Chapter 1960: You are not as good as Shi Xiuwen

Chapter 1960: You are not as good as Shi Xiuwen

Suddenly, many eyes looked over and stared at Ling Han’s body, revealing an envious expression.

This young man is so lucky.

Hu Niu is so powerful, even Shi Xiuwen can be defeated, but it is even more beautiful and earth-shattering. Moreover, you see how fierce Hu Niu is to others, but it is gentle to the cold, just... can't be more straightforward.

Liu Han is a gloomy eye, staring at Ling Han's eyes full of resentment, if there is no such man, Hu Niu is her person, as long as the other party to take Tianyangcao, then gender is not a problem.

It was this man who broke up her and Hu Niu!

Must die.

“Shi Laojiu is so abolished, even a **** of Tai’an’s **** can’t be beaten?” A man who came after said suddenly, seeing all the people in Tai’an’s days are watching, he said proudly, “I, fee The cloud, ranked among the top ten in the dusty days of Guanglong, is ranked sixth."

sixth!

Although Hu Niu won, it is not easy to win, and Shi Xiuwen is only ranked ninth. How strong is the sixth?

Tiger girl fangs and wants to shoot again.

She has a big move to use, can be used in seconds and seconds, but it can be used once in a few days. If she is forced to do so, she will never use it. This is a real life-saving trick.

Ling Han reached out and stopped her, saying: "I am coming!"

The Queen is also a war bear, and it can be seen that Ling Han said that he had to shoot, and then he pressed it down.

"Is it slag, is it up to you?" Ling Han strode out.

"Haha, Taian, which one is not slag?" Fei Yun's face disdain, "You may wish to go together and see how I suppress you."

Mad, really crazy.

Ling Han shook his head, what good nonsense with a madman?

Explode him!

"Then fight, the **** is not slag, but it is to speak with your fist!"

"Slag, if you want to be blasted, you will be yours!" Fei Yun's body shape has already rushed toward Ling Han. He also has other people around him, that is, a punch and a bang, a vague avenue symbol on the fist, exudes the light that can smash everything.

Suddenly, the non-Imperial people quickly turned and ran. Once this force was out of control, the destructive power was terrible.

Ling Han shook his head and pointed it out. It was simple and simple, but it seemed to be able to suppress the world.

"Dare to look down on me!" Fei Yun roared, the avenue symbol on the fist face was also clearer, and apparently the destructive power increased.

Ling Han faint and laughed, one finger greeted.

boom!

The two met for the first time. In fact, the fingers and the fists did not directly contact each other. Instead, they were separated by at least three feet. The avenues and Yuanli of the two sides had already had a fierce collision, and then they stagnated. A wave of horrible power and rules rushed. Go out and push away in all directions.

The emperors who just ran away were only surrounded by this force, and they couldn’t help themselves, as if they were drunk.

They can't help but be awkward. It's just the difference between the emperor and the emperor. How can there be such a big gap in strength?

This is natural, Ling Han, Fei Yun are five 斩, equivalent to the strong soul of the soul, the combat power is even more sinister ghosts, and this kind of attack aftermath can be easily accepted by the dust?

Not being directly shocked to death has already indicated that these people are strong enough, otherwise they will be directly hanged if they are replaced by ordinary four.

Ling Han took back his fingers and calmly calmed down: "But so."

"Damn, hateful, how dare you be so small!" Fei Yun was full of black hair and angered.

Ling Han shook his head: "You are too high to look at yourself, your strength is not as good as Shi Xiuwen!" The ranking does not really explain the strength gap, and his fist will be followed by the number, Fei Yun is not as good as Shi Xiuwen.

I said before, Shi Xiuwen will be ranked ninth. That is because the first battle in the first battle was the first metamorphosis. The result was a big defeat, a heavy blow, and finally only ranked ninth.

Of course, it is not that Fei Yun is not strong.

As an emperor, Fei Yun is of course strong, and can indeed squeeze into the top ten of Guanglongtian. Compared with Shi Xiuwen, there should be only a small gap. Can the top Tianjiao be a little bit worse?

"After I mark you as slag, you will know how big the gap with me!" Fei Yun's eyes turned out of black, constantly rising and turning into a black sickle.

"The sorrow of death!" Someone exclaimed, his face changed, to know that he is a royal.

"I really didn't think that Fei Yun used the death shackles so quickly." The emperor lamented.

"Who asked the kid to anger Feiyun?" The emperor was gloating.

The relationship between the emperors was originally a direct competition, and now it is the confrontation between the two major celestial fields. Naturally, it is hoped that Fei Yun will slaughter Ling Han.

Fei Yun once again smashed, but he still didn't kill it. The huge sickle behind him was already smashed down. It was a virtual shadow, but it was a metal-like cold, and it was true.

Ling Han made a fist in his right hand and punched a punch in the sky.

Hey!

It was as if a thunder was heard on the ground, and then there was wrinkles in the space, and it was driven in all directions.

The death cockroaches were immediately affected, the castration was blocked, and then the damage appeared, the pieces were mottled, and then they dispersed, and eventually turned into countless pieces, which went with the wind.

Hey, seeing the power of this boxing, everyone is taking a sigh of relief, and the emperors are not showing the color of shock.

Fei Yun’s terrible blow was destroyed by a random punch, and the strength of Ling Han was simply unfathomable.

"Okay, okay!" Hu Niu cheered immediately, and the Queen was arrogant. Both women were absolutely uninhibited. What do they want to do, just like now, how can other women be embarrassed to cheer for their own husband? Right?

They will do it.

"Sure enough, you can't compare with Shi Xiuwen." Ling Han is very sure.

Fei Yun clenched his fists with both hands, and he got angry on his forehead.

Tianjiao like him has rarely been angry about why things are, but he is extremely valued for rankings, which is one of his motivations for hard work.

Be the strongest!

But now, Ling Han actually wiped out his efforts, actually think that he is even worse than the ninth-ranked Shi Xiuwen. Doesn't that mean he can only go to the tenth?

How can this endure?

"You are looking for a dead end!" he said, his right hand, a black scythe, and the death scorpion at the top of his head.

He ran a certain mystery, and another phantom rose, turned into a huge human form, holding the death shackles.

"Soul!" He screamed, his sickle in his hand, and the top of his head, the human form also smashed the death.

Hey, an unspeakable weird volatility hits Ling Han.

“Hmmm?” Ling Han was slightly surprised. “It’s really a soul. This blow is a purely regular attack. It can also completely ignore the physical defense, and directly understand the sea and destroy the soul.”

"Unfortunately, this intensity is too weak."

Ling Han showed the color of disappointment, although Fei Yun was only a little bit worse than Shi Xiuwen, but this gap was so small that he had no war.

Dregs only.