Chapter 732

"Third ancestor, what kind of nonsense do you have with him? Kill him, the magic power is ours!" Zhou Yucheng yelled at the side.

"It's true!" Zhou Deyuan nodded and strode toward Ling Han. The breath of the spirit state was unfolded. It was a deterrent to both Ling Han and others. He meant that this boy is my dish. You should think about it before you start.

Ling Han looked at the Zhou family and couldn't help but get angry. Because of Zhou Deyuan's action, he had missed the cover. If there was not another chance, he would have broken Zhou Deyuan's body?

I didn't care to settle accounts with them before, but now I sent him to the door. Do you still need to be polite?

With a faint smile, he said: "the so-called gun shot the first bird, others did not move, you two silly birds jumped out, this is not looking for death, what is it?"

"Wanton, in front of the three ancestors, there is still a place for you to be arrogant?" Zhou Yucheng halberd pointed to the way, if not better than the realm, he really want to rush up and tear Ling Han.

Zhou Deyuan's eyes were gloomy, his right hand protruded, and veins interweaved to form a bright light. He snorted coldly and grasped Linghan. Yuan Li condensed into a bigger palm and fell from the sky and patted Ling him.

The purpose is to take Ling Han's life.

Ling Han stood still. When the big hand fell, he did not move. A sword was drawn out. Puff, the big hand was split into two, and the brilliance disappeared.

"Ah Zhou Deyuan couldn't help humming, holding his right hand with his left hand. He saw a hole in his right palm. The blood was spilling over and splashing, and the blood dropped to the ground, shaking the earth.

The blood of the martial arts in the spirit transforming realm is definitely a precious medicine. It can even be used as medicine in the face of an unscrupulous Dan master.

Zhou Deyuan quickly blocked the loss of blood with Yuanli, but he was shocked to find that there was a terrible circulation of sword meaning in the wound. As soon as his Yuanli gushed past, it was smashed and countless seals were made on the wound.

Blood is still flowing.

How can this be possible? The boy's fighting power is so strong that he is hurt so badly with one sword?

Zhou Deyuan couldn't believe it. He had cut him a knife before. He recognized him. He didn't even dare to show his anger. If he was so strong, would he still bear his fart?

"Three ancestors!" In his mind, the four ancestors of the family should be able to sweep the world. How could they suffer from a boy?

Zhou Deyuan is not only his arrogance, but also his confidence. Now that the third ancestor was hurt by a sword of the other party, he immediately let him play the retreat drum. He was afraid that there was an accident.

"Old dog, if you want to die, I have to help you!" Ling Han didn't sacrifice the life sparing sword or the demon born sword. Just now he just pointed and waved it. However, he used the magic power of thundering for nine days. It was this magic power that ravaged each other's wounds and prevented them from healing easily.

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Deyuan roared, he offered a knife, danced to Linghan.

Whew, a knife light out, full of more than ten Zhang long, turned into an angry dragon.

Ling Han also made a sword. After all, the other side was the peak of Huashen state. He hit the other side carelessly before, but it can't be underestimated. What he sacrificed was the magic sword, which was enough to deal with people like Zhou Deyuan.

-- if there is a magic sword, there will be a lot of grievances. I think I'm also a ten level spirit weapon, and I'm going to be reduced to the level of killing God?

Brush, sword, only Zhang Xu long.

The power of the awn is determined by its length and coarseness. The longer and thicker the awn is, the more terrifying its lethality is. Therefore, when he saw that Ling Han's awn was only one Zhang long, Zhou Deyuan was immediately convinced, and Zhou Yucheng was also confident. He even doubted his ancestor. He really looked up to that boy.

Poof!

The awn of the sword and the awn of the sword hit each other. Puff, the awn of the sword broke into two from the middle!

Two pieces of knife awn or according to the original track swept over, but from the left and right sides of Ling Han, even let is not let. However, the sword was like a magic weapon, which continued to sweep away Zhou Deyuan.

Zhou Deyuan was shocked, and then he jumped up and dodged. His face was covered with horror.

How could it be that the quality of his sword was worse than that of Ling Han's. in the direct confrontation, he was destroyed by the opponent's sword. It was like a rotten wooden sword meeting a real sword, and it was destroyed when it was touched.

He couldn't help shaking. The coarser and longer the awn, the more lethal. However, just like the sword spirit, the strength of the sword also depends on two other points: the understanding of the warrior and the level of the weapon used.

That sword!

Zhou Deyuan does not believe that Ling Han's understanding of Kendo is far beyond his mastery of the Dao. There is only one explanation. The spirit weapon in the opponent's hand is too high in the level, which leads to the sharp sword. In terms of quality, it not only makes up for the gap of a big realm, but also can crush him in turn.

"It's the same, old man!" He decided that Ling Han was relying on the benefit of spiritual tools, not his own strength, although the spirit is also a part of strength.He killed him again and started his body method. He wanted to let Ling Han wave his sword with dazzling speed. He killed Ling Han with another blow and seized the sword and magic power.

Ling Han stood still, as if he could not catch his figure.

Zhou Deyuan couldn't help but be overjoyed. He had already appeared behind Ling Han in his body. He suddenly cut it out with a knife and cut it to Ling Han's neck.

Die, die!

Brush, a knife cut, Zhou Deyuan first is a joy, and then surprised, there is no shadow of Ling Han in front of him!

His heart suddenly filled with a strong sense of uneasiness, sure enough, he sounded a voice behind him, way: "how, looking for me?" He was so frightened that the chrysanthemums were all tightened up. He was sweating like a waterfall in an instant. He quickly turned around and chopped it out with a knife.

Brush, knife light pan moving, cold and cold.

But it's gone again!

Is it?

When Zhou Deyuan's heart and liver were shocked and cracked, a voice came from behind: "I don't want to play with you."

No!

Zhou Deyuan just wanted to shout, poof, but when his vest was cold, he saw a sword tip coming out of his chest, which had already burst his heart. He was angry and frightened, and was actually Ling Han as a cat playing with a mouse, but his mouth showed a sneer.

You also underestimate a man's transformation of God. How could he die so easily when he reached such a high level? His life vitality is too strong, how about heart burst, he can use Yuan Li to condense, and then take the life-saving medicine, still can live!

But if you pass through my body with one sword, I'll wave it again. How can you hide?

Zhou Deyuan wanted to return to the sword, but he immediately exerted his yuan power. It was like a flood that had opened the floodgate. It was like a flood that let out a flood. He couldn't cohere. PA, he didn't even have the strength to hold the knife. When the sword fell, the tip of the knife fell, it was like cutting off half of his right foot!

What is the difference between the state of transforming God and the state of refining body?

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