A Good Romance
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"Focus on fighting, don't force me to complain," Ling Han shouted. 10,000 Techniques Return to One only needed the time of one or two breaths, and could still be activated no matter how short the time was. However, the accumulated power was small, and the power was also small.
Lu Yuan Ji flew out, and the wooden sword swept past. A thick and long Sword Ray streaked past, exuding a terrifying radiance.
Ling Han also gave a long howl, and raised his sword in a counterattack. 10,000 Techniques Return to One was unleashed, and twenty-nine flashes of Sword Qi condensed into a false Ray. Under the activation of 10,000 Techniques Return to One, this strike could even cut through the defenses of a Deity Transformation Tier cultivator.
After all, it was a Level Ten Spirit Tool.
Hong!
False Ray and true Ray collided, and endless light burst forth, filling the entire cave.
When the light disappeared, both Ling Han and Lu Yuan Ji could be seen to be riddled with wounds. Obviously, neither of them had gained the upper hand in this exchange.
However, Ling Han's physique was really too strong, and the injuries he suffered were actually much lighter. Moreover, he cultivated the Indestructible Heaven Scroll, and his injuries were recovering at an extremely fast rate.
Lu Yuan Ji sheathed his sword, and said, "I can't defeat you."
Ling Han nodded, and said, "It's very difficult for me to defeat you." Now, the Three Styles of Black Origin was not his trump card, but three Mystical Powers. If he drew out the Sunset Bow, or even used sharp arrows forged from Level Eight rare metal, and used the power of the three Mystical Powers, the power would naturally rise to a whole new level.
Lu Yuan Ji turned and left, not taking another look at that Thunder Lotus, appearing to be extremely free and at ease.
This person was extremely strange, but he was able to take things on and let them go. However, he was too focused on the sword, and was somewhat insensitive to human emotions. His emotional intelligence was really too low, so he couldn't be considered a bad person.
The world was indeed big, with countless capable people and countless geniuses. This Lu Yuan Ji had never been heard of, yet he suddenly appeared.
Pa, pa, pa, Lu Yuan Ji had just left when the sound of footsteps was heard again.
There was no end to it.
Ling Han hurriedly ran to the side of the Lightning Pool and plucked that Lightning Lotus. This wasn't a real Godly medicine, and was merely a special form formed by the power of lightning. It was a kind of metamorphosis, so even if it was planted in the Black Tower, it would be useless. It was impossible for a second stalk to grow.
The Lightning Spirit hadn't been successfully nurtured, so it naturally couldn't be considered a true living being, and didn't have any consciousness to speak of. Added with the fact that the Pool of Lightning had already dried up, Ling Han easily plucked the Lightning Lotus and stored it into the Black Tower.
There was no hurry to refine it now.
The sound of footsteps could be heard. This time, five people returned, one man and four women. The man was extremely handsome, while the four women were beautiful. However, they were too flirtatious. Every movement, every smile, every frown, seemed to be seductive.
The man's gaze swept across, and when he saw the empty Lightning Pool, a cold expression appeared on his face as he shouted, "Was it you who took the Heaven Cloud Purple Thunder?"
Ling Han did not answer. Instead, he turned around and looked at the wall full of portraits.
"How dare you, my young master is asking you a question, and you dare not to answer?" a woman snorted.
"Ugly woman, you dare to be fierce to Niu's Ling Han!" Hu Niu flew into a rage and glared at the other, killing intent soaring.
"Bite, bite her to death!" the rabbit shouted from the side, as if wanting to see the world in chaos.
However, Hu Niu curled her lips, and said, "She's too smelly, Niu can't bear to eat her!"
"Then why did you bite Uncle Rabbit so happily?" The rabbit was infuriated.
"Rabbit meat is fragrant, delicious!" Hu Niu's eyes lit up.
"You two!" The woman who shouted earlier was furious. This man and rabbit actually dared to ignore her … wait, a rabbit could actually speak?
The man appeared to be impatient, and said, "This young master is Ximen Jun, the heir of the Wind Moon Sect. Hurry up and hand over the Heaven Cloud Purple Thunder, or else this young master will definitely kill you without mercy."
Wind Moon Sect
Ling Han couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Is the Wind Moon Sect very awesome?"
"Hmph, my young master is the fourth disciple of the Wind Moon Sect's sect master, and has already advanced into the Spiritual Infant Tier at the mere age of thirty-four. With such cultivation, even in the middle state, he can be classified as a top-notch genius!" the second woman praised.
This obviously made Ximen Jun very happy, and he proudly crossed his arms in front of his chest, putting on a posture that said 'I'm awesome, come and worship me.'
Ling Han said, "Come, the sect master of the Wind Moon Sect not only lost a son, but also lost a disciple. This kind of evil and despicable sect, one day I'll sweep it clean."
"Wh, what?" Ximen Jun couldn't help but be shocked, and took a few more glances at Ling Han. "Could it be that Junior Brother Hu was killed by you?"
"Correct answer!" Ling Han clapped his hands.
Ximen Jun instantly laughed loudly, and said, "The heavens are really helping me! Master has already issued an order, and whoever can capture or kill the murderer that killed Junior Brother Hu will pass on the position of sect master!"
"Today, this young master will not only obtain the Heaven Cloud Purple Thunder, but also become the Young Sect Master of the Wind Moon Sect!"
He was too happy. This was really double happiness, what amazing luck.
"Congratulations, Young Sect Master!"
"No, it should be congratulations, Young Sect Master!"
"Congratulations, Young Sect Master!"
The four girls all said joyfully, and all pounced on him to offer fragrant kisses. Ximen Jun didn't refuse any of them, and his hands even groped all over the four girls' bodies. If it weren't for the fact that there was still Ling Han who hadn't been dealt with yet, they believed that they wouldn't mind having a go first.
Ling Han covered Hu Niu's eyes, and killing intent appeared on his face as he said, "Truly a group of adulterous men and women. If I don't kill, I can't clean up the world, and the bright blue sky is about to be covered by filth."
He didn't say another word, and with a flash of lightning on his body, he charged over.
"How dare you!" The four girls pounced at the same time, counterattacking towards Ling Han.
Ling Han brandished his sword, and as the Demon Birth Sword danced, who could be a match for it? Pu, pu, pu, pu, four heads flew into the sky, and the four headless bodies also waved their hands and feet, blood madly spurting from their severed necks.
"No!" Ximen Jun roared angrily. Though he didn't lack beauties, these four girls were his favorites. Not only were their looks top-notch, but they were also flirtatious to the bone. Their Martial Art level wasn't low, either, and they could often fight on his behalf, saving him a lot of trouble.
"You deserve to die!" He glared at Ling Han, his eyes almost spitting fire.
"Die your sister!" Ling Han charged over again, lightning flashing on his body, his speed astonishingly fast.
Ximen Jun could only parry based on his intuition. Two short hammers appeared in his hands, and they were pitch-black. There was a circular pattern on the hammers, and they emitted a terrifying aura, obviously extremely unusual.
Peng!
However, although he blocked Ling Han's sword, he couldn't disperse that terrifying power at all. His whole body was instantly blasted away by the sword. Peng, he crashed into the cave wall, and the shock caused his whole body to spit out a mist of blood.
One had to know that this cave wall had been tempered by a Shattering Void Tier elite, so how could it not be hard?
Ximen Jun revealed a shocked expression. He was in the Spiritual Infant Tier, but he actually wasn't a match for a single strike from Ling Han. How was this possible?
"Nothing is impossible. You're just a frog at the bottom of a well, so how would you know what level the elites in this world can reach?" Ling Han waved his sword again. The disciples of the Wind Moon Sect were all shameless and lowly people, and every single one of them deserved to die.
Pu, Ximen Jun's head also flew into the sky.
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