Chapter 613
Everything had first and second time, but how could there be third one as well?
Hu Qin Fang already escaped twice, and actually wanted to escape for a third time and then request Deity Transformation Tier elites to come over?
Ling Han obviously wouldn't tolerate it; with an imposing presence, he barged in with his sword to block the carriage,
"Cool!" Qin Lian Yue said, infatuated . She was actually a romantic person, and obviously adored heroes the most . Ling Han was the same age as her, and not too different in tier, but his strength was much more powerful, conquering her heart in no time .
Of course, she only idolized Ling Han now; it was different from falling in love .
"Ugly monster is thinking about Ling Han as expected . Should I kill her?" Hu Niu stroked her chin, and seriously considered the thought .
Ling Han condensed Sword Qi and formed a pseudo-ray . The 10,000 Techniques Return to One was prepared to be launched .
"Brat, you certainly are very strong, but this young master is Wind Moon Sect's Young Sect Master! Are you sure you want to make an enemy of me?" Hu Qin Fang threatened . Now that he was forced to bring up his background to scare him, it was clear that he certainly was at his wits' end .
Ling Han laughed grimly, and said, "The Wind Moon Sect is such a shameless sect . I might as well uproot it so as to avoid the great suffering of others . "
"Big talk!" Hu Qing Fang shouted sternly . Although Ling Han's battle prowess was strong, it was only at Spiritual Infant Tier, and the Wind Moon Sect had Heaven Tier elites—and not just one!
Even Deity Transformation Tier warriors were enough to roll over Spiritual Infant Tier ones, let alone Heaven Tier warriors .
"I'll kill you first for a good start!" Ling Han already completed the accumulation of power, and with a swing of the sword, 29 flashes of Sword Qi gathered and turned into a light golden-colored stream, sweeping towards the carriage .
The carriage already set up its barrier, blocking the stream, but it only lasted for an instant . Peng, the barrier actually shattered under the assault of the Sword Qi, and the stream continued to sweep by from the center of the carriage, instantly slashing the carriage into two parts .
Terrifying!
When the carriage activated its defense, it could form a barrier at the Spiritual Infant Tier, which relied on Origin Crystals as its source of power . So as long as there were Origin Crystals, the barrier could be constantly maintained and instantly replenished .
It was destroyed with the strike of the sword, so how terrifying would Ling Han's strike have to be for the barrier's replenishment to unable to keep up?
Inside the carriage, Hu Qing Fang leapt out, his face pale . This guy was too fierce . He was sitting in Wind Moon Sect's ancient war chariot, which theoretically couldn't be broken through by any Spiritual Infant Tier opponents .
In the middle state, Deity Transformation Tier cultivators could be called elites, and who among those that reached this level would easily start a war against the Wind Moon Sect? For this reason, Hu Qing Fang always ran wild in the ancient war chariot without scruples—until the recent few days, when he knocked into two iron plates consecutively .
…Hu Niu could bite open the war chariot's defense, and Ling Han was even more kickass, slicing the carriage in two with a sword strike .
"You, you . . . don't come over!" Hu Qing Fang's greatest trump card was lost, and he was finally thrown into a panic, completely losing composure .
"Then scream . See if anyone will come save you if you scream your throat out," Ling Han said indifferently .
"Hahahaha!" Hu Niu began to laugh loudly, while Zhu Xuan Er laughed lightly with her mouth covered . Qin Lian Yue thought shortly, then began to laugh as well; her idol told a joke, so whether it was funny or not, she'd just laugh first .
"Go!" Hu Qing Fang pushed the four beautiful women while he turned tail and ran .
"What a joke of a man!" With a flash, Ling Han turned into a flash of lightning and caught up to Hu Qing Fan . With a strike of the sword, pu, Hu Qing Fang's head soared into the sky, blood gushing violently from the severed neck .
"Young Sect Master!" the four beautiful women cried out, their faces pale .
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