A Good Romance
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"I'll beat you up!"
Ling Han held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand was ever-changing. Sometimes it was a palm, sometimes it was a fist, sometimes it was a wave of his hand, and sometimes it was a lightning spear.
He had already walked his own path. Martial Art was not limited to the form, but moved according to the heart.
Zhang Tianyan, on the other hand, was suffering unspeakably. Ling Han's attacks seemed to be disorderly and disorderly, yet they were strangely powerful. It was as if he had the upper hand in terms of strength, yet he was at a disadvantage when it came to fighting, which he couldn't understand.
However, he was an eighth Firmament Immortal King after all. When he saw Ling Han's calm face glow, as though an immortal spirit was about to walk out of his body, he could not help but blurt out, "You found your own path!"
He clearly knew that if he wanted to become an Empyrean, the most basic and most important step was to forge his own path.
Every Celestial Master was unique. Even if there were three Celestial Masters under Lin Luo's tutelage, the final step was not taken by oneself. A master could only play the role of a guide, but could not make the younger generation follow in their footsteps.
For a moment, he was extremely jealous.
Although walking one's own path didn't necessarily mean that one would become an Empyrean, the most critical step had already been taken and the greatest obstacle to breaking through to the Empyrean Realm had been swept away.
Such a person actually came to the Cemetery of Immortal Kings?
"You're courting death," he said coldly. His heart was filled with jealousy, and he wanted nothing more than to immediately kill Ling Han.
"You're courting death by running over here, and you even injured my wife! Even tearing you apart won't be enough to quell my hatred!" roared Ling Han. His sword flashed with boundless light. He no longer held back, and he pushed his combat strength to its peak.
Zhang Tianyan didn't believe that Ling Han's battle prowess could be maintained at such a high level. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable.
Thus, he did not retreat even half a step, and continued to clash head-on with Ling Han. He wanted to blast Ling Han out of his current state as soon as possible. At that time, he would harvest Ling Han's head, and then capture the Empress. His gains would be astonishing.
Of course, opportunities were accompanied by dangers.
Right now, the greatest opportunity was right in front of him, so wasn't it normal to be in danger?
Weng, he activated his trump card.
Psychic blast
This was too annoying. Even if Ling Han was prepared, it was useless. He only felt a pain in his head as he was hit.
"I have no choice but to admit that you're very powerful and incomparably monstrous, but in the end, you're still too inexperienced. Your low realm is a weakness that you can't change." Zhang Tianyan seized the opportunity to attack. How rich was his battle experience? Once he found an opening, he would fiercely attack and kill his opponent in one breath.
Ling Han sneered and slashed out with his sword.
"What?!" Zhang Tianyan turned pale with fright. In his opinion, under the influence of his spiritual attack, even if Ling Han's Divine Soul was not injured, he would still be stagnant for half a breath's time, which was enough for him to kill him.
This sword strike was far beyond his expectations.
He quickly tapped his feet, wanting to dodge the attack, but it was already too late.
Pu, blood splattered.
Zhang Tianyan quickly retreated a hundred zhang. His empty left arm had been cut off from the shoulder, and only fresh blood was gushing out.
"Good, good, good!" he said through gritted teeth. He hadn't thought that he, the hunter, would instead fall for the prey's trap and be cheated of his experience.
"I said I'd kill you!" Ling Han leaped out and slashed again.
He would indeed still be affected by the spiritual attack, but now it only caused him a stab of pain. It was as if his physical body had been cut by a sword. It would hurt, but with a strong will, he could completely endure it.
Zhang Tianyan used the spiritual attack again, and his hands turned into fists, similarly attacking endlessly.
Ling Han felt his mind boil, and was extremely uncomfortable under the spiritual attack, but the more it was like this, the more violent his fighting spirit became. He chased after Zhang Tianyan and slashed fiercely, determined to kill this opponent.
Zhang Tianyan didn't have such a strong fighting spirit. Although his spiritual attack caused considerable damage to Ling Han, he himself was also pushed close by Ling Han. Even if the Divine Demon Sword didn't directly strike him, the sharp Sword Qi was still enough to make him suffer.
What was more important was that his left arm was cut off directly by the Divine Demon Sword. Endless murderous aura also entered his body through the wound, and was currently wreaking havoc.
The might of a Celestial Tool couldn't be underestimated, not to mention that the might of the Divine Demon Sword far surpassed that of a Celestial Tool.
Zhang Tianyan was an eighth heaven Celestial King, yes, but he couldn't possibly withstand the destructive power of the Divine Demon Sword.
If he had time to sit down and heal, he could still force the murderous aura of the Divine Demon Sword out of his body bit by bit, but now that he was entangled by Ling Han, where would he have the time?
This was exchanging injury for injury.
Ling Han's mind was continuously attacked, and blood seeped out of his seven apertures, but he attacked endlessly. His fighting spirit soared, and he also created a huge problem for Zhang Tianyan. Sword Qi rampaged, and he was also riddled with wounds.
The injuries of the two were different, but the destructive power was about the same. It was just who could hold on first.
Zhang Tianyan very soon showed the intention to retreat. He was afraid that even if he could kill Ling Han, he would be too heavily injured, and die together with Ling Han.
He was greedy, but when he reached the height of the eighth heaven, he naturally could control his greed. Gritting his teeth, he turned and ran.
He definitely couldn't take down Ling Han by himself, not to mention that the Empress' battle prowess couldn't be underestimated.
'Go, find a helper, and come back to suppress these two people. In any case, there are two Celestial Tools, enough to split.'
"Did I say you can leave?" How could Ling Han let him escape? Regulations of Space spread out, and instantly turned the space into layers like a swamp.
"If I want to leave, how can you stop me?" Zhang Tianyan laughed wildly. If an eighth heaven Celestial King wanted to escape wholeheartedly, even a ninth heaven Celestial King would find it very difficult to stop him, what more a mere fifth heaven.
"Not only will I stop you, I'll even kill you!" Ling Han used Regulations of Space on himself, passing through layers of space, and began to pursue Zhang Tianyan.
Zhang Tianyan supported himself with Regulations. He stood at the height of the eighth heaven, and in terms of Regulations alone, he naturally crushed Ling Han.
Peng, peng, peng, he forcibly broke through the spatial barrier, his speed almost unaffected.
However, almost did not mean everything. Ling Han's speed was astonishingly fast in the first place. Zhang Tianyan was only slightly hindered, and Ling Han had already caught up. His Divine Demon Sword slashed out, unstoppable.
"Damn it!" Zhang Tianyan had no choice but to turn around and continue to exchange blows with Ling Han.
They were still exchanging blows, and the two's injuries became more and more serious. One was from the inside to the outside, and the other from the outside to the inside.
At this stage, it was actually a contest of willpower. Whoever's willpower was stronger would be able to stand to the end.
Ling Han was struck by a punch, and Zhang Tianyan was also struck by the lightning of water and wood. Both of them spat out blood without end.
However, in the next instant, the two of them began to exchange blows again.
Peng, peng, peng. The two of them continuously spat out blood, their injuries becoming more and more serious.
Zhang Tianyan discovered that his fighting spirit was becoming weaker and weaker, but on the contrary, not only did Ling Han's battle prowess not weaken, but it was instead increasing.
This greatly shocked Zhang Tianyan. This kind of guy who became stronger as he recovered was really too hard to deal with, especially in a situation where they were evenly matched. The more you fought, the weaker you became, but the more the other fought, the stronger he became. It was like cheating, so how could he still play?
"I said I'd kill you!" Ling Han's fighting spirit soared to the skies, and the Will of Martial Art surged, unstoppable.
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