Chapter 551

A Good Romance

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"Third Elder, what's the point of talking nonsense with him? Kill him, and the Mystical Power will be ours!" Zhou Yu Cheng hooted from the side.

"That's true." Zhou De Yuan nodded, and strode towards Ling Han. The aura of the Deity Transformation Tier spread out. This was not only a deterrent to Ling Han, but also a deterrent to the others. His meaning was that this brat was his cup of tea, and they had better think twice before making a move.

Ling Han looked at the two members of the Zhou Clan, and his killing intent involuntarily boiled. Previously, because of Zhou De Yuan's attack, he had missed the opportunity to use the Earth Overturning Seal. If it were not for the fact that he still had one more chance, even if he tore Zhou De Yuan's body into a thousand pieces, so what?

Previously, he had not bothered to settle the score with them, and now that they had delivered themselves to his doorstep, what need was there for Ling Han to be polite?

He smiled calmly, and said, "As the saying goes, the bird that sticks out gets shot. The others did not move, and only you two idiots jumped out. If this is not seeking death, then what is?"

"Insolence! In front of the Third Elder, how dare you be so arrogant?" Zhou Yu Cheng pointed at him. If it were not for the fact that his cultivation level was inferior, he really wanted to charge over and tear Ling Han to shreds.

Zhou De Yuan's gaze was also dark. He stretched out his right hand, and multiple patterns intertwined, forming a brilliant light. He gave a cold humph, and grabbed out at Ling Han. Origin Power condensed, and turned into an even larger palm. It descended from the skies, and slapped down towards Ling Han.

It was incomparably swift and fierce, and its purpose was to take Ling Han's life.

Ling Han stood still, and waited until the large palm slapped down. Only then did he move. A flash of Sword Ray slashed out, and pu, this large palm was sliced into two, its brilliance completely dissipating.

"Ah!" Zhou De Yuan could not help but humph. Using his left hand to support his right hand, he saw that there was shockingly a wound on his right palm, and fresh blood was flowing out. Pa, pa, pa, the blood dripped onto the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

The blood of a martial artist in the Deity Transformation Tier was definitely a precious medicine. If it came across an unscrupulous alchemist, it could even be plucked and used as medicine.

Zhou De Yuan hurriedly used his Origin Power to stop the loss of blood, but he shockingly discovered that there was a terrifying sword intent circulating in the wound. The moment his Origin Power surged over, it was shattered, and actually sealed the wound innumerable times.

Blood was still flowing.

How could this be possible? How could this brat's battle prowess be so strong? One sword strike was enough to wound him so severely!

Zhou De Yuan could not believe it. A mere junior in the Spiritual Infant Tier had been slashed by him previously, and he had already lowered his head and admitted defeat, not even daring to show his anger. If Ling Han was really so strong, then what the hell was he supposed to endure?

"Third Elder!" Zhou Yu Cheng called out, a bit shakily. In his mind, the four grand elders of the clan should all be existences that could sweep through the world, so how could they possibly suffer a loss at the hands of a brat?

Zhou De Yuan was the source of his arrogance, and also the source of his confidence. Now that the Third Elder had actually been wounded by a single sword strike from Ling Han, it instantly made him want to retreat. He was afraid that there would be a chance.

"Old dog, you insist on seeking death, so I can only fulfill your wish!" Ling Han did not draw out the Revere Life Sword or the Demon Birth Sword. Just now, he had merely waved his fingers together, but had used the Mystical Power of the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven. It was precisely this Mystical Power that wreaked havoc in the other's wound, not allowing the other's wound to heal easily.

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhou De Yuan roared. He drew out his saber, and brandished it in a slash towards Ling Han.

Xiu, a flash of saber light slashed out. It was as long as a few dozen meters, and it turned into a furious dragon.

Ling Han also drew his sword. After all, the other was an existence in the peak stage of the Deity Transformation Tier. That previous strike could be said to have hit the other's carelessness, but it was indeed not to be underestimated. What he drew out was the Demon Birth Sword. To deal with someone like Zhou De Yuan, the Demon Birth Sword was enough.

If the Demon Birth Sword still had a Tool Spirit, it would definitely feel very wronged. 'I'm also a dignified Level Ten Spirit Tool, yet I'm actually going to be reduced to killing someone in the Deity Transformation Tier?'

Shua, Sword Ray shot out, but it was only about three meters long.

The power of Ray was determined by its length and thickness. The longer and thicker it was, the more terrifying its destructive power would be. Thus, when the Ray that Ling Han shot out was only three meters long, Zhou De Yuan's heart immediately calmed down, and Zhou Yu Cheng's confidence also recovered. He actually doubted his own ancestor; he really thought too highly of that brat.

Pu!

Sword Ray and Saber Ray collided. Pu, Saber Ray actually split into two right down the middle.

The two halves of Saber Ray still swept over according to their original trajectory, but they separately streaked past Ling Han's left and right sides. They didn't even need to give way. However, Sword Ray was like a peerless divine weapon, and continued to sweep towards Zhou De Yuan.

Zhou De Yuan was greatly shocked, and hurriedly leaped up to dodge. His face was filled with shock.

How could this be? In terms of quality, his Saber Ray was actually so much inferior to Ling Han's Sword Ray, and in a direct confrontation, it was completely destroyed by Ling Han's Sword Ray. It was really like a broken wooden sword coming into contact with a real sword — it would be destroyed upon contact.

He couldn't help but tremble slightly. Indeed, the thicker and longer Sword Ray was, the better it would be, and its destructive power would be greater. However, just like Sword Qi, Sword Ray also depended on two other factors: the martial artist's comprehension and the grade of the weapon used.

That sword …

Zhou De Yuan absolutely did not believe that Ling Han's comprehension of the way of the sword far surpassed his grasp of the way of the saber. Then, there was only one explanation. The grade of the Spirit Tool in Ling Han's hands was too high, causing the Sword Ray that was shot out to be incomparably swift and fierce. In terms of quality, not only did it make up for the gap of a major tier, it was also able to turn the tables and crush him.

"Haha, this is also mine!" He made up his mind, and thought that Ling Han had relied on the advantage of the Spirit Tool, and not because of his own strength … although Spirit Tools were also a part of one's strength.

He once again charged out, and used his movement technique. He wanted to use a dazzling speed to make Ling Han brandish his sword for nothing, and then he would kill Ling Han with another strike, and seize that treasured sword and Mystical Power.

Ling Han stood still, as if he couldn't catch sight of his figure at all.

Zhou De Yuan couldn't help but be overjoyed. In a flash, he had already appeared behind Ling Han, and suddenly slashed out with his saber, slashing towards Ling Han's neck.

'Die, die!'

Shua, the saber slashed out. Zhou De Yuan was delighted at first, but then he was greatly shocked. There was actually no trace of Ling Han in front of him!

Instantly, a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart. Sure enough, a voice rang out behind him, saying, "What, looking for me?" He was so shocked that even his anus tightened, and cold sweat instantly poured down his entire body like a waterfall. He hurriedly turned around, and brandished his saber in a slash.

Shua, the saber flashed, piercingly cold and eerie.

However, it missed again!

Could it be?

Just when Zhou De Yuan's heart and liver were about to split apart, a voice rang out behind him again. "I'm not going to play with you anymore."

No!

Zhou De Yuan was just about to shout, pu, he felt a chill on his back. He then felt the tip of a sword pierce through his chest, and his heart had already been pierced through. He was both furious and shocked. He was actually being played by Ling Han like a cat toying with a mouse, but a cold smirk appeared at the corners of his lips.

'You're too weak! A Deity Transformation Tier cultivator, how could he possibly die so easily when he has reached such a high level? His life force was too strong, so what if his heart exploded? He could use Origin Power to condense it, and then take a life-saving precious medicine, and he would still be able to live!

'But your sword pierced through my body, and I brandished my saber again, how are you going to dodge?'

Zhou De Yuan wanted to turn around and brandish his saber, but the Origin Power he immediately unleashed was like floodwater that had opened the floodgates. It actually poured out like a fountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't condense it. Pa, he didn't even have the strength to hold the saber. The treasured saber fell, and the tip of the saber smashed down, actually forcibly slicing off half of his right foot!

What was the difference between a Deity Transformation Tier cultivator who had lost the protection of Origin Power and a Body Refining Tier cultivator?

Cell phone reading was more refreshing!