Chapter 121 (1/2)

Ling Han thought a move, this drop of indestructible real liquid suddenly opened, like a piece of dew, moistening every part of his body.

Broken bones, broken bones, are healing at a terrible rate.

You know, it took thousands of years to understand the first skill of the immortal Sutra with Ling Han's natural talent. Can a drop of the true liquid of immortality be powerful?

It's a dead man with white bones and flesh. It's called the most precious medicine.

”Eh?” Some people found that Ling Han sat up straight, and could not help but show surprise.

They all know that they did not hit the assassin in that blow, but it was enough to make Ling Han seriously injured by so many people. No way, it's a lesson for him to let this boy be ungrateful.

But the boy actually got up so quickly. It's amazing!

How could that be possible?

Is this boy wearing some kind of armor that can be used to attack? It should be. Otherwise, is there a second possibility?

”Boy, hand over the sword. It's not something you can hold!” A middle-aged man said.

Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes, bumie real liquid has fully played a role, his wound has healed to 7788. He did not answer. He just put the divine sense into the sword in his hand to arouse the spirits in the sword.

-- he is not stupid. He can heal once with the help of the real liquid, but he can never heal again. He dares to take food from the mouth of a tiger to revive this precious sword. How about a few springs?

He is Jiang Yuefeng's master, and he taught the other party's martial arts. Both of them are in the same line. Therefore, he may use the treasures left by Jiang Yuefeng.

It was a risk, but he didn't care.

”How dare you not answer me The middle-aged people who spoke before were furious. The people here were either born in the royal family or the descendants of the eight powerful families. They were all masters with nostrils in front of them. How could they tolerate a younger generation to behave in front of them?

He hands, Yuan Li Hua shape, condensed into a huge palm, toward Ling han to grasp the past.

”Li Yuan, you think so beautiful!” At once, someone stopped him. He didn't help Ling Han, but he was afraid that the other party would seize the sword in the name of this.

”Asshole!” Li Yuan did think so. He was naturally furious when he was obstructed by the other party and couldn't help fighting.

”Boy, hand over the sword!” Another man came to rob.

”It's mine!”

”Mine!”

Group war again, everyone is fighting against Ling Han. If you catch this boy, you will have a sword. As for Ling Han's own strength, they have completely ignored it. It's just a five story kid of Juyuan.

”Are you enough?” Ling Han suddenly stood up, eyes ring swept, awe inspiring.

Everyone was shocked, as if standing in front of them was not a small warrior in Juyuan area, but the most powerful one who was countless times stronger than his ancestors. He was too small to describe in front of him.

But they immediately came back to their souls, just a little boy, how could they feel like this?

What a shame!

”Don't hand in the sword yet!” Li Yuan hands, toward Ling Han grasp.

”Go away!” Ling Han wielded his knife and cut, brush, a bright blade across, like a meteor.

Poof!