War Emperor

This whirlwind leg is said to be the fragments of ancient combat skills obtained by the evil spirits in an ancient cave mansion on the prehistoric land. It once left a lot of fame in the ancient times.

Although it was a fragment, it was extremely powerful, and the young Tianjiao who died under the leg of the devil's vengeance was innumerable with the older generations.

Often after being hit, the body will be torn into pieces, not even a whole piece will be left behind, and the end will be extremely tragic.

"Ten Elephant Time and Space!" Lin Han's expression remained unchanged for the fiercely attacking legs of the demons, and he pointed out ten gorgeous Taoist pictures, like ten stars smashing into each other's legs. There was a loud noise erupting.

However, Lin Han was slightly surprised that this whirlwind leg was really powerful, and the strangulation power in it was nothing unbreakable.

Even if his ten elephants were not fixed in time and space, there was still a fierce force that struck him, causing him to shook his body and staggering back two steps.

Seeing Lin Han retreat, Mo Wanchou's mouth twitched, and his body was spinning again, his fists clenched, and he slammed down against Lin Han's head.

At this moment, his entire body was like a bird, with a light and ethereal feeling that could not be captured.

This punch is also like a stroke of magic, and normal people can't react at all.

"Flying Bird Technique?" Huo Huang'er narrowed his eyes again and said.

In the prehistoric period, it was reckless and primitive, and there were secret arts of origin among various races. At that time, some top powerhouses were constantly enlightening and collecting Taoist rhymes in order to reach a higher level.

Flying Bird Art is a technique that the predecessors of the Devil Jiao Clan have realized, once it is displayed, the body is elegant, like a bird, and extremely agile.

Therefore, under the display of this type of body technique, there are very few people of the same level can block.

Demon Wanchou's punch also contained majestic momentum, and the head that hit Zhong Lin Han would inevitably shatter and open like a watermelon.

This made her delicate hands can't help but clenched a little.

"Humph!" However, Lin Han faced such a tricky attack from Demon Wanchou, and his whole muscles squirmed, adjusting Pangu's heart and blood, and a blood-colored mask appeared to defend him.

Then, Lin Han displayed the third form of the nine open sky style, the entire palm of his hand turned into a big axe, fiercely smashing the fist of the devil's vengeance.

A vast aura rose in the void, like the Great God Pangu, opening up the world in the Chaos Period.

when!

The violent sound of vigor sounded, Lin Han and Mo Wanchou collided this time, and there was no doubt that the needle tip burst into a dazzling light against the wheat.

However, the realm of Demon Wanqi is obviously much stronger than Lin Han. Within the opponent’s fist, he felt the vast sea of ​​true energy used, even if he performed the third form of the nine opening forms. The body went back more than a dozen steps again, and even gushing blood, almost overflowing in a mouthful of blood.

This made Lin Han frowned slightly, his heart awe-inspiring. According to his estimation, the realm of Devil's Enemy was at least in the middle stage of the Taboo Realm. He has not even reached the first stage of the middle stage at present, and there is indeed a big gap.

"Haha, boy, the reaction speed is fast enough, even my bird skills can be blocked." Mo Wanchou is tall and sturdy, standing in the same place, black hair chaotically, full of wild breath, staring at Lin The corner of Han's mouth turned back.

He really admired in his heart. Under normal circumstances, once his bird art was used, it was not easy for others to block it even at the same level.

Lin Han was able to do it, and his realm was so much lower than him, showing that his physical fitness was extraordinary.

Especially this time when he collided, there was a ray of blood in his fist, dripping from his sleeve robe, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

With people who are so different from the realm, they can be slightly injured. His arrogant self-esteem makes him feel a little shameless.

"Stop talking nonsense, there are five more moves, come on." Lin Han took a breath to stabilize his figure, his eyes became cold, the blue light flashed in his hand, he took out the Qingping sword and stood up with the sword.

The wind blew, his clothes fluttered, but he revealed a special demeanor.

"I don't know how to live or die." Looking at Lin Han's calmness, the anger in Mo Wanchou's heart could not help but become more vigorous, and he felt that he had received a certain amount of humiliation.

boom!

At the moment, a fierce aura burst out all over his body, and there was a roar of a bear in his body. The whole person turned into a giant bear, rushing to Lin Han's side with the pitch-black short stick in his hand, for an instant. That's it, exuding a dazzling light, like thousands of pitch-black big sticks, enveloped Xiang Lin Han.

Each stick can smash a star, so many gathered together, densely packed, it is actually a sea of ​​sticks, and its power is terrifying.

Dangdang!

The Qingping sword in Lin Han's hand directly revolved around his body, and the sky full of sword light exploded with it. The sword shook the sky, and the shadows of the sticks exploded thousands of times in just one time. The collisions, like iron strikes, are dense and boundless.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Han's complexion sank, and the other palm flashed again, and a light mask appeared, with red light dazzling, and heading towards the suppression of the demons.

Immediately there were nine fire dragons appearing, winding and roaring, vigorous and full of the smell of killing everything.

"Nine Dragons God Fire Cover?" Mo Wanchou's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was finally taken aback. When Lin Han took out the Qingping sword, he was very surprised. It was the magic weapon of Master Tongtian. How could it be in Lin Han's hands? Lin Han took out the Nine Dragon God Fire Cover again, which made his heart jump even more.

This is also a famous treasure.

Lin Han really has a lot of hole cards.

Immediately, there was a cold arc across his mouth, and he sneered: "Thank you for sending me these treasures. They are all mine."

After speaking, his five fingers formed into claws, and he pointed directly at the Nine Dragon God Fire Cover and grabbed it.

He was very conceited, completely ignoring Lin Han's display of the Nine Dragon God Fire Cover, and the power he exerted, as if by virtue of his own powerful realm, he could suppress everything.

Click!

However, this time he was finally deflated. Lin Han's Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover not only contained the original power of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, but also the power of the Qingping Sword, so that the two attacks were combined into one. A huge storm.

Mo Wanchou's fingers were all bends down, blood flowed out, and the crystal clear white bone stubble could be seen.

"Young patriarch!" The members of the Demon Flood Clan couldn't help but change their expressions. They never thought that in the fight with Lin Han, the young patriarch would actually be injured. Ten tricks were good at first, but nine of them have passed by now. Not only was Lin Han safe and sound, but he didn't even let the wind fall, which made them unimaginable.