Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Everyone is not optimistic about Ling Han, although his punch is very fierce, but only one layer of Shentai can be killed. Unlike the fast sword Yang Qi, he is famous. He does not know how many gods have fallen in his hands. .

"Yang Qi, kill him!"

"Don't let us down!"

In the stands, there were fierce people who shouted loudly. They spent a Yuanjing, just want to see the **** battle.

Yang Qi was unmoved, just staring at Ling Han, said: "You are very strong and qualified to let me fight hard."

"Oh, then, are you qualified to let me do my best?" Ling Han smiled. To be honest, he really hopes that someone in the Gods can let him go all out. He has a kind of height everywhere, life. Lonely feeling like snow.

"Look at the sword!" Yang Qi shot, brush, his hands do not know when there is a sword, the blade is as thin as a flap, the wrist is moving, the tip of the sword has appeared in the left shoulder of Ling Han, it is amazingly amazing .

"It's too fast, it's a quick sword, Yang Qi!"

"When it is over, Han Lin will also be defeated by a sword."

Everyone shouted, but Yang Qi was actually the left shoulder of Ling Han instead of the heart, which made many people disappointed.

Ling Han smiled slightly, and the right hand grabbed it, and the other's wing sword appeared in his hand.

Yang Qi’s face changed greatly, and his sword was coming to this. How did the other party catch it? He quickly slashed his sword and confidently used the sharpness of the snow-winged sword to cut the hand of Ling Han into scars.

But he immediately discovered that the snow-winged sword seemed to have rooted in the hands of Ling Han, but it was not moving.

Ling Han slowly raised his left fist.

Obviously. He is going to punch in, and Yang Qi sees it clearly. If he is to abandon the sword, he should be able to avoid this punch. But as a swordsman, people are in the sword, and the sword is dead!

He did not abandon the sword, but only used his sword.

It is a pity that although he is a six-layer repair of the Shentai, but the power is still not strong and powerful, how can not pull out the sword. His eyes glanced, simply pushing the sword forward, and nailing the left shoulder of Ling Han.

But this is also a luxury.

Yang Qi is a master of kendo after all. With a big bang, the sword tip actually provoked seven swords and went to Ling Han.

How close are you to hiding?

Ling Han showed a smile, did not hide at all, just slightly tilted his head, did not let Jianqi hit his eyes. Brushing the brush, the seven swords are sturdy, but he has been repaired into a tin body. The body is comparable to the same-order caster material, and the seven swords have been stroked and even a scar has not been left behind.

puff!

Seeing this scene, everyone is sprayed out. What a horrible defense?

Sword. It consists of the strength of the martial art itself, the understanding of the kendo and the three links of the carrier. Yang Qi is the sixth floor of the Shentai, and the power naturally needs to be said, certainly tyrannical. And he can repair seven swords, and the understanding of the kendo is naturally not bad. Finally, his snow wing sword is a fifth-order sword. Absolutely not weak.

But this did not break through a hole in Ling Han's face!

"I rub, is this still human?"

"Is this guy's cheeks made of Zhenjin? How can it be such a sword?"

"This kind of defense is desperate!"

"Who can win such a defense?"

The audience outside the stadium were exclaimed, and some people even held their faces in their hands, revealing a completely unbelievable expression.

But not everyone is like this, like Yang Junyi, Luyang, Zhu Xuer, Yu Kunlun are showing a militant expression, such an opponent is worth a fight. They are all self-confident, and believe that they are absolutely invincible in the same battle.

Ling Han punched, squatting on the face of Yang Qi, suddenly stunned Yang Qizhen. The other party did not kill him, so he also showed his mercy.

"Han Linsheng!" the referee announced.

After defeating Yang Qi, although Ling Han failed to accumulate ten wins, but the time has reached an hour, he naturally obtained the qualification to enter the next round.

He went down to the stage and returned to the field. He could clearly sense that several pairs of real eyes were on him, making him faintly painful. This is not on the sacred, but on the spiritual level. The war of Yang Junyi and others is too strong.

Ling Han is just a faint smile. Who else in Shentai can threaten him? Unless it is the Sword Emperor and the Tianfeng Goddess reappear and return to the Divine Realm, there may be a qualification for World War I.

After all, he can be enchanting, the sword emperor can also, Tian Jianzong is a large ancient, and more connected with the realm. Only seven people in the past life have entered the heavens and humanities, showing how enchanting they are.

On the third day, Ling Han did not appear in the Big Colosseum. He didn't need to know which strong players in his opponents, and watched their tricks. In short, who appeared in front of him, punched and flew. can.

Another day passed and the rematch began.

A total of forty-nine people entered the semi-finals, so there will be fifteen people in the first round, and they will automatically enter the second round, while the remaining thirty-four will decide for one of the seventeen qualifying places.

However, it is not unfair to decide who is in the air, but the Jiang family to make a choice. This is of course unfair, but whoever is the contest they have held has the right to interpret.

Therefore, the first people on the list of new and old tyrants such as Yu Kunlun, Yang Junyi, Cao Tianyi, etc. are all suspenseful. The young geniuses such as Ling Han and Lu Yang are also apparently optimistic about Jiang’s enthusiasm. They brushed off in the first round.

Unfortunately, Jiang has only one key, otherwise the woman who is suitable for marriage is quite a lot.

In the first round of the war, the 32-person roster also appeared. Although only men can participate in the contest, it is only necessary to look at this list, which is definitely more powerful than this Tianjiao list.

The top ten of several generations, plus the super enchanting like Ling Han, and one person has attracted the attention of everyone, but no one knows that he looks like a man.

Because he wore a mask, but his body was slightly thinner, he was significantly shorter than the average person.

His name is Zhang San, which is obviously a pseudonym.

Ling Han glanced at it, and he was sure that the other side was the repair of the nine layers of Shentai. There was a vague smell of disgust.

The second round of fighting began, Ling Han ranked in the seventh appearance, his opponent is the white sword king Shen Zhongcheng.

The first few battles ended very quickly, because the competition side arranges the strong to weaken as much as possible, and Ling Han to Shen Zhongcheng, is the absolute advantage of Ling Han, or is it absolutely inferior?

Ling Han Shangyu, nodded to Shen Zhongcheng, he still has a good impression on this swordsman.

"Please!" Shen Zhongcheng said abruptly, he had seen Ling Han shot before, knowing that Ling Han is very powerful.

Ling Han clenched his fist and said: "Please!"

Shen Zhongcheng pulled the sword, hey, a sword light skyrocketed, and in an instant more than seven swords, sweeping toward the cold.

Ling Han is simple and rude, and the front is welcoming.

Hey, just a series of seven punches, even the boxing gas did not work, Shen Zhongcheng's long sword was hit by him and lost. (To be continued.)