Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Well?" Ni Wenbo showed a stunned color, and he completely misjudged Ling Han's combat power.

So strong!

"Who are you?" he asked.

Ling Han smashed his sleeves and said: "Ling Han."

This is forced to install.

Ni Wenbo suddenly had an urge to smoke the cold, but before the Ling Han that finger really scared him. His brows are slightly wrinkled: "Ling Han? Star Network casts the top 20 in the world, and there is no your existence."

Ling Han show Yan Yixiao: "I rank more than 10,000."

When this is said, everyone wants to align the **** with Ling Han, and you will be too arrogant.

Especially Song Yi, Jixiang Tian and other people, but they saw the cold and the wind will continue to force the pinch to explode the token, but also let a Sheng Dan perfect and self-destructive Xiandan, this strength is definitely the first person to cast the tripod .

- The entire star level.

More than 10,000? I really want to vomit, do you blush and not blush?

Ni Wenbai is a bit aggressive, more than 10,000? what's the situation? The people in the northern sky are so fierce, more than 10,000 are so powerful?

But he immediately realized that this was not a sudden explosion of the martial arts in the northern celestial domain, but a freak out of Ling Han.

"Oh, no matter if you are ranked 10,000 or the first, in front of me, you will only suffer one defeat." Ni Wenbo said faintly, it seems confident and flying.

Ling Han hooked his finger and smiled: "Come."

Ni Wenbai strode forward to Ling Han, and he rushed, and his body rushed and jumped up a step.

Ling Han nodded secretly, although this guy is also Jiuding, but the strength is even stronger than the original wind.

Unfortunately, even the top ten did not enter, and what is his opponent?

He smiled: "It's not bad, it's a bit more powerful than the original wind, but it's the same."

Rely on, lay the gun.

The face of the wind is immediately black, Nima, you hit it, what do you pull me into?

“The wind continues?” Ni Wenbai laughed. “This role has not been seen in my eyes.”

If there is no way to win the wind, how can he be the representative of the casting world?

Rely on, it’s another shot.

The face of the wind has turned black into a wok, and I really want to rush up, and I will take a shot of Ling Han and Ni Wenbai.

He was the first person in the northern Tianyu area, and he was actually the background wall. Is it that the individual will come out and compare him?

"I can walk ten strokes in my hands, even if you win." Ling Han said faintly.

Ni Wenbai's face sinks, ten strokes?

are you joking?

"Ha ha ha!" The extreme frost sorrow laughed, but he had no worries. "It's so funny, ten strokes also want to defeat Wenbo?"

Ling Han looked at the past: "Would you like to make a bet?"

A very sorrowful sorcerer, this kid is really daring, and the little casting ding dare to talk to himself, not at all timid?

He waved his sleeves, and he was too lazy to care about the cold. Otherwise, he was too disheartened. He actually had a general knowledge with a junior.

Hey, Ling Han sighed. He pretended for a long time, that is, he wanted to arouse the arrogance of the Extreme Frost Supreme, whether to take another bottle of source, or the same precious treasure.

Unfortunately, the old man is too stingy.

"You are really daring, dare to talk to the extreme people!" Ni Wenbai said coldly, the sacred person is the famous sage of the Western Tianyu, hopeful sanctification.

Ling Han shrugged his shoulders: "Come, ten strokes, even if you win!"

Ni Wenbo was furious, and at the foot of his feet, a high speed broke out and rushed toward Ling Han.

He is really extraordinary, turned into a light, and it is amazing.

Ling Han is impressed, let the other side hit a hit.

This makes everyone look stunned, you are not crazy to the end, how is the first move?

It’s too shameful.

Extremely Frost Supreme is shaking their heads. I thought that this kid still has some strength. I didn't expect it to be such a thing. It was too overrated.

"Even I have a move -" Ni Wenbo is proud, but suddenly his eyes are almost smashed out.

Because Ling Han is looking at him, he also blinked his eyes.

Strange, monster!

Ni Wenbo almost exclaimed, and he was stunned. Although he did not use the strongest technique, he also used the sacred weapon of the sage. The saga of the sniper was extremely scary. And nothing but fart.

Too strange, how can there be such a thing?

Not only was he shocked, but other people were also stunned and couldn’t believe his eyes.

"Is there any super armor?"

"It should be, otherwise how can you get a strong blow from Ni Wenbo?"

"Isn't that his strength?"

Everyone whispers, although everyone wants Ling Han to win, but if you rely on the treasure, then you will win.

This is a dispute between the two great martial arts strengths. It is not a narrow road, so we must have individuals to live.

However, the great sages did not have an opening, but the face was awe-inspiring. Looking at Ling Han’s eyes was full of curiosity.

Of course, they can see clearly with their eyesight. Ling Han did not use the treasures. It was entirely based on his own strength to eat Ni Wenbo’s blow. It was because of this that they were shocked.

Is this kid a monster?

"The first move." Ling Han said faintly.

Ni Wenbai stunned and bit his teeth. He blew a second shot at Ling Han.

Hey!

This palm is on the body of Ling Han, there is no strength to fight.

However, Ling Han’s Yan Yan smiles, or isn’t it: “The second move.”

It is clear that Ling Han did not fight back, but Ni Wenbo was a chill from the bottom of his heart.

He has never encountered such an opponent, let him bombard but not fight back, but also live and jump.

He does not believe this evil!

Ni Wenbai screamed and slammed the third move.

This time, he went all out and ran out of the Holy Spirit.

Boom, a blow, no trace of dullness, he hit another blow, or holy, a total of seven styles, can be consistently played, and each type has a bonus, one style is stronger than one.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Seven strokes of combos are like gongs and drums.

Ling Han is still counting on the side: "The third move, the fourth move... the ninth move!"

Ni Wenbai’s seven tricks have been blasted. This is his strongest explosion. After seven strokes, he has to stop. The power of the Holy Spirit is huge. His load is also amazing. Rao is his strength. I have to slow it down a bit.

Ling Han show Yan Yixiao: "It's still a trick, it's time for me."

He also did not use any big tricks, that is, simply punched, but under the blessing of horrible power, it is more powerful than any technique.

Hey!

After a fist hit, I saw that Ni Wenbo fell from the ring.

Hey, he fell heavily on the ground, and he was directly stunned.

For a time, the audience was silent, but only after a moment, suddenly there was a cheer, and there was a thunder.