Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han’s fists were agitated, and the battle elephant punched out. There were twenty-one dragons roaring.

This battle is destined to take a very long time, so Ling Han is not eager to achieve, to make his most aggressive swordsmanship.

Xuanyuan Ziguang is also very calm, one palm and one style are in the middle of the law, not in a hurry, showing excellent martial arts cultivation.

From the current battle, everyone thinks that they have known each other for many years. Now they just talk about it, without any anger. But both parties know that this is where they are tempting each other.

Although they had handed two hands before, they simply exchanged a few tricks, and neither side made a card.

This was slamming, the anger of both of them came up, and the shots became very fierce.

Xuanyuan purple light palm if heavy axe, a palm of the hand is a mountain can be blasted, veins densely woven, the martial arts will fluctuate, it is beginning to take off. He took a shot and danced in a palm, and his power was amazing.

Ling Han is not too much to let, his accomplishments in boxing are not as good as swordsmanship, but he has also entered the level of twenty qi. In the realm, although he is weaker, but with the brute force brought by the Kowloon hegemony, the power is not lost at all.

boom! boom! boom!

The two are constantly confronting each other, and there is no cleverness. The fight is the power and understanding of the martial arts, that is, the quantity and quality of the qi.

This is a bayonet seeing red, who is weaker, who can only swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

But the two are worthy of being a genius in the world, but they are actually fighting for a split.

"These two are so powerful!"

“How many people in the younger generation can compare with them?”

"There are only a handful of monsters, such as the demon back to the night, Lang Yatian, Dong Linger."

"This generation of young people is really too strong to catch up with those days of glory."

The people watching the battle are saying a lot. The martial arts have entered a glorious flourishing age, and in the generation of Ling Han. It’s the best, the genius seems to have been overturned. Springs generally appear.

"Hey, you are not worthy to be with me!" Xuanyuan Ziguang said coldly, and then shot it again, but only a fire tiger, but it is huge, exudes an amazing atmosphere.

He combined the twenty-two qis into one, and he had the power to approach the awn.

Ling Han haha ​​smiled and said: "I have forgotten to thank you. I have taught me this trick." He also slammed a fist, a pale golden dragon appeared, as great as a mountain.

Look carefully, whether it is a fire tiger or a dragon elephant, the body is densely woven with veins, exudes amazing light.

Hey!

The fire tiger collided with the dragon elephant and blazed the glare of the eye. This is the collision of the martial arts will, turning into a shock wave of God. Let many of the flowering scenes tremble for it, and shake their hearts under the will of the two men.

The dragon elephant is more powerful, with a long nose, and it is actually a fire tiger. I lost it and went back to Xuanyuan Ziguang.

"How is it possible!" Xuanyuan purple light exclaimed, the same is a combination of gas. He is twenty-two! Obviously, it has an advantage in terms of quantity, and why it is not as good as Ling Han. Is it that he is weaker than Ling Han in the quality of Qi?

This is what he cannot accept.

He took another shot. This only resolved the cold cold, can not help but make his face ugly, this result is too unexpected.

"No!" Xuanyuan Ziguang immediately discovered that the other dragon's elephant was entangled with a very special vein pattern, which seemed to be wrapped in a godlike light. It was the vein pattern that made the dragon's combat power greatly improved.

After thinking about this, he immediately recovered his confidence. It is not that he is not as good at the quality of the gas, but that the other party has mastered a secret technique that can increase the power of the gas.

"My Xuanyuan purple light, will never be weaker than anyone!" He was full of enthusiasm, and he launched a storm.

Ling Han smiled lightly and said: "That will help you today!" He launched the eyes of the true vision, the opponent's subtle flaws are magnified in his eyes, he came out and stormed.

He is the body of the iron, but also cultivated the Kowloon hegemony. The body is not only tyrannical, but also brute force, the most suitable for close combat. This is to be directly bombarded by his iron fist, and the twenty breaths are coming out together. It is estimated that the infantry and the baby will not be able to withstand.

Xuanyuan Ziguang knows that he is tyrannical, and he will fight with him, and he will move with his feet and try to distance him.

In the eyes of Ling Han’s true vision, his flaws are constantly magnified, and every step is traceable, so that he can target in advance, calculate the other’s route, and constantly intercept Xuanyuan’s purple light, causing the other party’s A huge threat.

Xuanyuan purple roared again and again, he never played so suffocated, which made him crazy.

"You irritated me!" Xuanyuan purple light full of black hair fell into the air, thick eyebrows picked, actually turned over a long knife.

Hey, is he actually a knife?

Ling Han was amazed, watching Xuanyuan Ziguang has always been unarmed, he thought that the other party is best at the palm of the hand.

"Can force me to use the knife, you are not bad." Xuanyuan Ziguang proudly said, with a knife in hand, he immediately resumed calm, arrogant.

“What's the difference?” Ling Han smiled.

"You can experience it yourself!" Xuanyuan purple light smashed out, bang, twenty-nine knives smashed out, screaming toward Ling Han.

Twenty-nine!

Ling Han looked a glimpse, and quickly unveiled the ghost steps, let these swords pass.

Not only is the number amazing, but... This knife is at least a seven-order sword, and the knife is sharp and sharp, even if the body of the cold is equivalent to the sixth-order gold, it is hard to eat.

"Twenty-nine knives!"

"God, how come there are such enchanting guys!"

"I always thought that he was using the palm. I didn't expect it to be a knife, and the talent in the knife was so terrible!"

"I am afraid that the knife king of the knife is not as good as him?"

The crowd exclaimed, shocked by the strength and talent of Xuanyuan Ziguang, this young man is really deep enough to hide. Who can think that what he really is good at is knife?

Ling Han Guo broke the sword, Zi Yan Jian held in his hand, his right hand spurred, twenty-three swords flying.

"It is another enchanting!" The crowd exclaimed again.

Hey, the sword and the sword are constantly on the bang, turning into countless pieces of blasting. This time, Xuanyuan Ziguang will not fall into the wind, he has an absolute advantage in the amount of gas, and the blessing in the knife Underneath, the knife is sharper and more destructive.

"Knife and hell!" Xuanyuan purple light shouted, a knife, a twenty-nine knife gasification into one, composed of a thick and incomparable knife mans, smashed toward the cold.

Ling Han also smashed out a sword, and twenty-three swords and qi were combined, and the bones were blessed, and the knife was greeted. (To be continued.)