Chapter 4353 Forced
Chapter 4353 Forced
Ling Han shook his head and said, "You can find someone else. I'm not interested."
"I have already spoken, and you still have all kinds of excuses?" Lian Yutang humphed, and moved aggressively, grabbing out at Ling Han.
A mere Spirit Transformation Tier Second Change cultivator, was naturally someone he could take down with a stretch of his hand.
Ling Han's eyes turned cold. He activated Destructive Energy, which transformed into a sharp sword that slashed over.
"Yi?" Lian Yutang couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. A crack had actually appeared on the palm he had struck out. Though it was not ripped apart, it still stunned him. Furthermore, it had also caused a certain backlash to himself.
A mere Spirit Transformation Tier Second Change, he was actually this powerful?
He didn't know that Ling Han had already advanced to the Third Change.
But even if it was the Third Change or even the Fourth Change, he shouldn't have been so powerful. The gap in cultivation level was still as wide as the sky, and he was the Golden Generation!
No wonder this boy was called the Imperial Son Killer. He was truly extraordinary.
Lian Yutang felt that he had really underestimated Ling Han. It could not be helped. The Golden Generation had been wearing a brilliant halo since birth. They were the generation that had the highest hopes of becoming Emperor, so it was only natural that they would be proud.
Now, however, he finally realized that those who came later were launching powerful attacks at him and the Golden Generation.
If they were at the same cultivation level, would he be a match for Ling Han?
This caused him to become doubtful, and lose his confidence.
Lian Yutang took a deep breath. As a dignified Golden Generation, he actually did not have the conviction that he would definitely win at the same cultivation level?
Merely for this reason, he had already lost.
His desire to kill Ling Han intensified. As long as he had taken advantage of Ling Han's value, he would make his move without hesitation. Whether it was because of Ling Han's natural talent, or because of Chi Menghan.
"I have already made my move, and you still want to refuse?" Lian Yutang smirked coldly, and made another move.
Ling Han did not confront him head-on. Merely exchanging a single blow allowed him to know that Lian Yutang's strength was still far superior to his. It was definitely not a good idea to confront him head-on.
He retreated, and definitely would not take it head-on.
However, the movement technique that Lian Yutang had grasped was superior to his. In such a short distance, Lian Yutang naturally had the complete upper hand, giving Ling Han great pressure.
"You don't know how to appreciate kindness!" Lian Yutang humphed, and with a flash, his spiritual bodies appeared, one after another.
This was what it meant to be serious!
Previously, it had been a one-on-one battle, but now? Ten against one, it naturally could further increase his advantage.
"Cousin, what are you doing!" Chi Menghan's voice rang out, and her figure appeared gracefully.
Lian Yutang forcefully stopped his movements, and smiled faintly at Chi Menghan, "I am sparring with him; what need is there for Cousin to be nervous?"
"I'll find another chance next time." After saying this, he turned around and left.
Ling Han stared at his receding figure, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
He definitely had to increase his cultivation level as soon as possible, and kill this guy.
"Cousin's animosity towards you is very strong," Chi Menghan said. She wasn't stupid, so how could it be that she couldn't tell after such a long time?
Ling Han cracked a smile, "If I kill him, you won't blame me, right?"
Chi Menghan grimaced. This guy really didn't take the Imperial Son seriously at all. He would kill and slaughter one at the drop of a hat.
"You decide for yourself," she said. She would not deliberately influence the decision that Ling Han had made.
Ling Han laughed loudly. This Imperial Daughter did not have the proud personality of the other Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters at all. She was really understanding.
Actually, this was only in relative terms. If it was someone else, just see how proud Chi Menghan would be.
However, he couldn't stay here forever. Horses couldn't grow fat without night grass, and without natural treasures, it would be a pipe dream for him to advance to the Spirit Transformation Tier Sixth Change and above in a short period of time.
He had to go out and search for opportunities. As long as he could get some honey, Nine Vines Fire Origin Fruit, and so on, his cultivation level would be able to soar again.
He discussed with the empress and the others, and decided to set out immediately.
After packing up a little, he was about to set out.
"Hold it right there!" Unexpectedly, before they could even move, they saw Nalan Feiyue running over with a few people, blocking their path.
"There's no need to trouble you guys to send us off," the large black dog said with a smile.
Nalan Feiyue ignored the large black dog's ridicule, and said proudly, "You men can leave, but the women have to stay."
In the Flame Skin Race, women were a kind of wealth, a tool to pass on their seeds and carry on the line!
This was just like how bandits blocked the way to rob others of their wealth. If they wanted to pass this path, they would have to leave some money behind to buy passage.
"Shameless, you dare to have designs on Niu?" Hu Niu placed her hands on her hips, her face filled with fury.
"Zhi, zhi, zhi, zhi!" The little red bird also called out excitedly. She was also a female.
Meanwhile, Ling Han asked curiously, "Is your ancestor the cook who fetched water and cooked for the True Phoenix? See, isn't this deduction very logical? Firstly, your names sound similar, and secondly, it's as if you've never seen a woman in eight lifetimes."
When these words fell, Nalan Feiyue and the others were all angered.
"You dare to mock us?" they shouted.
Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "It was you people who insulted my family first. It's impolite not to reciprocate."
"They've got big heads and thick necks, so they must be cooks," the large black dog immediately concluded.
"Why don't we capture one and bring him back? We'll have someone to cook for us in the future," the little azure dragon suggested.
How could Nalan Feiyue tolerate this? He immediately moved, and shot out a punch at Ling Han.
Ling Han humphed and replied with a punch of his own.
Peng!
A loud bang rang out, and the two of them exchanged a punch. Both of them trembled, and took a few steps back.
Nalan Feiyue was surprised. He was a Spirit Transformation Tier Seventh Change elite, and Ling Han's aura was clearly inferior to his, but his power was actually not the slightest bit inferior, which surprised him.
However, after only a slight hesitation, he charged over again.
Previously, they had restrained themselves because they were wary of Lian Yutang, a Golden Generation of Spirit Transformation Tier Ninth Change. Only the elders of their clan could suppress him with the Firebird Staff, so they did not dare to cause too much offence.
However, Lian Yutang had already left, and he had also made it very clear that Chi Menghan was the only one who couldn't be touched.
Thus, when they saw that Ling Han and the others were about to leave, Nalan Feiyue and the others immediately moved. They had not thought that Ling Han would be so troublesome, that they would not be able to deal with him in a short while.
Hong! Hong! Hong!
The two of them battled fiercely, and very soon, all their ultimate moves were used. The battle had become incredibly dangerous.
"Humph!" Nalan Feiyue's figure trembled, and multiple spiritual bodies walked out of his body. There were a total of seven, and added with him, there were eight of them.
Boom, the eight Nalan Feiyues attacked again, and their power naturally increased explosively.
Ling Han still didn't use his spiritual body. He could disperse all attacks within six Heavens, and he had cultivated Body Arts as well. With the two combined, the strength of his defense was definitely freakish.
So what if it was one against eight? Though he was at a slight disadvantage, he could completely withstand it.
"See if I won't beat you to death!" Nalan Feiyue roared. Boom, the flaming tattoos on his arms flickered, and his aura instantly increased greatly.
This was a technique similar to the Imperial Clan burning their Imperial Blood to increase their battle prowess. However, in comparison, whether it was in terms of duration or effects, this was far inferior to burning Imperial Blood.
It could not be helped. After all, he was the descendant of the cook.
Ling Han thought to himself, and directly shot out a murderous aura attack.
"Wu!" Nalan Feiyue immediately let out a muffled groan, looking like he was in pain.