Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

4048  Shameless

"Ah!" Xu Luo instantly grabbed his head and screamed in agony.

No matter how prodigious you were, so what? In front of the barrage of murderous aura, you could only grab your head and groan, unless your cultivation level was a level higher than Ling Han.

Unfortunately, Xu Luo was only in the Core Formation Tier.

Ling Han took advantage of the opening to attack, and used the God Slaying Technique. Though this was created by a Saint, it could completely be called the Pseudo-Emperor Technique. Furthermore, at the level of the Core Formation Tier, neither of them could unleash the full might of the Saint Technique or the Imperial Technique, and it was completely up to who had the deeper grasp.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

Ling Han seized this opportunity to attack Xu Luo madly, and Xu Luo was sent flying. However, the Battle Armor he was wearing was truly powerful. It had the effect of absorbing a portion of the power of the attack. Thus, he wasn't defeated by Ling Han in a single wave.

"You really have a lot of rare treasures on you!" Xu Luo finally steadied himself. He looked coldly at Ling Han, his killing intent overflowing.

Originally, he had only wanted to defeat Ling Han and obtain the inheritance of Divine Rain Venerate. However, Ling Han had beaten him so horribly in public, causing him to lose all face. Naturally, his baleful killing intent was aroused.

Of course, unleashing killing intent was one matter, and being able to do it was another matter. Even if his battle prowess overwhelmed Ling Han's, the Nine Mountains Venerate was standing right below him, so how could he possibly kill him?

Ling Han shook his head, "Frog at the bottom of a well."

Xu Luo was enraged. This person actually dared to insult him?

"Die!"

He charged over, his hands scissoring, and that pair of golden shears shot towards him again.

This was made up of pure energy, but it was imbued with high-level energy. Furthermore, it was amplified by the Battle Armor, so its destructive power was extremely terrifying.

Ling Han was completely unafraid, and raised his fist to face it head-on.

Peng, peng, peng!

In terms of battle prowess, he was now two Heavens weaker than Xu Luo, but when he used his Eye Technique, he could completely see through the weak points in Xu Luo's attacks. He could avoid the strong and aim for the weak points. Even if he only used his strongest attack occasionally, with the Primal Chaos Celestial Core's ability to dispel attacks, what did he have to fear?

However, after battling for a long time, both their battle prowess dropped by a significant amount.

It could not be helped. Whether it was the Imperial Technique or the Saint Technique, how could they be channelled continuously?

But after only an instant, Ling Han's battle prowess became stronger again. This God Slaying Technique could no longer be used. How could it be that he could not use the Heavenly Brilliance Technique? Could he not use the Demonic Monkey Fist?

He had mastered more than one Imperial Technique.

Everyone was watching in a daze, stunned by Ling Han's battle prowess, and elites such as Nine Mountains Venerate knew what he was doing. They could clearly see that Ling Han had not used some rare treasure, and was clearly using his own might.

Thus, Xu Luo had already lost.

This was a being that possessed the battle prowess of one of the top 10 in Core Formation Tier on the Galaxy Network. Even he couldn't do anything to Ling Han, so who else could?

Was it the Imperial Son or the Imperial Daughter?

Perhaps this was possible, but aside from Luo Wuding, was there still an Imperial Son and Imperial Daughter present?

Unfortunately, Luo Wuding had long since become a Venerate Tier elite. How could he bring himself to personally deal with Ling Han?

"Enough!" A Venerate Tier elite moved, and grabbed Xu Luo back. There was no point in continuing the stalemate like this. At least, they would have to fight for a few days and nights. When the mystical power of both sides were almost exhausted, the one with the stronger reserves would be able to win.

How could a mighty Venerate Tier cultivator have so much free time to watch two Core Formation Tier cultivators fight for a few days?

"Let go of me! I'm about to win!" Xu Luo roared. He was unwilling to give up.

The large black dog snickered, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Next, is there anyone else?"

No one answered. Everyone understood. At present, aside from the Imperial Clan, who else could defeat Ling Han at the same cultivation level? Even those at the same cultivation level could not, what more those at the same minor cultivation level.

The large black dog called out again, and couldn't help but look regretful. He hadn't scammed too many people out of their bets.

The Nine Mountains Venerate smiled, and said, "Since no one is challenging, I'm going to bring Ling Han back."

The Nine Mountains Venerate glared at him, "What is it? Does your Flood Dragon Race still have prodigies that want to make a move?"

"Dragon Race, it's Dragon Race!" Dragon Seventh Venerate hurriedly corrected, then thought for a moment, "He Shun, you do it."

"Me?" A middle-aged man replied, appearing very surprised.

The Nine Mountains Venerate was enraged, and said, "Dragon Seventh, do you still have any shame? This person is in the True Self Tier!"

"Hehe, at that time, the True Self Tier also entered into the Mystery Realm; they just had a narrow miss." Dragon Seventh Venerate said smilingly, "Furthermore, He Shun is only in the early stage of the True Self Tier, and his age is similar to Ling Han's, so it can be considered a fair battle."

"Fair your sister!" Even the Nine Mountains Venerate couldn't help but curse, "That clansman of yours is at least seventy to eighty years old, and how old is Ling Han?"

Shameless! He was really too shameless!

Yet the Dragon Seventh Venerate was completely unconcerned about this, and said calmly, "Fine, I won't bully this brat either. As long as this brat can block a blow from He Shun, he'll be considered to have passed!"

Nine Mountains scoffed. Who didn't know that there was a gap of a major cultivation level? That was an absolute one-sided suppression. Furthermore, Ling Han was only in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier. Aside from the gap of a major cultivation level, there was still the gap of two minor cultivation levels.

Was this not bullying?

"All right." Yet Ling Han suddenly interrupted. He descended, his hands clasped behind his back, an uncaring expression on his face, "One move is too little, so I'll block three moves."

Pu!

A great many people spluttered. You think one move is too little?

How could there be such an idiot?

Ling Han smiled, and turned to look at the Venerate Tier elites, "Seniors, this time, we have an agreement. If this junior can block three moves from that idiot, there won't be any more trouble!"

All the Venerable Tier elites were slightly embarrassed. They were all people who cared about their pride, and they really couldn't bring themselves to tell Ling Han to fight with a True Self Tier elite. Only the Dragon Seventh Venerate would be so shameless.

The Nine Mountains Venerate said, "If anyone has any more objections, I'll beat them up with the Saint Tool."

No one replied. These Venerate Tier elites all knew that the Nine Mountains Venerate had already reached his limit in tolerance.

In truth, if it was them, they would also be furious. They had really never seen someone as shameless as the Dragon Seventh Venerate.

The Dragon Seventh Venerate remained calm and collected, and merely said coldly, "He Shun, what are you standing around for?"

Long He Shun walked out. He was a little embarrassed. Being stared at by so many people, and every gaze was filled with disdain, he could not bear it.

'Then I'll end the battle as soon as possible!'

He gave a loud shout, and delivered a palm strike at Ling Han.

After advancing into the True Self Tier, one would be qualified to come into contact with the Regulations of heaven and earth. As he delivered this palm strike, it turned into a fiery red giant hand, with several divine chains of order entwined around it. That aura was incredibly terrifying.

All the prodigies of Core Formation Tier held their breaths. If they advanced into the True Self Tier, they believed that none of them would lose to Long He Shun. However, now that there was a gap of a major tier between them and the True Self Tier, none of them dared to take this attack head-on.

He was definitely going to die.

However, Ling Han actually didn't dodge! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Was this guy really courting death?

The Nine Mountains Venerate frowned, but did not make a move, because he knew that Ling Han was a Formations Grandmaster, and could instantly teleport to another corner of the planet with the help of ley lines.

However, this was a trump card to deal with the assassination of the Battle God Palace. Was it appropriate to expose it just like that?