The Zhao clan dispatched a total of six powerhouses, which was obviously not all their strength, probably because they felt that this was enough to suppress Ling Han and them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Han was unhappy in his heart, his eyes swept over, and said, "You'd better not mess with me, otherwise he won't be the only one lying here." ”

"Presumptuous!" the six men rebuked at the same time.

Although they are not at the level of clan elders, they can all be called the powerhouses of the Nine Rings, comparable to the powerhouses in the early and even middle stages of the Holy King.

"Take him!"

The six of them shot out and attacked Ling Han.

Ling Han casually grabbed the big man from before, held the man's ankle, and when he used it as a weapon, he smashed it towards the six powerhouses.

Whew, he danced the human stick vigorously.

The big man's face turned green with fright, and he hurriedly used his strength to spread his whole body, otherwise if he was touched and slapped by his fellow clansmen, he would definitely be shocked into blood foam immediately.

And the six people were not allowed to dodge away, so as not to injure the clansmen by mistake.

"What kind of skills are you to fight with hostages!" they agitated.

"You take care of me!" Ling Han let out a long roar, holding the "Great Killing Weapon" and killing the six people, using the big man as a sword to operate, buzzing, and he really ran out of the sword qi, constantly bursting out from the big man's body.

This can make the big man miserable, even if he uses all his strength to protect it, how can he withstand Ling Han's sword intent, and suddenly his skin and flesh are open, and his flesh and blood are blurred.

Ling Han fought vigorously, casually threw the big man aside, and killed among the six people, bangbangbang, punches and kicks, and soon suppressed all six people.

Under his extreme speed, no one could escape at all.

Xiao Gu looked at it with its head tilted to the side, it was now a sponge, constantly absorbing everything, and in its mind, Ling Han was obviously the most influential, making it imitate Ling Han in every move.

Ling Han stood with his hands in his hands, since he had already made such a fuss, he didn't want to stop easily.

After a while, another strong man from the Zhao clan arrived, and this time there were more people, reaching the number of hundreds.

Ling Han had to sigh, there were so many masters here.

These hundred people are all powerhouses of the Nine Rings, and there are more than a dozen of them who are as black as ink in the Nine Rings, reaching the peak level of the Saint King.

Seeing so many old enemies, Xiao Gu's eyes turned green, but fortunately, it remembered Ling Han's words and lowered its head, without having a seizure, and no one noticed its abnormality.

Its wisdom is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more human.

"Let go!" said an old man wearing a five-zhang long feather crown, his feather crown was the longest, obviously the patriarch of the Zhao clan. His face was cold, and his eyes were filled with rage, like thunder.

Ling Han shook his head and said, "Old man, I don't like this commanding tone, let's talk about it with a different attitude. ”

"Looking for death!" A clan elder made a move, boom, and when the big hand reached out, black lines appeared, and the sun, moon and stars were faintly visible, but it was completely different from the exercises of the ancient realm.

Ling Han punched out,-for-tat, not intimidated at all.

Rumble!

After a confrontation, the old clan's figure flickered, revealing a hint of surprise.

In his opinion, Ling Han's aura was much weaker than him—he had fought with other outsiders before, so although the two did not belong to the same cultivation system, they could help him make judgments.

But this fight surprised him, and the other party was not weak at all.

"Ahem!" the patriarch of the Zhao clan spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling the clan elder not to make any more moves, and said, "Outsiders, if you want to borrow the Dao, you can! ”

"Patriarch!" all the clansmen exclaimed, isn't this too cheap for them?

The patriarch of the Zhao clan shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Focus on the overall situation!"

They were planning to start a war with the Lang clan recently, and they naturally didn't want anything unexpected to happen at this juncture, after all, Ling Han had already proved that his strength should not be underestimated.

The elders of all the clans were indignant, but they did not object again, they all secretly decided that when Ling Han and them returned, they would definitely let them know that it was powerful.

Want to discover the secrets of the upstream end?

The ancestors of the various clans had already joined forces to explore there, but they were not allowed to get close at all, and there was only one way to die, so Ling Han and these outsiders could only return the same way in the end.

They all looked at Ling Han, these people were cheap, and they could live a few more days.

Ling Han shook his head and said, "Don't make a mistake, I'm not here to borrow the Tao! These seven people are now hostages, you can make a price, if the price is satisfied, I will return them to you, otherwise, they will be slaughtered and killed to ensure freshness!"

How dare you blackmail us?

All the strong men of the Zhao clan were furious, and even the patriarchs of the Zhao clan had gloomy faces, revealing their killing intent.

He retreated before, not because he was afraid of Ling Han, but because he didn't want to disrupt the deployment of the attack on the Lang clan.

Are you looking for death?

"Take it!" said the Zhao clan leader coldly, finally losing his patience.

"Sixth, let's go together!" A clan elder walked out, he was the seventh clan elder of the Zhao clan, and he was a brother with the sixth clan elder, and the two of them had the most tacit understanding.

"Okay!" The elders of the six clans also walked out, and the two stood side by side, staring at Ling Han with a cold gaze, with no expression on his face, as if Ling Han was already a dead man.

Ling Han smiled slightly, and the golden body of the King of Immovable Ming unfolded, and his six arms stretched out together, grabbing all the six hostages on the ground and using them as weapons: "Come and fight!"

This!

You're so shameless that you actually use hostages as weapons! Besides, even if you catch two, you actually catch six, if you only have six arms, would you have to arrest the last person as well?

This thought also crossed Ling Han's mind, and he couldn't help but think, since he could derive four more arms, could he go one step further and make this number reach six, eight, or even more?

It's a try, maybe it takes countless hours, but it's worth it, isn't it?

The elders of the six clans and the elders of the seven clans were all rat throwers, and they didn't dare to make a move, so they could only look at Ling Han blankly-they had never seen such a brazen person!

Ling Han said: "If you don't fight, then let's discuss the ransom, don't blame me for tearing up the ticket if it's low!"

The strong people of the Zhao clan are all pale, but even if they are easy to appear here, there are still very few people who can reach the Nine Rings, and they are talents that cannot be lost, because there are other tribes in the downstream places that are eyeing each other, as long as their strength is slightly weakened, they will attack mercilessly and replace them.

Some were simply defeated and retreated downstream, while others were directly destroyed and disappeared into the long river of history.

"One hundred top-grade divine medicines!" the patriarch of the Zhao clan spoke, waving his right hand in front of him, throwing out a large number of divine medicines, because the number was extremely large, it could be seen that there was an obvious interweaving of divine brilliance.

Ling Han snorted and said, "You think I'm called Huazi, and you want to send me away with this kind of thing?" These magic pills are only the sixteenth order at the highest.

He slammed his hand, ripped off the arm of one of the hostages, and threw it towards the powerhouses of the Zhao clan. (To be continued.) )