Chapter 393 - Ice Fire Gourd Valley (1/2)

Chapter 393: Ice Fire Gourd Valley

Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

Hu Niu was completely unafraid. Her small body scuttled through the red vein-like lines, and if she couldn’t avoid it, she used her nails and mouth to tear and bite it apart; such terrifying ability made Ding Gao Yang and Ding Wan Qing dumbstruck.

Two freaks—they were definitely two freaks.

On the other side, Ling Han had already completely gained the upper hand; he didn’t even need to use the Three Styles of Black Origin. His right hand unleashed the Four Seasons Sword Art and his left hand clenched into a fist, blasting out War Elephant Fist continuously.

Hong , seven flashes of Sword Qi flew unhindered; with the sharpness of Demon Birth Sword, even a Spiritual Pedestal Tier wouldn’t dare to receive it head-on, or else it would at least leave a gash—and at worst, sever his hands or feet.

Ling Han was somewhat in a bad mood. He could only launch seven flashes of Sword Qi, but couldn’t send out six flashes of Fist Qi at the same time; the two things couldn’t be used simultaneously.

He was very depressed, but immediately laughed loudly; if it could be stacked infinitely, then he could strike with his sword, send out punches, and throw kicks—how much Qi would he shoot out?

“Old man, it’s time to end this!” Ling Han said. He had no time to tangle with him; Zhu Xuan Er came here earlier than he did, and since that woman’s charm was tremendous, who knew how many people it could influence in helping her find Crimson Red Chilling Ice Gra.s.s. He had to hurry.

Elder Mo was both shocked and angered. As a Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite, he was actually suppressed by a youngster? He felt very unwilling to be outdone; It was mainly because of the two Spirit Tools that were too domineering on Ling Han, making him unsuccessful in his attacks and confounded in his defenses.

If this went on, he would truly lose.

“Youngster, we have no grudge and this old man was deceived, so why not just stop the battle now?” He thought of retreating, finding no reason to fight Ling Han to the death.

He only received some benefits from Ding Gao Yang, it wouldn’t be worth it at all if he fought so desperately!

Ling Han sneered and said, “That’s really funny. You chased to kill me, and if you could kill me, you definitely wouldn’t show mercy. When you can’t beat me, you actually want to leave just by saying we have no grudges. Old dog, your head got * messed up?”

“Brat, how dare you!” Elder Mo was trembling with anger; this kid’s mouth was too malicious. His gaze turned grim as he said, “You really want to force this old man to fight to the death?”

“Whether you fight to the death or not, the result will be the same,” Ling Han said indifferently, taking a deep breath as Mysterious Three Thousand was ready to be launched.

“Hmph!” Elder Mo threw three consecutive palms, and actually turned tail and ran.

“Still want to run now? Too late!” Ling Han unleashed his sword as the Mysterious Three Thousand was launched. Xiu, xiu ,xiu, xiu, eight hundred sword lights moved simultaneously, covering the sky and the earth.

This was sword light set off by the Demon Birth Sword—what kind of power would it have?

Elder Mo turned around, raising his palm to parry, but the sword light came pouring vast and mighty, swallowing him like a tsunami. When all the sword light disappeared, Elder Mo disappeared from the spot and only fragments of blood, flesh, and bones fluttered in the air.

Ling Han leapt over, picking up a ring that once belonged to Elder Mo from the ground. He then looked at Ding Gao Yang and Ding Wan Qing who were obstructed by Hu Niu—they wanted to escape but just couldn’t manage to.

“Niu Niu, let me!” Ling Han charged over sword in hand.

Ding Gao Yang and Ding Wan Qing were panic-stricken; Ling Han even killed Elder Mo, and in comparison, what where they?

“Friend, keep calm, we’re Ding Family’s people. The Ding Family, Four Way City’s Ding Family! The Lord master is a Flower Blossom Tier elite! My Brother is Ding * Xin, a figure on the the last last term’s prodigy roll. Now he’s at the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and is in this forest,” Ding Gao Yang said, pretending to be calm.

Hu Niu was unable to be reasoned with. Ling Han wouldn’t also be unreasonable, right?

Ling Han scoffed and said with a smile, “Don’t they say that backgrounds are useless in the Dark Demon Forest?”