A Good Romance
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This beast was brought by Ping Xinghai, so this person was naturally from Ping Xinghai as well.
The black-clothed man took four steps towards Ping Xing Hai, reaching out with his hand to grab Ling Han.
"Everyone, let's charge together! Charge through this door! The Empyrean's symbols and supreme secret arts are waiting for us!" Ling Han roared as he retreated.
The large hand pressed down, yet Ling Han hurriedly retreated, instantly causing a great many people to be enveloped by this strike.
No one was willing to be captured without a fight. In addition, the actions of the three fourth-step Empyreans had already aroused the anger of the crowd. Everyone stood together and was already mentally prepared to fight. Thus, when they saw the fourth-step Empyrean take the initiative to attack, someone immediately retaliated.
With this lead, it immediately caused a chain reaction, and more people made their moves.
Peng, peng, peng. A chaotic battle immediately broke out.
"Hmph, he really doesn't know what's good for him." The other two fourth-step experts looked at Ping Xinghai. This had definitely been arranged by that brat to throw the situation into chaos so that he could fish in troubled waters.
Otherwise, a first-step Heavenly Venerate wouldn't even be able to break through the aura field they had set up.
Even though the fourth-step cultivators had an overwhelming advantage, they didn't dare to start a massacre. After all, many of the people here had people who were on par with them or even surpassed them.
Now that the treasure had not appeared, it was really not worth offending those people.
Hence, the remaining two fourth-step Heavenly Venerables had their eyes on the Leveling Star Ocean. To catch bandits, one must first catch the ringleader. As long as they could take down the ringleader, the others would fall apart.
Swoosh! Swoosh! The two fourth-step experts attacked at the same time, grabbing at Ping Xinghai.
Ping Xinghai felt extremely wronged. Although he had organized a group of people to force the three powerhouses to abdicate, he didn't have the slightest intention of starting a fight. This was because he knew that even if everyone joined forces, it would be useless. It was impossible for them to defeat three fourth-step Empyreans.
But now, two Fourth Step powerhouses were attacking him at the same time, which made him feel "flattered."
How did things come to this?
Xiu, just at this moment, a figure passed through and leaped toward the revolving door of light.
"Hmph." Although the two fourth step experts had attacked Ping Xing Hai, there was no need for a grand fourth step expert to use his full strength against a third step expert. One of the fourth step experts stretched out his other hand and swatted at that figure with extreme disdain.
It was just one step.
However, he had miscalculated. In the face of this attack, the first-step Heavenly Venerate did not dodge. Instead, he clenched his fist and punched back.
"You're courting death," he said in his heart. Facing a four-step attack head-on, even if he didn't die, he would be heavily injured.
But in the next instant, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
That person actually withstood his blow.
Although he did not use his full power in this attack, he had reached the third step. Suppressing a mere first step was as easy as flipping his hand.
"Ling Han," Ping Xinghai immediately called out.
He didn't recognize Ling Han, but was there a second person who could compete with the power of three steps?
Got tricked.
He immediately realized that he had been tricked by Ling Han.
This guy had done so much with the intention of encouraging everyone to create an opportunity for him so that he could fish in troubled waters and enter the palace.
Damn it, damn it!
Ping Xinghai almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Three of his underlings had been killed by Ling Han just then, yet he was still cheering for Ling Han now, creating an opportunity for him? Just how stupid was he?
"Damn it!" The two fourth-step experts were enraged. They had made a single mistake and lost everything. They had not expected that Ling Han was the one who had really wanted to fish in troubled waters. Moreover, he had hidden his strength so well. A first-step Heavenly Venerate actually had the power of a third-step expert.
They glared at Ping Xinghai. He must be the real mastermind. Otherwise, why would he work so hard to "serve" Ling Han?
Bang!
The two attacks landed. Four steps had attacked together, so how could a three-step expert block it?
Ping Xinghai was instantly suppressed by a single blow.
Pfft!
Ping Xinghai finally spat out blood. He was filled with hatred. He just wanted Ling Han to appear in front of him so that he could eat Ling Han alive.
He had really been wronged by being a sucker.
Xiu, Ling Han had already rushed through the door of light. A strange force guided him, and he appeared on a plain. There were broken armor and corpses lying everywhere, exuding the aura of war.
A flag had been inserted into the ground. There was no pattern on it, only four words: "Never retreat."
Never retreat.
This was a bold statement, but when facing a strong enemy, how many people could never retreat? Moreover, retreat was also a kind of tactical strategy. Whether it was a duel between two people or a large-scale war, retreat was always a choice.
Before he finished thinking, he saw a dense black army appear in front of him.
There were a shocking number of them. There were millions of them, and the aura they exuded had reached the Heavenly Venerate level.
Even if they were all first-step Heavenly Venerates, under the pressure of millions of them, even a fourth-step Heavenly Venerate would have to retreat.
Never retreat? How was that possible?
Ling Han nodded. No wonder even the three fourth-step powerhouses had not passed this test. He reckoned that as long as he took a step back, he would have failed. But the problem was that millions of soldiers were charging over. Who could not retreat?
"Hahaha." Ling Han laughed loudly and took the initiative to attack.
Peng, he was like a lion in a flock of sheep, charging into the enemy's army. His fists shot out, instantly sending hundreds of powerful enemies flying.
In front of Ling Han, a first-step Heavenly Venerate was no match at all.
Peng, peng, peng, with one punch, powerful enemies exploded one after another, and the scene was unusually realistic. There was blood splattering, corpses falling everywhere, emitting a desolate atmosphere.
But Ling Han knew that all this was definitely an illusion. If a fifth-step Heavenly Venerate could really create such a large Heavenly Venerate army, then wouldn't the world be in chaos?
The White Tiger was in charge of killing, so the test here was killing intent.
Then he would kill to his heart's content.
Ling Han's black hair fluttered, and he began a massacre.
However, although his strength had reached the third step, there were too many Heavenly Venerates here, and he was still hit by a few attacks, causing him to vomit blood and break bones.
However, Ling Han circulated the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, maintaining his body's battle prowess. His hands clenched into fists, and he used the Furious Fist.
It was just right; he could use these countless Heavenly Venerates to temper his supreme fist intent.
He was the kind of person that the more pressure he was under, the more motivation he had. Every time he was injured, his motivation would increase by a fraction. Comprehension continued to surge in his mind.
Ling Han laughed loudly, only feeling that he was fighting to his heart's content and unspeakably delighted.
So what if he was injured? Which martial artist of his generation wouldn't be injured?
Time continued to pass. One year, ten years, a hundred years, but the battle never stopped. More and more armies appeared, wanting to annihilate Ling Han alive.
These enemies only had the aura of a Heavenly Venerate, and their strength was really limited. Otherwise, even Ling Han wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, not retreating even a step when facing millions of fifth-step Heavenly Venerates.
But this kind of battle seemed to never stop, and even the strongest person's willpower couldn't help but waver.
Yet Ling Han enjoyed it as if it were malt syrup. He treated this battle as the best way to temper his fist arts, completely forgetting the purpose of entering this place.
He pressed forward, not retreating even half a step.
Cell phone reading was more refreshing.
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