A Good Romance
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This was just a small skirmish.
Ascending Origin Tier elites symbolically charged forward, and Immortal Palace Tier, Dividing Soul Tier, Severing Mundane Tier, and various other Immortals followed closely behind. There were many of them, and this was a testament to the strength of a Ninth Heaven Celestial King Tier force.
Ling Han ran with the crowd and shouted a few times. The exaggerated expression on his face made people think that he had some kind of enmity with the Roc Palace.
"Brother, we're just cannon fodder, there's no need for you to be so serious." Someone at the side didn't want to go over. If you put in so much effort to put on a show, how were people supposed to live?
"Is that so?" Ling Han chuckled. "My mistake, my mistake. I overdid it."
"That's right. As the saying goes, the bird that pokes its head gets shot. You're making such a big fuss. If those damned women from the Roc Palace get here, they might start hunting you down. Do you think that you're very strong just because you're in the Dividing Soul Realm?"
Ling Han's goal was actually to attract the attention of the "bird woman". At that time, there had been a great many people who had welcomed Hu Niu back to the Celestial Realm, and as long as one appeared, she would definitely be able to recognize him.
Therefore, he only "kept a low profile" for a moment before he immediately became lively again, shouting loudly.
Both sides quickly approached each other, and then a great battle broke out.
This kind of battle basically took place in midair. Usually, Ascending Origin Tiers would battle fiercely at the highest point, and then the Immortal Palace Tier would battle a little lower, and then the Ascending Origin Tier would battle a little lower. Finally, it would be the Severing Mundane Tier. They were basically only a few dozen meters above the ground.
The environment here was extremely stable, so even if a chaotic battle of this level broke out, it would not cause the mountain to collapse. Otherwise, this place would have long been razed to the ground.
"Die, you wretch!" A female from the Roc Palace locked onto Ling Han. A pair of wings flapped behind her, and she quickly charged towards Ling Han.
All immortals were capable of flight, and now that she had this pair of wings, her speed skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Ling Han and swept out with her sword.
The Kun Peng lineage was naturally proficient in spatial laws.
Ling Han didn't want to expose himself, so he just condensed his Origin Energy on his fist and parried the sword.
Peng, both of them were sent flying.
Ling Han was naturally faking it. His figure moved, and he charged in another direction, searching for any familiar faces. With his memory, although tens of millions of years had passed, including the time in the Black Tower, the events that had happened in the small world were still vivid in his mind.
As long as the person appeared, he would definitely be able to recognize him.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Unexpectedly, the woman was still very persistent and chased after him with her sword. It was probably because Ling Han's performance was too excessive that she hated him.
Ling Han laughed. Naturally, he wouldn't stop. Instead, he ran even faster.
Right at this moment, a strong feeling of danger suddenly arose in his heart, and he hurriedly stopped himself before retreating madly towards the back.
Sure enough, a pair of eyes locked onto him. It was an Immortal Palace Tier elite that had descended from above to hunt "weaklings" like him. If Ling Han did not make a prompt decision to retreat, he would have been struck by the opponent's thunderous attack.
Meanwhile, the woman from before caught up, and stabbed her sword at the back of Ling Han's head.
Ling Han casually parried, and pretended to be locked in a stalemate with the opponent. Then, he led the battlefield and continuously moved around, continuing to search for familiar faces.
"Brother, let's join forces and kill him!"
Coincidentally, the person who had just warned Ling Han not to be too excessive actually charged over, holding a golden saber in his hand. Seven great dao patterns were already glowing, exuding a boundless murderous aura.
His face was filled with killing intent, and he slashed the saber at the woman.
"Despicable!" the woman scolded. She could only turn around and point a finger, and a Roc flew out, clashing with the golden saber.
Peng, the Roc crashed into the golden saber, and a blazing light instantly burst forth. Great dao patterns soared one after another, clashing fiercely, and then being destroyed.
Her figure trembled, and her four divided souls all appeared, activating her battle prowess to the extreme.
Ling Han was not in the mood to continue fighting, and led the battlefield to move.
This scene was slightly strange. He clearly had an advantage in numbers with the other person, and this person was not weaker than this woman, but it just happened that he was fleeing, and then the woman chased him, and his companion chased the woman.
"Brother, why are you running?" the person chasing behind the woman couldn't help but call out.
'F * ck, you idiot!'
Ling Han grumbled in his mind. The three of them were clearly acting strangely. If you didn't shout, it would be fine, but if you shouted, what if you attracted the attention of others?
It should be known that Ling Han had a natural halo of trouble, and usually, he would be provoked even if he did not cause trouble, what more now?
Sure enough, the gaze of an elite quickly swept over, and it was as sharp as a sword, causing a prickling sensation to rise up on Ling Han's skin.
This was an Immortal Palace Tier elite.
Ling Han gritted his teeth. This Immortal Palace Tier elite was obviously suspicious. Even if he did not suspect that he was a spy, he would think that he was timid, and wanted to desert.
What would happen to deserters on the battlefield?
There was a 99% chance that they would be blasted to death on the frontlines to warn others and raise morale.
Helpless, Ling Han could only turn around and start a battle with that woman.
That Immortal Palace Tier elite was still fighting fiercely, but a wisp of divine sense was hanging on his body. If Ling Han continued to be passive, he would probably kill Ling Han at all costs.
The woman from the Roc Palace was instantly at a disadvantage, and the situation was extremely dangerous.
"Haha, killing a Dividing Soul Tier elite will give you 10 contribution points," Ling Han's companion said, slightly excited.
It was clear that although these 10 contribution points were not high, they seemed to be quite valuable.
Moreover, that woman hated Ling Han to the core, and the focus of her attacks was always on Ling Han. It was as if she wanted to drag Ling Han down with her even if she had to die.
Ling Han was speechless. He had not even used one-ten-thousandth of his power. Even if he did not retaliate at all, his physique was not something that that woman could break. Why did she have to do this?
He could not say this clearly, and could only accept the battle listlessly. As long as that Immortal Palace Tier elite no longer paid attention to him, he would continue to find others.
But the situation of that woman from the Roc Palace was becoming more and more dire. She had already been struck by the golden saber a few times, and her whole body was riddled with wounds. Her aura was also beginning to become unstable.
"Brother, I won't be polite." There was a ferocious glint in Ling Han's companion's eyes, and he slashed his saber at that woman's neck. He was confident that this saber strike would cut off her head, and the power of Regulation would enter her body, and this enemy would die instantly.
He was the one who had delivered the fatal strike, so the credit naturally belonged to him.
That woman could no longer dodge, but she was also ruthless, and instead became one with her sword, speeding up and stabbing at Ling Han.
What kind of brain was this?
Ling Han shook his head, and stretched out his right hand, grabbing her neck. He then struck out with his left hand, and peng, he blasted the golden saber that was slashing at him from behind.
"Bro, Brother …" The woman from the Four Seas Palace stared at Ling Han in a daze, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.
How was this guy so powerful? Why had he been running all this while? It was obvious that he would be able to finish the battle in a single turn. Would he bear a grudge against him for stealing his credit?
Who on earth was he?
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