A Good Romance
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"F * ck …" From the Three Lives Corpse Casket came Rong Huan Xuan's cursing.
He was really unlucky. First, he was possessed by the god-level Asura Demon Emperor, and now he encountered a monster that obtained the memories of a god. Moreover, Ling Han was very likely related to the ancient times.
Yan Tian Zhao didn't pay any attention to him. In his eyes, Rong Huan Xuan was naturally a minor character among minor characters, not worth mentioning at all. He looked at Ling Han and said, "My sincerity is enough, right? Ling Han, how about this, I don't need you to give me that key, but I want to enter the Sagittarius Palace Hall with you and take something from inside."
Seeing Ling Han frown, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, this thing is absolutely useless to you …" He paused, then said, "I can also kill the brat in the coffin for you. Other people can't do anything to the Three Lives Corpse Casket, but it's useless against me. I can drag him out …"
"F * ck …" Rong Huan Xuan cursed again. If it was someone else who said this, he would naturally scoff, but Yan Tian Zhao possessed the memories of a god, which was equivalent to a reincarnated god, so he might have a way to deal with the Three Lives Corpse Casket.
Ling Han, however, cracked a smile, and said, "No!"
"Why?" Yan Tian Zhao was practically driven mad. He had already made enough concessions, but Ling Han still refused him.
Ling Han said, "The brat in the coffin … I can't kill him now, but in a few years, I'll be able to drag him out and kill him. Keeping him as a reminder is good as well. As for that key … hehe, it's obviously mine, so why should I give it to you? Moreover, even a god is so concerned about it, tsk tsk tsk, then all the more I can't miss it! "
"You …" Yan Tian Zhao was furious, and instantly leapt up, charging towards Ling Han.
Since the negotiation had failed, then they could only fight to the death.
"Then you know the terrifying battle prowess of my Peacock Race," Yan Tian Zhao said with a cold snort. As he waved his hands, they actually transformed into wings that were three hundred meters long. They were densely woven with vein-like patterns, and they shone with resplendent light. They were incomparably terrifying.
Ling Han used the Mysterious Three Thousand. He did not need to accumulate enough power. Every time, he only needed to send out a hundred or so sword lights. He shattered the wings that Yan Tian Zhao had sent flying towards him, turning them into shattered feathers that filled the sky. Then, they immediately turned into vein-like patterns that quickly dimmed and returned to the world.
"Die! Die! Die!" Yan Tian Zhao's expression became incomparably evil. As his figure rapidly spun, it was as if his entire person had turned into a gigantic peacock. His feathers fluttered, and his killing intent filled the sky.
Ling Han was fearless and only used the Mysterious Three Thousand. Hundreds of sword lights soared into the sky, which was enough to resist.
"Damn it, I am no longer a peacock after all, and am unable to unleash the Wisdom King Secret Technique to its fullest!" Yan Tian Zhao roared angrily, but the madness in his eyes did not diminish. Instead, it increased. "Give me my key!"
Hong, his entire body actually blazed with green flames, distorting the space.
Ling Han immediately felt a hint of dizziness. 'There's poison …' he thought. He hurriedly took out a Golden Flower of the Stone and swallowed it, then headed towards Hu Niu. Thankfully, the little girl was far away, and was not engulfed by the flames.
However, after taking a Golden Flower of the Stone, Ling Han only felt that his dizziness was somewhat under control, but it still did not improve. Obviously, the Golden Flower of the Stone was unable to cure this fire poison, and could only be put aside for now.
Hiss, what kind of poison was this? Even the Golden Flower of the Stone that was said to be able to cure all poisons couldn't do anything to it!
However, Ling Han's fighting spirit did not diminish, but instead rose. He gripped the Demon Birth Sword, and said, "Yan Tian Zhao, take a strike from me!" Hong, the Thunder Battle Armor activated, forming a barrier that isolated the green flames.
At this moment, the Corpse Soldiers were no longer of much use. They had been heavily wounded by Ling Han's Mysterious Three Thousand and Yan Tian Zhao's green flames, so their threat could be completely ignored. Thus, Ling Han only needed to focus on dealing with Yan Tian Zhao.
With a flick of his sword, he once again activated the Mysterious Three Thousand. Instantly, a thousand flashes of Sword Light surged, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Yan Tian Zhao hurriedly spread out his green wings and wrapped them around himself. The Sword Light attacked, filling the sky with the radiance of vein-like patterns, bombarding his figure into continuously retreating.
The Sword Light was being destroyed, and the wings in front of him that were protecting him were also being destroyed. When the Sword Light had been reduced to two hundred flashes, the green wings were also completely shattered. Pu, pu, pu, pu, the Sword Light wreaked havoc, and instantly, fresh blood sprayed wildly.
Ling Han was secretly shocked. This guy really could not be underestimated. If he had not pushed his Sword Qi from seven flashes to nine flashes, even the Mysterious Three Thousand would not have been able to break through the opponent's defense.
Yan Tian Zhao roared furiously as he spat out blood. This time, his injuries were quite severe.
But at this crucial moment, peng, the Three Lives Corpse Casket opened, and Rong Huan Xuan rushed out, slashing at Yan Tian Zhao with his saber. This was the moment when Yan Tian Zhao was at his weakest, and how could he have imagined that Rong Huan Xuan would actually attack him? Instantly, he was hit.
Pu, green blood splattered, and he was actually cut in half at the waist, cut into two halves.
"You actually attacked me?" Yan Tian Zhao's face was filled with disbelief.
"Nonsense, you said yourself that you could drag me out of the Three Lives Corpse Casket, so if I don't kill you, who else would I kill?" Rong Huan Xuan sneered. In comparison, at least he still had the ability to protect himself in front of Ling Han, and even if he could not obtain the treasures in the Twelve Heaven Mystery Realms, he would not suffer any loss. It was not his in the first place, so he naturally did not feel any pain.
Yan Tian Zhao was gloomy. He did not think that the ants in his eyes would actually heavily injure him one after the other. However, would he die so easily? Both halves of his body actually moved. One began to run with its two legs, while the other supported itself with its two hands. Then, the two halves of his upper body used its two arms to leap, overlapping with his lower body as if they could be glued together.
"When the mystery realm opens, I will definitely stop you, and you!" He first said to Ling Han, then pointed at the Three Lives Corpse Casket. "The next time, I will definitely turn you into a corpse!"
After saying so, he broke into a run. Hong, two green wings of light actually grew out from his back, and with a flap, he instantly broke through the air.
He didn't even die?
Ling Han stood with his sword in his hand. Yan Tian Zhao could completely be seen as the reincarnation of an ancient god, possessing a shocking amount of secret arts. He actually did not die after being cut in half; next time, would he have to blow up his heart or head?
"Ling Han, don't be too proud. I will go get a gold-armored corpse, and next time, I will definitely take your life!" Rong Huan Xuan also threw down some pleasantries, obviously wanting to slip away.
"I know, I know, go," Ling Han said impatiently.
"You!" Rong Huan Xuan snorted. He was extremely displeased with Ling Han's attitude, as if he was an insignificant nobody. He swore that he would definitely make Ling Han regret it.
Hong, the Three Lives Corpse Casket slid, and Rong Huan Xuan also swaggered off.
Ling Han, however, sank into deep thought.
Yan Tian Zhao's situation, could he be considered the reincarnation of a god from his previous life, or was he still himself? On the other hand, what kind of situation did he belong to? Was it only the memories of his previous life that had been transferred onto this current body?
This made him somewhat at a loss.
"Ling Han …" Hu Niu leapt over and pulled Ling Han's hand, instantly causing Ling Han to smile, driving away the bewilderment in his heart.
He was himself. He was neither the Alchemy Emperor of his previous life, nor the useless youth of this life, but a body that combined the two. He had both advantages and disadvantages, a living person.
This was already enough.
"Come, let's go back," Ling Han said with a smile.
"En …" Hu Niu nodded forcefully.
Cell phone reading was more refreshing.
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