Chapter 4664

The battle is over.

However, everyone is looking at Ling Han, the eyes that call a sad.

Isn't it?

You can easily knock down this young man in black. Why don't you do it earlier? They were all eliminated.

Ling Han faint smile, he and these people have no friendship, why let them hold their thighs?

What's more, it's personal to beat the opponent, not team points. Should Ling Han beat the opponent half to death, and then let these teammates pick up a head?

This is a competition!

Ling Han strode away, and now the flag has not appeared. Otherwise, as long as he gets the flag, he can sit and wait for others to come and send the scores one by one.

He is not in a hurry. Now most people should be hiding, waiting for the flag to appear and seize it for three days.

This is the best chance to win for those who are not strong enough.

Because the glory of the flag goes straight to the sky and can be seen everywhere. If the target is too obvious and appears too early, the chaos caused by it will be too terrible and lose the significance of the game.

Therefore, the flag will appear in the morning of the third day, and there will be more than half a day's fighting time.

Ling Han walks and walks. If he meets someone, he will hit him. If he doesn't, he will be regarded as a tour of mountains and rivers.

Time flies, two days flies.

On the third day, the sun rose, and at the same time, a dazzling light rose from the mountains, straight into the sky, no matter where in the mountains, you can see clearly.

Ling Han a smile, toward the light and go.

In the past two days, he has not knocked down many people, only eight, not as good as the young man in black before.

Even though the competition is over, if it's the end of Hei Ling's competition.

However, it doesn't matter how many people are knocked down. Those who win the flag will surely win.

This determines that many strong people will come to fight for the flag.

If you get the flag, you'll be sure. Otherwise, how do you know if the weaker people beat down more weak chickens?

Whew, whew, in the mountains and forests, even the weak people can't help but go to the flag.

Maybe you can pick a bargain when others lose both sides?

How fast is the speed of the martial arts at the fairway level?

After a while, Ling Han came to the place where the light came from, and he was not the first one to come here. There were already seven people fighting to fight for a big flag, which was Zhang Xu long, with its face flapping in the wind, hunting and dancing.

Ling Han strode away. When he approached the battle group, he saw that the seven men in the scuffle stopped together, and then bombarded him.

This strike, neat and uniform, with incomparable tacit understanding.

If we join hands temporarily, we can't cooperate so well.

Therefore, these seven people are playing fake games. They make people careless and think they can pick a cheap one, but they are successful.

All of a sudden, seven of them joined hands, all of which are the strength of casting tripod. Although the strongest one is only three tripods, I believe that even six tripods and even seven tripods will be hit.

These seven people show joy at the same time. If they only react to it now, they must be hit.

Bang!

Seven attacks fell, but the joy on their faces suddenly disappeared.

What about the people?

Among the seven, there is no shadow of Ling Han.

"Are you looking for me?" Ling Han's faint voice rang on the edge.

"You Seven people are shocked and scared. How did Ling Han escape from the siege?

"Because I am strong!" Ling Han laughs and launches an attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Even if he only played the power of six tripods, but his fighting consciousness was holy. It was not easy to defeat a few of the most powerful three tripod warriors?

Three or two moves, Ling Han beat all seven people down.

He twisted his neck and looked to the woods on his left: "when else do you want to see it?"

A young man came out of the woods, straight as a gun.

"Zhang Hanjun?" Asked the young man.

"I am." Ling Han nodded.

The young man grinned: "I am Mo Taiping!"

Mo Taiping!

The man with the highest accomplishments in the contest.

Ling Han certainly won't take it to heart. For him, this kind of competition is just a walk through, and it's not challenging.

"Now the flag is in my hand. Do you want it?" Ling Han pulled up the flag on the ground, danced a circle in his hand, and then held it in both hands, which could be used as a gun and a stick.

Mo Taiping stares at Ling Han: "if you have not earned enough points, I advise you to hand in the flag. Otherwise, if you are knocked down by me, you will not be able to enter the top five."

Ling Han smile: "eh, how did you rob my words?"Mo Taiping showed a look of pride: "here, no one can beat me!"

Good confidence.

However, he is seven cauldrons. How many people in the world can reach such a height?

"I have a nickname, miracle maker." Ling Han said, "if you don't believe in evil, don't blame me for being beaten and crying."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Mo Taiping laughed, and then became more and more serious, "that's the end of your journey."

Whew, he moved and killed Ling Han.

It's fast. It's seven tripods.

Ling cold has the final say. Even if this guy is strong enough to turn against the sky, he can also upgrade himself to the right place. Anyway, it is "eating spirit body". He has no idea what the state is.

He made the flag into a stick and smashed it in front of Mo Taiping.

The stick is a long weapon, one minute long and one strong. It condenses the power of six cauldrons. It is absolutely more terrible than the crushing of a mountain.

The power of this weapon has already begun. Even Mo Taiping did not dare to accept it, so he jumped into hiding.

After dodging this blow, he will fight back, but Ling Han sweeps over again. With the momentum of the last one, he not only has more strength, but also has faster attack speed.

Mo Taiping's counterattack suddenly stopped and had to dodge again.

However, when he tried to attack again, he was hit by another stick.

Shit!

Mo Taiping scolded in the heart, but can only flash again.

For more than ten moves in a row, he was completely suppressed. Ling Han's stick was perfectly connected. Each stick could borrow the power of the previous one to enhance the power of attack, and give full play to the weight and ferocity of long weapons.

If he can crush Ling Han in strength, then he can knock hard, but the problem is that he is just "higher" than Ling Han.

It made him depressed and mad.

Even if the opponent is higher than one or two small realms, he is not so subdued. He can find a chance to win in the process of being suppressed, or even directly suppress the opponent.

Hiss, is this opponent better than him in martial arts talent?

Mo Taiping flashed this idea in his mind and shook his head in a hurry.

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