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Chapter 310

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A Good Romance

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Luo Ji Feng was very shocked, because Ling Han could actually revive a Level Ten Spirit Tool. Although it was only a little, it was already shocking enough. However, he also thought that if even Ling Han could revive a Level Ten Spirit Tool, then what about him?

If this Demon Birth Sword fell into his hands, it would definitely be able to unleash an even stronger power.

A Level Ten Spirit Tool!

"Hahahaha, this treasured tool, this old man will take it!" He laughed loudly, and stretched out a large hand to grab at Ling Han. A black cloud spread out, and skulls floated out from within, as if the gates of hell had opened, and countless dead spirits walked out.

Ling Han suddenly came to a realization, and said, "So you're someone from the Thousand Corpse Sect, no wonder I kept having a familiar feeling …"

"What?" Luo Ji Feng was greatly shocked. "How could you possibly know of our sect's existence?"

"Nonsense, you used the Thousand Corpse Sect's secret technique right in front of me, and if I still couldn't recognize it, then what would I need these eyes for?" Ling Han scoffed.

Luo Ji Feng was extremely gloomy. The Thousand Corpse Sect had already disappeared for several tens of thousands of years, and in the last ten thousand years, the Martial Art Sect even suffered a huge blow, causing a gap in their inheritance. In this era, there shouldn't be anyone who could recognize the Thousand Corpse Sect's secret technique, so how could a random youngster recognize it at a glance?

"Brat, you seem to be hiding many secrets …" His eyes soon shone with a strange light. A seventeen-year-old Earth Grade alchemist with the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier — this couldn't be described with the word miracle anymore. Later, he took out a Level Ten Spirit Tool, and even recognized the Thousand Corpse Sect's secret technique at a glance — there was definitely a huge secret hidden.

His heart thumped wildly. If he could take down Ling Han, it might be the greatest opportunity of his life.

"Don't have such a sweet dream, it's impossible …" Ling Han shook his head.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"Nonsense, you're almost drooling, isn't it obvious what you're thinking?" Ling Han sneered.

Of course, it was impossible for Luo Ji Feng to lose his composure to the extent of drooling. He gave a humph. At this moment, the surroundings had already been completely enveloped by his black aura, and numerous skulls surged about. This filled him with confidence.

"Kid, once I capture you, not only will I obtain all of your fortuitous encounters, I'll also torture you in every possible way. I can guarantee you that you will suffer a fate worse than death! "

Ling Han snorted, and scoffed, "You damned eunuch without a dick between your legs, no wonder you raised a catamite and cultivated the evil arts of the Thousand Corpse Sect. With so many corpses on your body, your manhood is naturally rotten, and you can only sell your ass."

"You, you, you …" It was as if Luo Ji Feng's heart had been heavily punched by someone. Even the skin on his face became twisted, and he suddenly let out a furious roar that sounded like the wail of a ghost. Instantly, innumerable skulls appeared and pounced towards Ling Han.

This was his greatest pain. As a man, he had no manhood, and now that it was exposed by Ling Han in front of him, he was instantly infuriated.

"Damn old dog, I still haven't settled this debt with you. You almost blinded me …" Ling Han gave a long howl, and the Demon Birth Sword appeared, unleashing the Mysterious Three Thousand.

Hong, seven hundred sword flashes moved in unison. Under the control of the Demon Birth Sword, each flash of sword light actually transformed into a black-armored warrior formed from Demon Qi, attacking Luo Ji Feng.

"F * * * …" Ling Han was instantly stunned. Every black-armored warrior was in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and seven hundred black-armored warriors attacking together … what kind of concept was that?

Even he had not thought that the combination of the Mysterious Three Thousand and the Demon Birth Sword could actually unleash such a terrifying might. Of course, this was also because with the power boost from the Black Tower, his power had soared to the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier.

He had even purposely withdrawn a hundred sword lights in order to spare Luo Ji Feng's life, lest he killed him without being able to interrogate him for information. Who would have thought that this might was so great that it was practically nature-defying?

Hong, seven hundred black-armored warriors surged past. Not only was the Corpse Qi that filled the air dispersed, all the skulls shattered, and Luo Ji Feng also died without a complete corpse. There was not even the slightest fragment left behind.

Luo Ji Feng might not be able to withstand a mere black-armored warrior in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, what more when he was attacked by seven hundred such beings at the same time?

"Ai …" Ling Han sighed. This was great, he directly killed the person, and the trail was cut off. He changed his mind. "Go look for that attendant …"

He quickly returned and arrived at Luo Ji Feng's courtyard. With a single move, he captured that attendant, knocked him unconscious, and stored him into the Black Tower. Then, he, too, flashed into the Black Tower, and began to interrogate him.

"I was forced, I was forced …" That attendant was scared half to death, and was filled with confusion and fear towards the space within the Black Tower.

No matter how Ling Han asked, the attendant did not know anything. He was only adopted by Luo Ji Feng after he came to town. At first, he thought that he had met a great benefactor, but in the end, he was also very disgusted. Thus, he used violence to torment Luo Ji Feng every time, but it only made that old dog feel even better.

Ling Han could only knock the attendant unconscious again, and then throw him out of the Black Tower.

This trail had not been cut off, because Cheng Fei Jun was still alive.

He asked the attendant to invite Cheng Fei Jun to Luo Ji Feng's courtyard. In order to make the latter commit the crime, he carelessly stuffed an alchemical pill into the attendant's mouth, deceiving him that it was poison. If he did not take the antidote within three days, he would die from the poison.

That attendant did not suspect anything at all, because Luo Ji Feng had not returned all this while, making him feel that it was extremely likely that he had been killed by Ling Han. When he thought that even such a terrifying character like Luo Ji Feng had been dealt with by Ling Han, how could he still dare to resist?

Not long after, there was a sound from the courtyard's main door, and the sound of two footsteps entered.

"How come it's you?" When Cheng Fei Jun saw Ling Han, he could not help but reveal an extremely shocked expression. Here, there was no one that he could not accept as much as Ling Han.

Ling Han humphed, and said, "I am the Disciplinary Elder, why are you not kneeling upon seeing me?"

Cheng Fei Jun was startled by his bluff. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately revealed a ferocious glint, and said, "You are deceiving me, Lord Luo!" He exclaimed.

"How troublesome!" Ling Han moved, knocking him unconscious with a palm, and then turned his gaze towards that attendant.

"I'll do it myself," the attendant said hurriedly, knocking against the wall, and fainting with a dong.

He really had a clear mind.

Ling Han could not help but laugh in spite of himself, and stored the two of them into the Black Tower at the same time.

He returned to the inn, and once again entered the Black Tower, beginning to interrogate Cheng Fei Jun.

"Ling Han, how dare you. Even if you are an Earth Grade alchemist, privately detaining another alchemist is still a heavy crime!" Cheng Fei Jun shouted fiercely once he woke up.

"Since when has even the remnants of the Thousand Corpse Sect become so arrogant?" Ling Han shook his head.

"What nonsense are you spouting, who is the remnant of the Thousand Corpse Sect?" Cheng Fei Jun's expression changed, but he countered with a question, "Less nonsense, quickly let me go!"

"You entered my space, and still want to leave?" Ling Han smiled faintly, and his figure floated into the air. With a casual wave, a large mountain rose from the ground, evolving the changes of heaven and earth.

Pu!

Cheng Fei Jun instantly spluttered, his eyes staring blankly as if he had become an idiot.

"This is an illusion, this is an illusion …" he muttered, his whole body trembling.

Pa!

Ling Han slapped him, and Cheng Fei Jun immediately cried out in pain. This was definitely not an illusion!

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