Chapter 1812: Battle Yang Tian

"Can't help it?"

Lin Han smiled, seeing that Yang Tian exposed his true nature, he no longer talked nonsense, and his whole body was shaken, putting on a fighting posture.

Strong body, fierce demonic energy, when all the energy bursts out, his momentum is not weaker than Yang Tian of the Tianyuan Realm, the sharp and decisive sharp qi between the eyebrows, the deep and vast light in the pupils, a kind of sweeping momentum that overlooks the world and overlooks all living beings, like the gods of the heavens.

It gives the illusion that he is no longer a somewhat fleshy man, but a god on high.

Yang Yu, Yang Hai and Lin Tianying all involuntarily gave birth to the will to surrender in their hearts, although it was not their inner wish, it was a little difficult to control themselves.

All of this was because Lin Han didn't know Yang Tian's true means, so he had to go all out, as if facing a great enemy.

And Yang Tian finally began to face Lin Han squarely, treating him as an opponent of the same level, he knew very well the subtlety and weirdness of the swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have been looking for Li Qianqiu's traces for many years. But the sword technique alone was not enough for Lin Han to have the qualifications to make him cautious.

Until this moment, everything that Lin Han showed was enough.

Similarly, he didn't know if Lin Han had other means, so he didn't dare to slack off and waited for it.

"Since you are obsessed, then you can't say that you have to suffer something. ”

Dark Star Destroys Cloud Palm!

A low and hoarse roar burst out from Yang Tian's mouth, his strength suddenly soared to the extreme, the majestic Yuan Force was like a river surging, instantly condensed in the palm of his fingers, his hands were agile and changed like a nebula, and the Yuan Force shook to form a terrifying cyclone, as hideous as a black hole, as heavy as a dark star, and roaring like a falling star.

With a gentle push of both palms, it seemed to be weak, but I didn't know what terrifying energy it contained, and it flew out.

"Lin Han, let's go!"

The fourfold master of the Tianyuan Realm struck with all his strength, even a monk of the same level did not dare to resist easily, Lin Tianying was only a ninefold Danyuan Realm, but he didn't know where he got the courage and will, he actually broke through the shackles of that pressure and went on a rampage.

Boom! Boom!

The dark star extinguishing cloud palm was unabated, and hit Lin Tianying who suddenly came.

The old body, the fragile bones, are vulnerable.

The furious energy trembled, like a meteor crashing into him, the flesh and blood shattered, the blood flowed sideways, the broken flesh flew, and the bones collapsed and shattered, turning into stubble in the sky, one after another.

In an instant, Lin Tianying, one of the three masters of Black Dragon City, had his limbs scattered and his torso collapsed.

"I can't help myself. ”

Lin Tianying's approach is indeed beyond Yang Tian's strength, but he has his own beliefs and persistence. He endured humiliation and survived in order to remind Lin Han that he rushed forward regardless of death in order to buy time for Lin Han.

But he didn't know from beginning to end that Lin Han was not afraid of Yang Tian at all.

He died unjustly, and he died a loss.

"Yang Tian, suffer death!"

If there is anything else worthy of Lin Han's nostalgia on the Qixuan Continent, in addition to the two friends of Er Niu and Lin Tianxiong, there are many Lin Tianying. He will not let Lin Tianying die in vain, and Yang Tian must die.

Boom!!!

Heavy footsteps stepped on the ground, the huge golden palace was shaking, Lin Han did not have much energy fluctuations, only the most primitive and fierce aura, like a wild beast roaring, galloping.

Pure physical power, the most condensed and condensed power.

"Kill!"

In a pair of clear pupils, there was a flame burning unconsciously, he clenched his fists, his knuckles made a "click" sound, without any fancy punches, containing a destructive will, wrapped in monstrous anger and cold murder, like a falling meteor roaring away.

"Buzz!"

Everywhere you passed, the air rumbled, and the barriers of heaven and earth seemed to be broken.

Lin Han never thought that he would be really angry because of someone in the Seven Xuan Continent, and he never thought that he would be angry because of someone from the Lin family in Black Dragon City.

Originally, this place, which was just a scenery on the side of the road for him, suddenly left an indelible impression.

"It's too strong!"

"Retreat!"

Yang Yu and Yang Hai both exclaimed at the same time, and although Lin Han's target was not the two of them, they sensed the danger at the same time and quickly retreated backwards.

Yang Tian's pupils shrank slightly, and his face became more and more cold and hideous.

"The Heavens Shatter the Fist!"

A low roar erupted from deep in his throat, and he used all his strength again, swinging his fist to meet it.

The difference was that this time there was a dazzling red light flashing on his hand, like a fire burning from the palm of his hand, burning the entire palm red.

It was a pair of fists, a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it was different from the sword thing, it was extremely difficult to refine, but the effect was extraordinary.

In some special cases, the power of the fist gloves is even better than that of the sword.

Lin Han rushed up with his flesh and blood, how could Yang Tian not feel his surging blood? He dared to collide with his flesh body, it was precisely because of the protection of the fist gloves that gave him great confidence.

With his fist in his hand, he had the confidence to destroy Lin Han's palm.

Rumble!

Click!

The muffled explosion was mixed with a crisp and piercing cracking sound, and Lin Han's eyes were bloodshot and he went on a rampage, not caring if his fist was already injured or not.

Yang Tian's face changed slightly, and a look of pain appeared in his pupils.

"Impossible!"

The difficult sound squeezed out from between Yang Tianya, he clearly felt a sharp pain in his five fingers, his bones seemed to have cracked, and a powerful vibration force erupted from the junction of his fists, rushing to the fist gloves.

The inferior spiritual weapon was broken by the mortal fetus of the flesh, how could he be embarrassed?

He couldn't imagine how strong Lin Han's flesh and blood was, but he must be strong, and he couldn't withstand the spiritual weapon, maybe Lin Han was also injured, but he was just exchanging injuries for injuries, struggling desperately.

Thinking of this in an instant, Yang Tian felt a little better in his heart, but he had to quickly withdraw and evacuate.

The Tianyuan Realm Quadruple certainly has the confidence and strength to defeat the Tianyuan Realm Quadruple, but if the other party goes all out to fight desperately, it is impossible for him to fight with human life, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, which is too cost-effective for him.

Yang Tian undoubtedly thinks so.

But in front of him, a hideous face quickly approached, and the furious fists rolled down like mountains and rocks, endlessly.

He wanted to retreat, but Lin Han didn't give him any chance to retreat, and went all out to punch and kill, bound to beat him into meat sauce and smash him into slag in the shortest possible time.

"Huh?"

On the way back, Yang Tian suddenly found that although Lin Han smashed his lower grade spirit weapon fist with his flesh and blood, he was not hit as hard as he imagined, could those fists really be more indestructible than the lower grade spirit weapon?

It's not that I don't believe it, it's too much to believe.

If Lin Han is a well-known physical cultivator, then it is acceptable, at least it is not difficult to understand, but he clearly knows that Lin Han is no more than twenty years old, even if he is young and successful in refining his body, it is impossible to compare it to a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Perhaps, he is holding on.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Lin Han's fists fell like raindrops, and the swiftness and fierceness were vividly displayed, even if Yang Tian deliberately avoided them, he couldn't dodge them all. had no choice but to collide with Lin Han with his fist, only to find that the other party was not injured, and his fist was as fierce as a steel sledgehammer, which made him lose his temper.

"Boy, what kind of monster are you?" Yang Tian asked puzzled.

"Die!"

Lin Han didn't reply, staring at Yang Tian, about to take him down.

Whether it is to avenge Li Qianqiu, who left behind the "Imperial Sword Technique", or to hate Lin Tianying, who has just been shattered, Yang Tian must die!

The furious power shook all directions, and the demonic qi in Lin Han's body was almost burning, and the attack became more and more crazy and violent.

Yang Tian gradually became unstoppable.

The power of each punch was infinitely strong, there was no fancy, only the absolute domineering power savagely charged, and he had to suspect Lin Han's innate brute strength.

But if he wanted to break his head, he wouldn't know that Lin Han absorbed the golden bone marrow, his bones were strong and matchless, and his body was as heavy as a mountain.

To put it bluntly, Lin Han at this moment is tantamount to a humanoid brute dragon.

"Little brute, this seat doesn't want to kill you, but since you are obsessed, then let's die!"

Zheng !!

Fist and foot kung fu, Yang Tian was already sure that he couldn't compete with Lin Han, and if he continued to fight, he would have to break his bones. At this point, he could see that Lin Han's strength was extraordinary, and he couldn't paced it with common sense, and he couldn't have any reservations.

The sword is horizontal, unmatched, sharp like starlight, and the cold is pressing.

"Sky Splitting Nine Heavy Blades!"

Yang Tian, who had suffered a loss once, didn't dare to have any reservations, he knew that Lin Han had not yet used the Imperial Sword Technique, and that mysterious and unpredictable technique was enough to make him deeply jealous.

As soon as you make a move, it is the most powerful knife technique.

The air was sliced apart, and the space was about to be torn apart.

The full strength of the four masters of the Tian Yuan Realm was enough to shatter the mountains and rivers and slash the earth, not to mention that Yang Tian was engrossed in almost all his strength on this sword.

Whew!

At the last moment, a silver flying sword suddenly appeared under Lin Han's feet, and his figure flickered like a flash of lightning, avoiding the range of the blade in the blink of an eye.

Thundered!

The sword fell, and the golden palace trembled, leaving a shallow scar on the ground.

There was only a trace deep in his thumb, but it was enough to prove Yang Tian's strength, because neither Lin Han nor Li Mu had left the slightest trace here before.

Fortunately, Lin Han saw the situation and ran fast, otherwise even if he was physically strong, he would inevitably lack arms and legs.

"This seat will give you one last chance, hand over the Imperial Sword Technique, and spare you from dying!" Yang Tian still remembered the Imperial Sword Technique, staring at Lin Han with wide pupils, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a greedy arc.

"It's up to you? hehe!"

Lin Han grinned, his pupils were full of a cold and murderous luster, he held the lower grade spirit sword and swung all his strength to confront Yang Tian head-on.

The sword technique, he would never give it to Yang Tian.

Today, they are destined to win and lose, live and die.

Lin Han has his own hole cards and beliefs, Yang Tian also has his own confidence and insistence, no one knows who can win, but there is no doubt that it is destined to stain the earth with blood.

"Let's go!"

Yang Yu and Yang Hai looked at each other, then stopped staying, turned around and left.

This level of combat is no longer something they can control, and staying here will not only not help, but will add to the chaos.

What's more, there was a knot left in Yang Hai's heart, a dead knot that could hardly be untied.

His father, who had always revered his faith, actually admitted that he was his father's killer, which made it difficult for him to accept. Thinking of his father's meticulous care for him over the years, giving him the best cultivation resources, asking the best master to pass it on, and leaving the most pampering and support......

He didn't know what to choose.

If everything is true, is it to avenge the "father" who has never met and has died, or to insist on maintaining this "father" who has taken care of him from childhood to adulthood?

He was confused.