Beast Blood Rush

Chapter 388 It's Clearly Bullying Him
The cultivators around Zhang Ling didn't react at all to the arrowheads of true energy, as if they didn't see anything.In fact, they all knew that Zhang Ling was definitely safe and sound.

In Hongye Town, so many cultivators used knives to chop Zhang Ling, but there was no way to kill Zhang Ling.How could the true energy arrowheads of the Black Serb cavalry hurt Zhang Ling?But the commander of the Hesse cavalry may be a tragedy.If he offended Zhang Ling, death is definitely not his end.

Ever since Zhang Ling got a potion army out, many people were secretly worried about Zhang Ling's enemies.Now Zhang Ling doesn't like killing people very much.He likes to use potions to control his enemies.Potions are also effective for cultivators of the Yaozu.If this haman is controlled by Zhang Ling with potions...

"Boy, I didn't expect that you still have some skills! You can actually dodge my arrowhead! Very good, you successfully angered me!" Haman said with a gloomy face and fierce eyes.

The commander of the Black Serb cavalry never thought that Zhang Ling was the one he was provoking.Originally, Zhang Ling didn't intend to use the potion, but just wanted to kill the opponent with a single knife, but suddenly changed his mind.Since you are so fierce and arrogant, if I kill you with one knife, it will be cheaper for you.If you can use potions... It seems that potions are not powerful enough!
Zhang Ling suddenly asked: "Bingqian, tell me, besides potions, is there anything more vicious?"

Zhou Bingqian knew Zhang Ling's thoughts well, and said with a rare smile: "Slave! If you want, you can make him your slave!"

Zhang Ling nodded slowly, and said deeply: "Is it a bit too outrageous? The slave seems a bit evil..."

Zhou Bingqian said with a smile: "What's so evil about turning the Yaozu into your slaves?"

Zhang Ling nodded slightly, as if he had made up his mind.

Ha Man heard both of their conversations, and immediately made him fly into a rage.

What?They actually tried to turn him into a slave?Haha, this is simply the funniest joke ever!

Who is he?He is the commander of the Hessian cavalry, and he is a genuine practitioner of the sixth level of the three talents!What is this little guy?He is only on the eighth floor of the Liangyi Realm!

Not to mention the difference of eight levels in the middle, the difference between the Liangyi realm and the Sancai realm alone is enough for Ha Man to pinch him to death hundreds of times with just a casual hand.Poor human beings are really getting more and more overwhelmed and arrogant.Haman decided to torture them well and let them know what it means to be tall and thick.

Zhou Bingqian eagerly said, "Do you want me to go up first and test his strength?"

Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "There's no need. I'll catch him myself!"

Before the words finished, Zhang Ling disappeared instantly.

Haman was taken aback, and hastily drew out his tiger-wing saber for self-defense, and stood ready for battle.

He could feel that danger was approaching him.There is no doubt that the danger comes from Zhang Ling who suddenly disappeared.

"Hohohoho!"

"Hohohoho!"

Ha Man hastily brandished his Tiger Wing Saber.

As a cultivator on the sixth level of the Three Talents Realm, Haman's combat effectiveness is still very strong.

Unfortunately, the only thing he lacks is speed.The wind attribute index of his beast soul is too low, only a mere three stars.

And what Zhang Ling is best at is precisely speed.With the help of the Moro Dance and the Infernal Soul Code, he was behind Ha Man in an instant.Without thinking, he just punched.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Haman's back collapsed immediately from the beating.

Zhang Ling's full-strength blow condensed the true energy of twenty or thirty beasts with the same soul. How powerful is that?
Even Xiaolongren couldn't resist his fist, let alone Ha Man.

"what!"

"what!"

Haman let out two short screams on the spot.

The first sound was his own feeling that something was wrong, and he couldn't help screaming.

The second sound came after he was hit by a fist.Accompanied by the scream, he also spit out a long blood arrow.

After two screams, Haman's body flew up like a catfish.

Fortunately, after all, he is a cultivator of the sixth level of the three-talent realm of the Yaozu. He has a strong ability to resist attacks and a strong body recovery ability.

In mid-air, Haman worked hard to adjust his body balance so as not to lose control when he landed.On the other hand, he hastily mobilized his true energy to recover from his injuries.

Although he was hit by Zhang Ling with all his strength, Zhang Ling's fist hit him in the back impartially.However, Haman's injury was not very serious.After all, his cultivation level is very high, eight levels away from Zhang Ling, and there is a big difference in the middle.He recovered quickly from his injuries.

However, Harman was not optimistic at all.He even felt a little sad.

Because, before his injury fully recovered, Zhang Ling's figure clung to him like a ghost again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhang Ling approached Ha Man's side, and struck again with all his strength.

This time, what Zhang Ling used was no longer his own fist, but the wide and thick Ju Jue Sword.

The Jujue sword slammed on Haman's body fiercely, just hitting the chest, and again sent Haman flying backwards, spitting out a big mouthful of blood again.

Poor Harman, he was going to fight back.Being beaten passively is definitely not his style.However, Zhang Ling preempted him before he could make a move.As a result, all his preparations were abruptly interrupted.He once again became a sandbag to be beaten passively.If it wasn't for his strong resilience, he would have been instantly killed with one move.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Haman's injury has not yet recovered, and Zhang Ling's Jujue Sword has arrived again.

Poor Haman was beaten into the air again, and was beaten again until he spit out long bloody arrows.

"you!"

"hateful!"

Haman was outraged.

This damn Zhang Ling is obviously bullying him!

If the two sides started the war openly, he might not be so sad, he would definitely be able to fight back.

However, Zhang Ling blindly took advantage of his speed to attack him continuously. Apart from being beaten passively, he really couldn't fight back.

The main reason is that Zhang Ling's attack speed is too fast, and the attack force is strong enough.Before Haman could react, Zhang Ling's Jujue Sword arrived.And the damage caused by the Jujue Sword to Haman is something that Haman dare not ignore.If he doesn't concentrate his true energy to recover from his injuries, he will cause fatal injuries.

"damn it!"

"Where did this kid come from?"

At this time, another commander of the Hesse cavalry also found that something was wrong.

His companion, Haman, is clearly a cultivator at the sixth level of the Three Talents Realm, but he can't even deal with a small eighth level of the Liangyi Realm. What's going on?

No way, he was about to come up with a flail to help.As a result, just as his figure flickered, Zhou Bingqian stopped him.Seeing that Zhang Ling and Haman were fighting like a raging fire, Miss Zhou couldn't hold back for a long time.Now, Haman was about to be beaten into a cripple by Zhang Ling, and she just seized the opportunity to clean up Haman's companions.

The commander of the Hessian cavalry is called Lei Luo, and he is a cultivator at the fifth level of the three talents, and his strength is slightly weaker than that of Haman.However, he has always been confident in his own strength.Holding the flail, he gave Zhou Bingqian a hard look, and without saying anything, he swung the flail vigorously and threw it at Zhou Bingqian.

"Chucky!"

"Chucky!"

Of course Zhou Bingqian was not to be outdone, and raised her sword to fight back.

But seeing the red dragon sword in her hand, bursts of red light burst out instantly, like a burning fire dragon.

As soon as Zhang Ling made a move, Haman completely lost his ability to fight back. Zhou Bingqian was naturally jealous, and he was merciless in his attack.

"damn it!"

"Is this woman that powerful?"

In Lei Luo's heart, he couldn't help being taken aback, and secretly complained.

It never occurred to him that this beautiful human female cultivator was actually so powerful.

The so-called expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.Lei Luo is not stupid.The moment Zhou Bingqian made the Chilong Sword, he felt that he might be in some trouble.

As a result, he still overestimated his own strength and underestimated Zhou Bingqian's combat effectiveness.As a cultivator at the fifth level of the Three Talents Realm, when he met Zhou Bingqian, who was only at the eighth level of the Liangyi Realm, he fell into a fierce battle from the very beginning.His flail couldn't help Zhou Bingqian's Chilong Sword at all.The two sides are evenly matched, and neither can do anything to the other.

At this time, the battle between Zhang Ling and Haman had basically been decided.

I don't know when, the Jujue sword in Zhang Ling's hand has been replaced by the Chilong sword, and he is entangled with Ha Man.

But seeing the red dragon sword in Zhang Ling's hand, it looked like a raging fire dragon, constantly spraying out continuous blue flames, entangled around Haman all the time.

At this time, Ha Man was absolutely in distress.The Chilong Sword in Zhang Ling's hand is simply too perverted.When other people urge the Chilong Sword, at most it just shoots out red and yellow flames, but the Chilong Sword in Zhang Ling's hand sprays out blue flames, so pure that there is no trace of variegated blue flames. flames.

Even if Haman is an idiot, he knows that these blue flames cannot be touched.The so-called perfect fire, the color of the flame has turned into azure blue, indicating that the temperature of the flame is extremely high, so high that he absolutely cannot bear it.In fact it is.Those azure flames wrapped around Haman, scorching Haman immediately.

In fact, the azure flame did not touch Ha Man's body, it roasted him completely indirectly.However, even if it was an indirect roast, Haman already felt that he could not bear it.The skin on the surface of his body has been parched and parched.His eyes, nose, ears, lips, etc. were all scorched by the high temperature, almost completely deformed.

(End of this chapter)