A Good Romance
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Peng, peng, peng, the fierce battle began. Lightning flashed, causing the others to retreat one after another. Only Hu Niu was still able to stand where she was. The waves of lightning surged past, but did not affect her in the slightest.
How could Zhao Chao Heng possibly dare to let Ling Han have three moves? If he did so, he would fall into an absolutely disadvantageous situation. Thus, he could not be bothered with the embarrassment of losing face. His fists rained down on that Dragon Elephant.
"Is this the Earth Dragon Sect's War Elephant Fist?" He was quite knowledgeable, and immediately recognized the War Elephant Fist.
This was not the Earth Dragon Sect's most powerful technique. There were many disciples who knew it, so it was not strange for Zhao Chaoheng to be able to recognize it.
Ling Han did not reply. Since they had already exchanged blows, defeating the other party was the most effective response.
Zhao Chao Heng harrumphed. Although he no longer dared to underestimate Ling Han, he was not afraid of Ling Han. Brandishing his fists, his combat prowess was not the slightest bit weak, allowing him to fight evenly with Ling Han.
His cultivation level was in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Infant Tier, and he had stayed in this cultivation level for a very, very long time, tempering his cultivation level to an incredibly pure level. Therefore, with the advantage of a great realm, he was not the slightest bit weaker than Ling Han.
But this made him even more speechless, because his battle prowess should definitely be at the peak of the Spiritual Infant Tier, but now, a Flower Blossom Tier cultivator was able to match him, which shocked him. It was practically inconceivable.
"Junior, are you a disciple of the Earth Dragon Sect?" he barked. If he was, then he just wanted to say a few words of courtesy. He didn't want to continue fighting. After all, the Earth Dragon Sect was even more powerful than a Deva level power. So what if Lee Yuan Myung was beaten up so badly?
"No," Ling Han said with a smile. "Guess again."
Guess your sister!
Zhao Chao Heng didn't waste any more words, only continuing to send out punches. He planned to stop the battle only after he had obtained an absolute advantage. This way, he wouldn't offend Ling Han, and he would also be able to preserve his face.
As for Li Yuanmingcao, it had nothing to do with him in the first place. It was already good enough that he was willing to help.
The two of them fought, and it was difficult to determine the victor.
Zhao Chao Heng wanted to end the battle quickly, so he immediately took out a long saber, the blade of which was densely covered with vein-like patterns. This was the Spirit Artifact that he had cultivated with his life. It was originally a rank seven Refined Weapon, but after dozens of years of nurturing, it had now been promoted to a Spirit Artifact.
This was a spirit weapon that he had nurtured himself. Even if the two spirit weapons were exactly the same, in his hands, this "Blue Thunder Saber" would be able to unleash even greater power.
It was very simple. It was most suitable for him.
Ling Han couldn't help but reveal a strange smile. "You really want to compete with me in spirit artifacts?"
With the saber in hand, Zhao Chao Heng's confidence soared. It was also a Level Seven Spirit Artifact, but this Green Thunder Saber of his could unleash 100%, or even 120% of its power. If he were to use a Spirit Weapon that didn't belong to him, he would only be able to display sixty to seventy percent of its power at most.
Ling Han's right hand shook, and the Demon Birth Sword was already unleashed. Weng, weng, weng, three vein-like patterns lit up, and instantly, a terrifying murderous aura circulated. This was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, and even if Ling Han couldn't unleash its full power, its level was there for all to see, so how could it be inferior to a Level Seven Spirit Tool?
"What Spirit Tool is this?" Zhao Chao Heng's expression changed in shock. As a descendant of a Heaven Tier clan, his judgment naturally wouldn't be bad, and he instantly saw the extraordinariness of the Demon Birth Sword.
"Do you still want to fight?" Ling Han shook the sword, and said with a smile, "Perhaps, that saber of yours will be cut in half by me!"
Zhao Chao Heng immediately looked hesitant.
If Ling Han was only a normal Flower Blossom Tier cultivator, then even if he wielded a Level Ten Spirit Tool, he wouldn't be afraid, because he wouldn't even be touched by the latter's sword. However, Ling Han's battle prowess was enough to match his, and that would be troublesome.
The Blue Thunder Saber was a treasured saber that he had nurtured for several tens of years. Even if it was only a small scratch, his heart would ache.
"No more fighting …" He decided that safety was the first priority. After all, he didn't have any deep friendship with Li Yuan Ming. However, after some thought, he still said, "Young man, Li Yuan Ming is a descendant of the Li Clan, and the ancestor of the Li Clan is even a Heaven Tier cultivator. It's best that you don't go overboard."
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "I won't go overboard. I only want to kill him."
Zhao Chao Heng's expression stiffened. If this wasn't going overboard, then what was? However, he had already done what he could and should have done, so there was absolutely no reason for him to fight to the death with Ling Han for the sake of Li Yuan Ming. After all, he wasn't his brother-in-law.
Li Yuan Ming was forced to retreat continuously, and suddenly turned around to run. He didn't want to die at all.
Ling Han didn't chase after him, and merely drew out the Sunset Bow and nocked an arrow. Xiu, the sharp arrow shot out, carrying lightning and instantly accelerating to the extreme. Pu, it shot into Li Yuan Ming's heart from the back, and with a pu, it shot out again, stabbing into the hard mountain rock.
Li Yuan Ming staggered a few more steps before collapsing onto the ground with a loud bang. Fresh blood seeped out, forming a pool of blood under his body. His face was filled with regret. There wasn't any mortal enmity between the two of them, and he was merely blocking the way.
If he hadn't been so rude and unreasonable, and then used his identity as a member of the Li Clan to try and take Ling Han's life, would there be such an outcome?
However, it was useless no matter how much he regretted it. His eyes were wide open in unwillingness, but there was no longer any anger.
Ling Han walked over and put away the sharp arrow. This was forged from Level Seven rare metal, and if one arrow had to be used up for each shot, probably only the wealth of a Shattering Void Tier elite would be able to support it.
Zhao Chao Heng looked at Ling Han's back, and suddenly said, "Young man, how should I address you?"
Ling Han turned around to look at him, and said, "Ling Han."
"Ling Han." Zhao Chao Heng nodded, and said, "I will remember this name. Young man, you are indeed very strong. Even if I have cultivated for a few dozen more years than you, and am a whole tier higher than you in terms of cultivation level, I can only fight you to a draw. However, there are really too many geniuses in this generation. My Zhao Clan has a super genius named Zi Yuan. He is only twenty-three years old this year, and is already in the second layer of the Spiritual Infant Tier. His battle prowess is even stronger than mine. "
Ling Han broke into a smile, and said, "If there's a chance, I can spar with him."
Zhao Chao Heng nodded, and at the same time, felt incredibly rueful. His talent and strength could be ranked among the top in any period of ten thousand years, but this era ushered in a super flourishing age of Martial Art, as if it was about to release all the accumulation of ten thousand years. Not only did the strength of the entire Martial Art industry see a great increase, the younger generation also welcomed the blossoming of a hundred flowers. Geniuses from all walks of life appeared frequently, and they easily trampled on the older generation.
He was born at the wrong time; how good would it be if he could be born fifty years later.
Ling Han continued to advance. Hu Niu held his hand, and ate snacks as she did so. Meanwhile, Rabbit followed on the other side. It had already felt a great pressure, and the power of lightning was becoming more and more terrifying.
"We're almost there!" Ling Han looked ahead, and revealed an expression of joy. The Heaven Cloud Purple Lightning was just ahead, and after fusing with it, he would be able to cultivate a true body of lightning.
Ahead, a crowd appeared, and there was also a gigantic pool of lightning.
It was more refreshing to read on a mobile phone.
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