Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4691: The Imperial Weapon appears

Ling Han smiled, and brandished his fist towards the Demon Subduing Staff.

Peng!

The light of Regulations burst from his fist, firmly blocking this blow.

This!

Everyone was speechless with shock. This was too ridiculous; taking a Saint Tool head-on with bare hands?

Just what kind of freak are you?

That’s right. It may be true that one could be strong in terms of battle prowess, but taking on a Saint Tool with one’s bare hands would depend on the strength of one’s physique.

Thus, being strong in battle prowess did not mean that one’s physique was strong. These were two different matters. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

However, Ling Han had already demonstrated to them what a true freak was.

"Hehe!" Ling Han bared his teeth in a grin. He swung his fist again, and struck out at Shi Gang.

Hong! Hong! Hong!

His hands were the strongest Saintly Material in the world, and each of his strikes greeted the Saint Tool head-on. He did not show the slightest bit of weakness.

Moreover, his strength was still increasing.

The Fourth Extreme pillar was burning fiercely. With every bit burned, the Regulations that Ling Han had grasped would increase slightly.

Twenty flashes! Twenty one flashes! Twenty two flashes!

There was less than one-tenth of the Fourth Extreme pillar remaining. Ling Han had a feeling that when the Fourth Extreme pillar was completely burnt, the Regulations he had grasped would reach around 25.

Twenty-five flashes.

What kind of terrifying number was this? If someone like Buddha Three Miseries knew about this, he would definitely despair.

"Ling Han, you’re dead!" Shi Gang said balefully. Did he think this was his full battle prowess?

Wrong!

"Vajra Subduing Demon Formation!" he exclaimed lightly.

All of a sudden, the Saints in the surroundings began to chant Buddhist chants. They formed seals at the same time, and struck out at Shi Gang.

Shockingly, the aura that Shi Gang Gang released actually became slightly stronger.

Ling Han immediately understood. Every Saint was funneling power into Shi Gang, allowing him to gain strength that surpassed his cultivation level for a short period of time.

"Ignorant brat, die!" Shi Gang threw a heavy punch, and there were shockingly 25 flashes of Regulations entwined around his fist.

It should be known that his battle prowess limit had only been 22 streaks of Regulations.

An increase of three eight-star Regulations in one go was practically terrifying.

Yet Ling Han smiled, and similarly shot out a punch.

This time, he didn’t hold back anymore. Not only did he unleash the 22 Regulations in his body, but he even activated the power of belief to the extreme. There were as many as 27 eight-star Regulations wrapped around his fists.

Heavens!

Shi Gang’s expression instantly became one of utter terror, as well as shock and disbelief.

27 flashes!

How was this possible?

Peng!

Their fists collided. Power collided, and Regulations also collided.

Then, Shi Gang was sent flying. Cracks immediately appeared on his skin, and blood gushed out.

The spectators couldn’t believe their own eyes. It could be said that Shi Gang had used all the trump cards that he could use—the power of belief, the Saint Tool, the formation techniques, but?

He was actually still outmatched.

The greatest prodigy of all eternity, this was the greatest prodigy of all eternity.

Ling Han smiled, "I said I would beat you up, and you still don’t believe me?"

He set off in hot pursuit, throwing punch after punch.

Under the crushing pressure of battle prowess, who would be able to turn the tables in his hands?

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Shi Gang instantly became a punching bag, and Ling Han pummeled him madly.

Below them, everyone was speechless.

Shi Gang was the top elite of their Buddhist Land. Of course, Buddha Ah Han definitely couldn’t be counted in, but now, their top elite was being thrashed by Ling Han, unable to fight back at all.

This was too humiliating.

Every time Ling Han threw a punch, the entire Buddhist Race would lose a little face.

This was a great humiliation, something that had never been experienced in all of history!

As a member of an Imperial Clan, they had always been the ones to rule the world. Now, however, they were being bullied right on their doorstep.

Was this still the Imperial Clan?

"Enough!" Guo Shuang stepped into the air, and shouted coldly at Ling Han.

Though she did not like Shi Gang, no matter what, they were both on the same side now, and Ling Han was an outsider through and through.

Ling Han stopped, looked towards Guo Shuang, and asked calmly, "Does Miss Guo also want to battle me?"

Shi Gang finally breathed a sigh of relief. His expression was twisted. With his narrow-mindedness, how could he swallow this anger?

Furthermore, the moment Guo Shuang opened her mouth, Ling Han immediately stopped. Was there some unspeakable relationship between the two of them?

All of a sudden, he felt as if he had been cuckolded.

"That’s my intention." Guo Shuang brandished her sword. The sword was three feet long, and it was almost transparent, as if it was made of crystal.

With a casual kick, Ling Han sent Shi Gang flying, directly facing Guo Shuang.

Previously, he had already felt that Guo Shuang gave him an unfathomable feeling, and considered her a strong rival. Of course, he was already a Half-Saint now, and was just a little bit away from becoming a true Saint. His abilities had soared, and Guo Shuang could no longer pose a threat to him.

Shi Gang rolled into the distance. His expression was twisted, and there was a murderous glint in his eyes.

However, his abilities were inferior, so what could he do no matter how furious he was?

Guo Shuang let out a soft exclamation, and brandished her sword in a slash.

Shua, the sword light surged 30,000 meters, incredibly terrifying.

Yi?

Ling Han was astonished. This Guo Shuang was actually a Seven Star Saint!

The sword light slashed over. There were shockingly 21 flashes of Regulations, and this was still without using the power of belief. Otherwise, the battle prowess would be even more terrifying.

However, compared to Ling Han, she was still slightly inferior.

Even if Ling Han didn’t use the power of belief, he could still blast out 22 streaks of Regulations. Even though there was only one additional streak, in a clash of elites, could one afford the difference of one streak?

Moreover, Ling Han was already capable of defeating a stronger opponent as a weaker opponent. Now that he was still the stronger party, how could a weaker opponent possibly turn the tables?

Of course, that was impossible.

Under Ling Han’s powerful suppression, Guo Shuang was at a complete disadvantage, and this was under the condition that Ling Han didn’t use any powerful moves at all.

With a thought, boom, the barrage of murderous aura surged out, turning into a fist that ruthlessly blasted towards Guo Shuang.

"Spiritual Power attack? Humph!" Guo Shuang was completely unafraid. She had a precious tool that had been personally forged by a Great Emperor, and could be immune to all negative effects.

However, when the punch landed, she retreated rapidly, and then her face became incredibly pale. At the same time, she was also incredibly stunned.

She had actually been hit!

How was this possible?

She had a precious tool that had been personally refined by the Great Emperor, and could be immune to all attacks of Spiritual Power.

Meanwhile, Ling Han broke into a grin. After he had advanced into Saint Tier, his Spiritual Power attack had also improved further. More importantly, there was still a sliver of the might of the Seed of the Holy Flame within.

This was obtained from the great fissure at the edge of the universe, and could even allow one to become the strongest Great Emperor!

Even Empress Qingzhu had died because of this, so how could it not be awesome?

Hence, even the precious tool of a Great Emperor would not be able to block it.

Of course, this was unless the Great Emperor made a move himself.

Ling Han stood proudly. This was clearly the territory of the Buddhist Race, yet he was like a ruler, looking down on the heavens.

This infuriated the Buddhist Land elites. This was far too detestable!

Who would deal with him?

It didn’t matter who it was, as long as they could deal with him. Otherwise, what face would the Buddhist Race have?

Weng!

Right at this moment, a majestic light shot into the skies, then rapidly soared in their direction.

This speed was astonishingly fast, but when the light arrived, it came to an abrupt stop.

Demon Subduing Staff.

It wasn’t a replica, but the genuine Imperial Weapon!