"How dare you really attack us?"

Seeing that the Qiankun Sword Sect did not deter these mercenaries, Ximen Wuge's expression was slightly ugly.

"Simon, don't say any more."

Lin Han finally stepped forward and pulled Ximen Wuge back, then looked around with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Actually, I also want to say one thing, that is...... Now give up all your possessions, and I can let you go. ”

"What?"

"This kid has a brain problem, and he dares to threaten us at this time?"

"This kid must have been stupid by us, and now he's talking nonsense, hahaha..."

Around, when the mercenaries heard Lin Han's words, their expressions showed undisguised sarcasm.

"Boom!"

But just as the mercenaries laughed sarcastically, a sword light suddenly tore through the sky.

"Poof!"

One of the mercenaries who laughed the most had before he could react, his head had been cut off and blood was scattered all over the ground.

Boom!

The head fell to the ground hard, and the sound of the impact made the hearts of the surrounding mercenaries beat fiercely.

"What I just said, I'm not joking, let alone talking nonsense, I seriously warn you again, hand over all the wealth on your body, otherwise, die!"

"Boom!"

Almost at the moment when Lin Han's words fell, an incomparable terrifying killing intent was suddenly released and spread from him.

This kind of artistic conception of killing thoughts is the artistic conception that Lin Han has continuously comprehended the ninety-nine sword burials with the golden divine fire in these days.

Lin Han called it the artistic conception of killing.

At this time, the killing intent was released, and the fierce beasts under the mercenary seats, Lei Leopard, all showed fear in their eyes.

Obviously, these naturally ferocious demon beasts also have a fear mentality.

At this time, what they are afraid of is naturally Lin Han.

"What a terrible killing intent."

Many of the mercenaries' pupils shrank suddenly.

They originally thought that the two disciples of the great sect were both flowers in the greenhouse, and in their eyes, they were just children who had not grown their hair, and they were easy to deal with.

But now, I felt the terrifying killing intent on Lin Han's body.

The mercenaries immediately understood that the lamb in their eyes was actually a killing god in their skin.

However, these mercenaries are fierce by nature, and at this time, there are many people and there is no fear at all.

After a brief pause.

"This kid killed our brother, go up together, and kill him."

"That's right, I don't believe it, a kid from the Cave Heaven Realm can be so powerful?"

"Up, go up together, perform a killing move, and let this kid bleed the earth!"

One mercenary by one roared, holding the soldiers in their hands, full of murderous energy, shining brightly, and rushed towards Lin Han.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, a loud roar rang out.

Rumble!

A burly middle-aged man stepped in.

His eyes were cold, and at this time he was riding on a fierce thunder leopard, holding a blue iron spear in his hand, simple and vigorous, a barrel of gun, the void vibrate, and the spear penetrated the ten-meter void.

"Get out!"

But in the face of this terrifying shot, Lin Han just burst into a shout, his fist turned golden, and his noble divine brilliance flowed.

"Boom!"

A punch was blasted out, and Lin Han shook it hard with his golden fist and the spear.

"Hahaha, boy, you are too big, my spear is cast of thousand-year-old blue iron under the sea, and its hardness is comparable to that of a high-grade magic weapon, and you are actually hard to shake with your body? It's just stupid! ”

The middle-aged man saw Lin Han punch and didn't draw his sword at all, so he suddenly smiled fiercely.

He seemed to have seen his spear, piercing Lin Han's entire fist and even his entire arm.

"Dang!"

But in the next moment, what made the middle-aged man almost lose his eyes was that Lin Han's golden fist actually collided with the tip of his spear, making a metallic clashing sound, without any damage.

"How is that possible?"

The middle-aged man looked horrified.

He couldn't believe it, how could Lin Han's body be so strong?

Even if his top-grade magic weapon big gun can't pierce Lin Han's flesh and skin, how can he fight this?

"Bang!"

Lin Han didn't give the middle-aged man time to think, he was covered in golden light, like an ancient god of war walking on the earth, his momentum was soaring, the killing intent was monstrous, and he punched out again, directly shattering the middle-aged man's entire body and turning it into flesh and blood.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

And at this time, more and more mercenaries flocked to the scene, murderous.

"Since you are so uninteresting, I will kill you once today."

Lin Leng smiled coldly.

"The green dragon changes, the third change!"

"Transform into a green dragon!"

A roar full of murderous intent rang out.

Rise!

Almost at this moment, Lin Han's entire humanoid body actually began to turn into a dragon, and hideous cyan scales, mixed with Dao Dao golden veins, appeared on Lin Han's entire body.

On his head, between the black hair dancing wildly, two quaint dragon horns actually grew.

The eyes that were originally dark and deep have also turned into blood-colored dragon eyes, like two bright magic lamps under the dark night.

Lin Han's whole person instantly turned into a humanoid brute dragon.

"The Blue Dragon Transformation Secret Technique?"

Not far away, Ximen Wuge saw this scene and looked shocked.

He knew that this was a very remote bloodline secret technique in the Qiankun Sword Sect, and almost no one could successfully cultivate it.

Because, on the earth today, the dragon has disappeared.

But at this time, this green dragon change reappeared in Lin Han's body.

Moreover, Ximen Wuge looked at the cyan dragon scales on Lin Han's body, and there were noble golden lines engraved on them.

This made Simon Wuge secretly shocked in his heart.

Could it be that Lin Han's body inherits the dragon bloodline from ancient times?

"Poof" "poof"......

And at this time, Lin Han turned into a green dragon, and his physical strength reached a peak.

He rushed into the crowd and shot blatantly, and one mercenary, no matter what kind of cultivation, was all bombarded and vomited blood.

That terrifying dragon body was too brutal for few people to withstand.

Many of the mercenaries looked frightened, staggered back, and almost fell to the ground, staring at the green-shirted dragon shadow, their eyes full of fear.

"Don't retreat, sacrifice all the forbidden weapons, and kill this kid!"

In the mercenary group, the young man at the head yelled.

Shout!

In his body, a small purple gold tripod burst out, shining with brilliant purple light, high in the sky, like a blazing purple sun.

"Buzz!"

An incomparable terrifying qi machine was released from the purple gold tripod.

"This kind of breath, is it a holy soldier?"

Xiao Que suddenly spoke in his mind, making Lin Han's expression change slightly.

"Holy soldiers? A holy soldier who surpasses the magic weapon? ”

Lin Han couldn't help but ask in his mind.

"That's right."

Xiao Que nodded, and said in a solemn tone: "However, that Zijin Xiaoding, it seems that it has been hit hard, I can sense that most of the holy power origin in it has disappeared, and it can be regarded as a half-holy soldier, but that's it, as long as it has a trace of saint power, it is extremely terrifying, Xiao Hanzi, you must be careful." ”

"Hmm."

Lin Han nodded.

He looked at the purple gold tripod in the sky, feeling the overwhelming coercion, his expression was not afraid, but the divine light in his eyes was even brighter, it could simply penetrate the void and shoot directly into a person's soul.

"Boy, you're dead!"

The young man at the head told all his men to retreat, and then he stepped into the air and pressed it with one hand.

Bang!

The purple gold small tripod suddenly changed from a palm-sized small tripod to a hundred-zhang tall giant tripod, like a big mountain, and fell with a bang.

"Saint King Battle Nine Heavens!"

At this moment, Lin Han roared, and his body bloomed with immeasurable divine light.

A vague huge phantom of the Saint King, heroic and majestic, manifested behind Lin Han's back, and his huge hands were raised violently, lifting the purple gold giant tripod violently.

The Holy King of Baizhang stands on the earth, holds up the giant tripod, and stands on the sky!

This scene is extremely shocking.

Around, whether it was Ximen Wuge or a group of mercenaries, they were all dumbfounded and deeply shocked.

Martial arts practice to the end, can be the same gods.

This was vividly reflected in Lin Han and the young man led by him at this time.

The battle between the two is simply like two gods fighting in myths and legends, earth-shattering, and visions.

"The Holy King fights the Nine Heavens? Isn't this the first of the seven inheritance artistic conceptions of the War Emperor Palace? How could you, a small Cave Heaven Realm disciple, have this kind of inheritance? ”

The young man at the head looked at the scene below, and his expression was difficult to see.

Moreover, there was uncertainty in his gaze.

Lin Han is so young, has such combat power, and inherits the secret of the War Emperor Palace.

Could it be that this Lin Han is the heir of a certain big man in the War Emperor's Palace?

"Who the hell are you?"

The young man at the head snorted coldly.

"Dead people, don't need to know so much."

Lin Han responded indifferently.

"Hmph, you just can resist my Zijin Ding, how can you kill me?"

The young man at the head sneered, with a disdain in his tone.

"Oh, really?"

The corners of Lin Han's mouth crossed a trace of coldness.

Almost instantly.

"Killing Eyes!"

Airplanes!

Under the dark sky, the night was shrouded, but at this time, a cyan demonic eye slowly opened in the sky.

It is like the eye of a god, overlooking all beings.

"What is this?"

The young man at the head subconsciously looked into the sky, and suddenly saw the blue eyes.

Cold, indifferent, without any emotion, high above, like a god.

"Whoa!"

A cyan lightning bolt rushed out from the eyes of killing, like a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder falling, instantly turning into a cyan spear, directly piercing the soul of the young man.

"Ahh

In an instant, the young man suddenly covered his head and let out a terrible howl.

(End of chapter)