Chapter 4672
The battle is over.
However, everyone looked at Ling Han, his eyes called a sad grief.
No?
You can easily knock down this black clothed youth, why not shoot it earlier? It is all that they have been eliminated.
Ling Han faintly smiled, he has no friendship with these people, why should they let them hold their thighs?
Besides, defeating the opponent is recorded on the individual’s head, and it is not the team points. Is it better for Ling Han to beat the opponent first and then let the teammates slap their heads?
This is the game!
Ling Han strode away, and the banner has not yet appeared. Otherwise, as long as he gets the battle flag, he can wait for someone else to one to send the score.
He is not in a hurry. Now most of the people should be hiding, waiting for the emergence of the banner, and winning the three-day period.
For those who are not strong, this is the best chance to win.
Because the brilliance of the flag goes straight to Tianyu, it can be seen everywhere, the target is too obvious. If it appears too early, the big chaos caused by it will be terrifying and lose the meaning of the game.
Therefore, the flag will appear on the morning of the third day, and there will be a long time for the competition.
Ling Han walks and walks. If you meet someone, just hit it. If you don’t meet it, you should be a tourist.
Time passed quickly and it flew in two days.
On the third day, the sun rises, and at the same time, only a dazzling light rises from the mountains and goes straight into the sky. No matter where in the mountains, you can see clearly.
Ling Han smiled and went to the Dao Light.
In the past two days, he has not beaten many people. He is only eight in the district, not as good as the black clothed youth.
– If the game is over at this time, then although the black clothed youth is defeated by Ling Han, it can be ranked above Ling Han.
However, it does not matter how many people are defeated. If you have a banner, you will definitely win.
This determines that many experts will also run over to fight for the flag.
If you get the flag, it will be stable. Otherwise, how do you know if a weaker person has knocked down more weak chickens?
Xiū xiū xiū, the shadows in the mountains and forests, even the weak people can not help but go to the flag.
Maybe, when someone else wins both sides, can you pick a cheap one?
How fast is the Martial Artist at the Immortal Path level?
After a while, Ling Han came to the place where Dao Light was issued, and he was not the first person to come here. Seven people are already engaged in a melee, fighting for a big banner, and having about one zhang. The flag is facing the wind, hunting and dancing.
Ling Han strode away, approaching the battle group, but saw that the seven people who were in the melee actually stopped and then rushed toward him.
This blow is neat and uniform, and it is very tacit.
If you join forces temporarily, cooperation can’t be so good.
Therefore, these seven people are simply playing fake, making people negligent, thinking that they can pick a cheap, but the result is a trick.
Was hit a sudden, and still the seven people joined hands, are the strength of Zhu Ding – although the most expert is also Sanding, but I believe that even Liu Ding or even Qi Ding will be recruited.
These seven people showed their happiness at the same time. If they only reacted to it now, they must be recruited.
Bang!
The seven attacks were slammed, but the joy on their faces disappeared.
What about people?
In the middle of the seven, there is the shadow of Ling Han.
“Are you looking for me?” Ling Han’s faint voice rang on the side.
“You!” Seven people are shocked and scared. How did Ling Han escape from the encirclement?
“Because I am strong!” Ling Han said with a smile and launched an attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even if he only played the power of Liu Ding, but his fighting consciousness is Sage Rank, is it not easy to lose some of the most powerful Martial Artists in the district?
Just two or two moves, Ling Han knocked down all seven.
He twisted his neck and looked at the wood on the left side: “Will you see it?”
A youngster came out of the woods and was as straight as a speer.
“Zhang Hanjun?” asked the youngster.
“I am.” Ling Han nodded.
Youngster grinned: “I am Mo Taiping!”
Mo Taiping!
The person with the highest cultivation base in this contest.
Ling Han certainly won’t be on the mind. For him, this kind of competition is just a passing game, and there is no challenge.
“Now the banner is in my hands, are you coming to grab it?” Ling Han pulled the flag that was inserted on the ground, danced a circle in his hand, and then held it in both hands, both as a speer and as a stick.
Mo Taiping stared at Ling Han: “If you haven’t earned enough points, I advise you to hand over the banner. Otherwise, if I am defeated, you will not be able to enter the top five.”
Ling Han lightly smiled: “Hey, how did you grab my words?”
Mo Taiping reveals a touch of arrogance: “No one can beat me here!”
Be confident.
However, he is Qiding, how many people in the world can repair to such a height?
“I have a nickname called the miracle creator,” Ling Han said. “If you don’t believe in evil, you can cry, don’t blame me.”
“Hahaha!” Mo Taiping laughed and then became amazed. “Then your road to the end of the road will end here.”
Hey, he was stunned and killed the way to Ling Han.
So fast, it is worthy of Qiding.
Ling Han doesn’t matter, even if this guy’s strength is heaven defying, he can also raise the cultivation base accordingly. Anyway, the “food spirit”, what realm is said by him?
He made the banner as a stick and headed for Mo Taiping.
The stick is a long weapon, one point long and one point strong, condensing the force of the six tripods, absolutely more terrifying than the rolling of a mountain.
The power of this weapon has already begun, and Mo Taiping did not dare to pick it up, and quickly evaded it.
After avoiding this attack, he will fight back, but Ling Han swept over with a stick. With the momentum of the last stick, not only is the strength more powerful, but the attack speed is faster.
Mo Taiping’s counterattack suddenly stopped and he had to dodge again.
However, when he wanted to attack again, he was a stick.
by!
Mo Taiping cursed in his heart, but he can only flash again.
After a dozen or so strokes, he was completely suppressed. Ling Han’s sticks were seamless, and each stick could borrow the last stick to enhance the attack and make the heavy weapon’s heavy and fierce play. come out.
If he can crush Ling Han in strength, then he can be hard, but the problem is that he is only a “higher” than Ling Han.
This made him depressed and crazy.
It is the opponent who is one or two small realm above, and he is not so wronged. He can find the victory in the suppression, and even directly suppress the opponent.
Hey, is this opponent more powerful than him in the innate talent of the martial arts?
Mo Taiping flashed this thought in his heart and shook his head.