A Good Romance
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Ling Han was not afraid of the might of a Spiritual Infant Tier elite, but if he was struck by the will of a Spiritual Infant Tier Martial Art, it would be equivalent to smashing an egg against a rock — he would only be smashed to pieces.
Thus, when the decree swept towards him, he could only retreat.
"Run, run, where can you run to?" Feng Yan smirked coldly, waving the decree as he chased after him. As he danced, the might of a Spiritual Infant Tier elite became more and more terrifying. Even a Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite was sweating profusely, not to mention the others, who had long since become soft mud.
Ling Han's figure dashed as he pondered for a countermeasure.
If he drew out the Demon Birth Sword, even if he could not activate the will of a Martial Art on the sword, he would be able to block the will of a Spiritual Infant Tier Martial Art with mere Level Ten forging materials. More importantly, if he used it in public, how much attention would he attract?
If he was all alone, then it didn't matter. At worst, he could just run and continue to mingle in another place.
But now, his roots were in Rain Country, in Da Yuan City, in Gray Cloud Town. He could leave, but what about Ling Dongxing, and what about his other relatives? The Ling Family had already suffered a great calamity, and how could Ling Han bear to bring another calamity to the Ling Family because of him?
No, the Demon Birth Sword definitely could not be used!
"Hahahaha, under the decree of a Spiritual Infant Tier elite, how long do you plan to run?" Feng Yan laughed loudly. His master had given him a decree, so he would have no fear even if he were to face the current Rain Emperor, what more a mere Gushing Spring Tier.
"Obediently accept your death, don't even think about getting lucky!"
Ling Han used "Shadow Wind Movement Technique", which was also a Black Grade high level martial arts technique. Since he had broken through to Gushing Spring Tier, the Yellow Grade martial arts technique from before was naturally discarded, and switched for a higher level Black Grade martial arts technique.
Feng Yan could not catch up.
He had been taught a Black Grade High Level Saber Technique, and he hadn't been able to fully grasp it even after more than a month, so where would he have the time to learn other martial arts techniques? Ling Han was different. He had used all of these in his previous life, and even if he hadn't, with his comprehension of Martial Art at the Heaven Tier, it would still be easy for him to learn them.
"Don't run!" Feng Yan was furious, but there was nothing he could do to Ling Han. The other was as nimble as a loach, incredibly slippery, and he could not hit him at all.
However, Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Once the decree is activated, the Will of Martial Art within it will dissipate. Now that you're activating it like this, you're speeding up the speed of its dissipation. How long can you last?"
When it came to understanding the secrets of Martial Art, who could compare to him, a former Celestial Being?
"How did you know?" As expected, Feng Yan was greatly shocked. This was also what his master had told him. Dharmic decrees could not be compared to Spirit Tools. They were only slightly more durable than Spirit Talismans, but there was still a limit.
"You don't have to worry about that." Ling Han's sword danced, and he shot out a few flashes of Sword Qi. Only defending and not attacking was not his style.
Feng Yan did not use his saber, either. He waved the decree, and the Will of Martial Art within it was enough to destroy the Sword Qi. However, he was getting more and more anxious in his heart. If this went on, he would really exhaust the decree until it became a piece of scrap paper.
He was an extremely arrogant person in the first place, and a fierce light immediately appeared in his eyes. With a twist of his body, "pa," the decree slapped onto the head of a person. The Will of Martial Art swept over, and that person's head instantly exploded.
That pitiful person had already been suppressed by the might of a Spiritual Infant Tier warrior, and could only lie on the ground, trembling. There was no way for him to dodge, and he could only watch helplessly as misfortune befell him.
"Feng Yan!" Everyone roared in fury. What was this guy planning to do?
"Ling Han, if you dare to dodge again, I will kill everyone here," Feng Yan said coldly, his killing intent boiling.
When these words were spoken, everyone was both shocked and enraged. Those who could attend the wedding today were all people with status in the Imperial City, and there were even a few Spiritual Pedestal Tier elites among them! Yet Feng Yan actually dared to use their lives as a threat? This was practically demented!
"Feng Yan, you've gone too far!" a great many people shouted fiercely.
"This is between you and Ling Han, what does it have to do with us?"
"Don't make us look down on you!"
Yet Feng Yan acted as if he had not heard them, and said coldly, "A bunch of trash, so what if I kill all of them? Who can do anything to me? If I use my full strength, it's not that I cannot kill Ling Han, but that it would force me to reveal my trump card. This is not what I want! Since I can use an easier method to kill him, why should I waste so much effort?"
Everyone became even more furious, and began to scold him one after another. However, there was one thing that Feng Yan had not said wrongly. He could act recklessly, and kill whenever he wanted to, but no one dared to do anything to him, because Feng Yan was a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect!
Whoever dared to touch a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect … at most, they would be expelled from Rain Country.
"Ling Han, why don't you just obediently accept your death? Could it be that you want so many people to die with you?" Feng Yan laughed loudly, his expression arrogant, as if he was a cat toying with a mouse. As the decree danced in the air, another dozen or so people were smashed into pieces by him.
This guy indeed still had trump cards, such as the Mirror Light Body. He had not used it, and this also allowed Ling Han to confirm that this kind of physique was activated on its own. A physique that was activated on its own would definitely need to expend physical strength, Origin Power, or soul power, and there would be a limit to this, and it could not be maintained forever.
On the other hand, Ling Han's Body of Rock Cliff was passive, and did not need to be activated for it to have an effect. However, even if it was actively activated, it would not be able to increase the strength of his physique.
Furthermore, Ling Han believed that Feng Yan should have some other secret. Otherwise, he would not have been able to fight to a draw with the Eldest Imperial Prince, and would not have been able to be taken in as a disciple by the Spiritual Infant Tier.
"Don't make me underestimate you!" Ling Han only said this. He naturally would not wait for death.
"Underestimate me!" Feng Yan laughed loudly, and proudly said, "What right do you have to underestimate me? You do know that I am … hehe, for now, let's keep this a secret. You want to die a heroic death in battle? Impossible! I just want you to die a useless death! "
His thoughts changed, and he said, "Everyone, if you want to live, that's fine, but you have to do something for me. Capture Ling Han! I'll give you the time of three breaths, and if Ling Han has not knelt in front of me by then, I will have no choice but to draw out my decree and kill all of you!"
So vicious!
"Don't doubt my determination. Don't you forget my identity!" he said coldly.
Everyone's hearts trembled. Feng Yan was not a normal disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, but rather the personal disciple of a Grand Elder. Previously, he had openly opposed the Eldest Imperial Prince, and now, he was even brazenly killing people without the slightest scruple.
Feng Yan could do whatever he wanted, but who could do anything to him?
Thinking this way, Feng Yan's threat was like a knife pressed against their necks, causing them to tremble in fear.
Ling Han did not say anything, and was only looking for a chance.
"I've given you a chance. If you want to live, then grab hold of it!" Feng Yan said with a smile as he put away the decree. Toying with everyone in the palm of his hand, this feeling of being high above made him feel very good.
It was at this moment that Ling Han shot out like a sharp arrow, and instantly appeared in front of Feng Yan. Taking advantage of the gap when Feng Yan put away the decree, he moved as fast as lightning, and his long sword struck onto Feng Yan's wrist.
Pa, the decree instantly flew out of his hand.
It was more refreshing to read on a mobile phone.
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