Chapter 4277: War

In the short time it took Ling Han to walk to his battle area, he saw at least three people being bombarded and killed, one was decapitated, one was split in half, and the last one was even worse, being smashed to a bloody mess.

Really bloody and brutal.

He stood still in his own combat area, and his opponent had already walked over, wearing heavy armor, looking very cumbersome.

"Boy, you're dead!" said the man in armor. He was tall, at least a head taller than Ling Han.

Self Realm, Fifth Form.

Ling Han nodded secretly, this shows that the opponent has the potential to hit the leader level, of course, having the potential is one thing, but being able to become the leader level is another.

"Come on." He hooked his fingers.

This armored man is full of murderous aura, and it was definitely not formed overnight, but he has experienced so many killings that he has naturally formed such an oppressive force.

It is said that the city of death is a slaughterhouse, and it is true, he has just entered it, and he has already experienced it.

"Death!" The armored man jumped up, swung the heavy shield in his hand, and slammed it towards Ling Han fiercely.

Boom!

As soon as he hit the air, he just grinned and killed Ling Han again, like a violent bear.

Here, the speed is greatly limited.

The speed Ling Han can display now is only one-ten-thousandth of his usual speed, which is also conceivable, because the space of the field is limited, if he is allowed to play, that one step will go out of here, and what a fart?

Now, everyone's speed has dropped sharply, limited to this.

He didn't counterattack for the time being, but observed the opponent's strength.

At the same time, the VIP seats in the audience seats.

"Young Master Yao, this hero under you has already won nine consecutive victories. If he wins another game, he will be able to win ten consecutive victories and get a lot of rewards." A young man said, and the person he was talking to was also a young man. Man, dressed in yellow, with a proud face.

The young man in yellow showed a smug expression, but waved his hand intentionally: "It's just a small profit, a mere Grade C Genesis Dao Stone has not been taken seriously by me."

"Only Yao Shao is so grand." The first young man exclaimed.

The young man in yellow was proud and seemed in a good mood.

But soon, the smile on his face disappeared.

Because Ling Han launched a counterattack.

This armored man's combat power is not bad, and being able to step into the fifth form shows that he has the potential to become a leader-level powerhouse, but his original strength is only twenty-five heavens, and he only uses very common fairy arts to bless two heavens combat power.

So, how could the combat power of the mere twenty-seventh heaven be Ling Han's opponent?

The reason why he didn't fight back for a long time was because Ling Han wanted to see if the fifth form had broken the limit, if there was anything special about it.

But to his disappointment, the opponent came and went with so many tricks, far less powerful than the giant scorpion in the swamp, the strange bird in the mountain forest, and the demon tree.

Ling Han lost interest, and casually flicked his finger out, bang, the armored man was knocked back, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, all the bones in his body were trembling, and he couldn't get up at all for a while.

"Admit defeat?" Ling Han said indifferently, he had no grudges against the other party, and he was not interested in taking the other party's life.

In the stands, the face of the young man in yellow turned ugly. He snorted coldly and raised his voice, "Kill him, or you will die!"

Hearing this, the armored man couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly he slapped the ground, swung his shield and smashed towards Ling Han.

Ling Han frowned, and punched out.

Boom!

The fist shattered the shield directly, and under the agitation of the punch, poof, the head of the armored man was smashed to pieces.

Now the winner is finally decided.

Ling Han raised his head to look towards the auditorium, and stared at the young man in yellow.

The young man in yellow and Ling Han looked at each other, showed a sneer, and then looked away.

He didn't take Ling Han seriously at all.

"Young Master Yao!" The young man beside him was a little embarrassed,

Just now he was bragging about how brave and powerful the opponent's thug was, but it turned out to be good, but he was directly headshot and killed with a punch.

This young man is called Liu Yao, and he is only at the Alchemy Realm, but his father is a master at the Spirit Transformation Realm, and is under Yuan Xinrong, one of the seven generals under the Blood Crow, so Liu Yao also made some friends. Shizu, it is inevitable that he became arrogant.

Liu Yao's face was a bit ugly, as long as this subordinate wins one more game, he can get the reward of ten consecutive victories. Although he said it lightly, a Grade C Origin Dao Stone is enough to cost him several months.

Now, because of Ling Han's appearance, he has lost all his money.

"Go find out who this kid is from." Liu Yao ordered.

"Yes." Another young man bowed and left quickly.

After a while, he came back.

"Young Master Yao, this is a newcomer named Ling Han."

Because he is a newcomer, the information is of course pitifully scarce.

Liu Yao smiled coldly: "Anyone who dares to kill me, well, let him replace me with his own body!"

The other young man couldn't help complaining in his heart, isn't it because of your order, otherwise, Ling Han already had the intention of giving up, it was you who insisted on the two of them fighting to the death.

Of course he didn't dare to say it, and said in a low voice: "It's not that the dragon crosses the river, most of the trainees who come in from outside are very powerful."

"What are you afraid of!" Liu Yao glared at him, "Even if you are an emperor, you have to be obedient to me when you come here! This is the dark cloud hell, the city of death, here, the five venerables have the final say, what? The Imperial Clan and any holy lands have to be honest."

"Yes, yes, Young Master Yao is right." The young man nodded quickly.

"Go, call him over." Liu Yao waved his hand.

The young man hurriedly nodded and left. His status was low, and he could only obey orders.

After Ling Han wins a game, even if he has successfully settled in the dark battlefield, as long as there is a matching opponent in the future, he will be notified to participate. He has no right to refuse, but he can admit defeat during the game.

He was about to leave when he saw a young man in youth clothes coming up to him.

"May I take a step to speak?" the young man said.

Ling Han smiled faintly: "Your master wants to see me?" He could see clearly that this person was standing next to the young man in yellow.

The young man in Tsing Yi was slightly embarrassed, but he arrived soon: "I met Brother Ling in Xiagu Xuefeng."

Ling Han nodded, the other party had obviously obtained his information.

"Okay, let's go see you then."

Gu Xuefeng couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect Ling Han to be so easy to talk to.

He led the way, and after walking a few steps, he turned his head and said, "To be honest, brother Ling, in fact, I only entered here more than twenty years ago."

"Oh?" Ling Han glanced at him, a little surprised, because this person's martial arts talent is really not that good, and it doesn't make much sense to come in and practice.