Chapter 1892 (2/2)

Ling Han shook his head and parried in the past.

Boom!

When the loud noise came, Zhao Qingfeng and Ling Han had already matched each other. They raised the terrible light of rules and pushed them in all directions.

This is not a martial arts arena. How can there be array protection?

Several strong hands at the same time, each responsible for a direction of the overflow of power fluctuations, not to hurt others.

In the field, Ling Han and Zhao Qingfeng both stepped back.

It's even.

But all of them were shocked, even their scalp was numb.

The power of Zhao Qingfeng's attack is clear to everyone. It is absolutely beyond the super fierce blow of chopping dust. But Ling Han understates it and lifts his hand casually to dissolve it. What kind of strength is this?

Invincible!

All of them lost their voice. Now no one can find any language to describe Ling Han's evil spirit and power. Maybe he was the emperor on the top of the mountain, and even could compare with Yan Xianlu?

Such a thought flashed in people's hearts, and then they all shook their heads, feeling that they thought too much.

No matter how fierce Ling Han is, he can't rival Yan Xianlu. He is a real godless. Anyone who is in the same era and in the same realm as him is doomed to be dimmed by him.

”I don't believe it!” Zhao Qingfeng red eyes, he suddenly to the chest, wow, spit out a mouthful of blood, the momentum of the whole person to a higher level, but he did not give up, and repeatedly hit the chest.With each stroke, his momentum will be stronger, and the red color in his eyes will be stronger. The whole person will almost turn into evil spirit, just like a peerless immortal sword, emitting the murderous spirit of splitting the sky.

He wants to brew the most powerful blow in his life. If this blow can make contributions, his spirit will be sublimated, and he may be able to open the door of five cuts immediately. But if the failure, then, the source of consumption is too large, and the breakthrough is hopeless, he can only kill his own life.

This is a blow to success, a blow to the dignity of life.

A madman is a madman who is only born for martial arts and only for becoming stronger.

Ling Han still didn't care. Unfortunately, Zhao Qingfeng's performance before was too bad. Otherwise, he didn't mind showing some respect and sending him the last leg.

”I'm not going to die. It's only you who will die!” Zhao Qingfeng's eyes are red with blood, and the bronze immortal fetus is fully launched. His whole body has turned into a bronze sword, full of mysterious symbols.

This is the Immortal King level of the road symbol, in his life as the price of the urge, is finally more bloom out of a few.

And the evil spirit rises, as the essence of the general entangled him, let his destructive power to another level.

At this moment, Zhao Qingfeng is confident of his lethality, and no one can compete with him.

In this case, how can Ling Han, who is in the territory of chopping dust, resist his attack?

Die!

His body shape, body into a sword, issued the most brilliant blow.

The sword is shining in the sky. It can be seen from hundreds of millions of miles away that the sword has broken the sky. The light of the sword is as blazing as fire, and it will never disappear.

Bang, this sword extremely gorgeous cuts to Ling Han.

Ling Han doesn't hide or dodge, but slightly raises the next finger and presses toward Zhao Qingfeng.

At first glance, it looks like a mantis in a chariot.

When the sword light falls down, you can't see through the sword light no matter how strong it is. If you are blind, you can't see through the sword light.

When the light of the sword gradually faded and disappeared, Ling Han held up his finger slightly over his head and pressed it on the edge of the sword. It was clearly just a finger, but it seemed to set heaven and God peak and hold up all the heavens.

Such a powerful blow was blocked by a finger!