people are so weird. The flowers under the drunk tea are often a metamorphosis.