Chapter 17 Battle King

Fei Tian, the young master of a big family, grandfather is an emperor, so he has lived a comfortable life since childhood, as if everything should be respected by him.

God also seems to be a little attached to him and gave him a genius-like cultivation talent. Only in his twenties, he cultivated the strength of the eight peaks of soldiers. Although it is inseparable from the various resources provided to him by the family, his terrible cultivation talent is also deeply rooted in people's hearts, and ordinary people can't do this at all. Point.

The support and strength of the family make him impossible for anyone who opposes him, even if his father looks respectful on the surface, but in fact, he is still unconvinced after coming down.

This time, he came to the thunder prison with some powerful followers, hoping to find some materials suitable for himself to build a thunder weapon, and wanted to shine in the genius competition.

The big family has a big family's education method. Such things like going to the Thunder Prison to find materials to build weapons must be done by themselves. Therefore, although he was afraid of the reputation of the Thunder Prison, Fei Tian still came to the Thunder Prison with numb scalp.

It seems that his luck can't be described as good. Sometimes he will doubt whether it is his current father's biological son, but God's illegitimate son, otherwise everything good will fall on him.

Not long after entering the thunder prison, I found a thunderstone that can be used by emperor-level strong men. However, this time someone competed with him in front of God. Just as he was so happy, a thunder flashed in front of him, which seemed to be no different from the thunder in the thunder prison, but the thunderstone disappeared.

Since a genius is called a genius, he naturally has his advantages. Feeling that something is wrong, he hurriedly chased him, and finally caught up with him, but it seemed that the man didn't want to run away and looked at himself with a provocative face, and his cultivation was also eight times, and he was no older than him.

As a genius, he naturally will not be afraid of people who are geniuses like him, so he fought with that person without saying anything, but the result seemed to be too unexpected. The man actually solved all his several people, which seemed not to be so difficult to solve.

I was a little scared. I asked my men to check the origin of the man and found that he was just a slum. There was nothing* at all, so I was relieved and found a strong man with two kings I had trained and was ready to kill people. It is common for the children of a big family to cultivate their loyal king-level subordinates, but it is impossible to want this king-level to completely obey you, because the king has the pride of the king.

I quickly found the boy. I thought it would be easy to solve, but I didn't expect another accident. Under the king-level attack, the boy escaped. If it hadn't been for the holiday between the two, Fei Tian would have wanted to take Yang Lin as his subordinates.

"Kid, I advise you to hand over the Lei Lianshi as soon as possible and be my subordinates. I won't treat you badly," Fei Tian said, as if he was ordering.

"Puff," "Yang Lin, he won't treat you badly. Why don't you be his subordinate?" Han Ping couldn't help laughing. He really couldn't imagine how there would be such a person in the world.

"Who are you? I advise you not to care about my affairs?" His eyes narrowed and he found that Han Ping's cultivation was not much weaker than him, and he was not old. He had a mind to put it away for himself, so his tone was a little polite, but his idea was destined to be just a dream. Because even God can't let them be any subordinates.

"Who am I? He is my follower. Who do you think I am?" Han Ping pointed to Yang Lin and said carelessly.

"Yes, I'm his little brother. You want me to hand over Lei Lianshi and ask him if he agrees first." Han Ping straightened his head and was willing to cooperate with Han Ping.

"Well, if you hand over the thunder refining stone and then be my subordinates, I can spare your life," Fei Tian said seriously, as if he felt that what he said was reasonable.

"Hey, do I say you are a pig? As your subordinate, can you make us reach the imperial level within a year? Idiots seem to accept us as subordinates, which is really eye-opening. In addition, it is uncertain who will die now." Han Ping was completely defeated by Fei Tian's stupidity and stopped talking nonsense.

"You..."

"Don't you, Yang Lin, dare to challenge the king together? I also want to see how far you have progressed in three years. As for the garbage, it will be dealt with by the dog." Han Ping instantly analyzed the situation on both sides. Yang Lin's strength should not be much weaker than himself if he could escape in this situation, so he pointed out that The fire opened Haikou.

"Okay, but can that dog deal with those people?" Yang Lin was also full of confidence, but pointed to Xiaohuo doubtfully and asked.

"Hey, boy, don't underestimate your little brother Huo. My strength is more powerful than Han Ping's." He expressed dissatisfaction with Yang Lin's suspicion.

When Xiaohuo spoke, Yang Lin's eyes lit up. He, who had been wandering outside alone for three years, was no longer the Yang Lin who had to rely on Han Ping for everything. He knew what the monster that could speak without reaching the king was, so his worries in his heart were completely relieved.

"Ha ha, since the two descendants want to ask me for advice, I will naturally not be stingy." Although the king-level middle-aged man listened to Han Ping's heroic words, although he was disdainful, he looked like a senior.

"Hey, I said, the old man, strength is not pretended. If you want to fight, you can fight. There is so much nonsense there." Yang Lin is a person who respects the old and loves the young, but when facing his own opposition, he can't show this advantage.

People are a little arrogant, especially those who are despised by two juniors at the level of the king, and the arrogance in their hearts is naturally shown, so they have a killing opportunity. Long before going out, the words of the emperor, the head of their family, who told him that he must not kill any genius, have been left behind.

"Little, looking for death", with a shout, the middle-aged man's hands turned into claws, and two ice claws appeared, crossing a distance of 100 meters towards Han Ping and the two.

"The law is limited, and this is another move. If you are not bored, I'm bored." A thunderball appeared in Yang Lin's hand and slapped it on the ice claw, which was a unique trick that followed Han Ping's transformation. Naturally, Han Ping would not be weak, and a dark red fireball formed in his hand and broke the ice claw with one blow. Because all three of them are tentative, there is no prospect in the first fight. On the contrary, Xiaohuo has hit **.

Although the cultivation of Kirinzhu has not been improved, his strength has increased several times. It is naturally extremely easy for him to pack up people at the same level, but according to Han Ping's instructions, he did not kill him.

"Storying, blood burst out", "Thunder's possession", with the strength of Han Ping and the two, the only opportunity to win a king-level double person one after another is to fight quickly, so without hesitation, Han Ping used two secret skills, and Yang Lin actually used the secret skill of the emperor surnamed Luo in the northeast dungeon "Thunderbolt Everyone has their own secrets, so Han Ping will not ask Yang Lin, and Yang Lin will not ask Han Ping.

Two violent breaths rose from the two bodies. Han Ping's whole body was covered with blood fog, his eyes were red, and flames flowed in his eyes; a hundred-foot virtual shadows appeared behind Yang Lin, and a thunder mark appeared in his eyebrows, and thunder galloped there.

The "secret skill" showed an incredible look in his eyes. The king knew the value of the secret skill in his heart. Even with the strength of his king, there is no secret skill so far. How can he not shock him?

"Double Cross Cut", Han Ping saw that the king was stunned and naturally knew how to take advantage of the opportunity. The long-used giant appeared in his hand, dancing twice in the air, and two crimson flame crosses appeared, instantly fused together into a dark red color, and went to the king over a distance of 100 meters.

"Thunder Fist", Yang Lin naturally knew what Han Ping knew. With a tight grip, thunder suddenly broke out, and the hundred-foot virtual shadow also moved, and a few meters-sized fist fell from the sky and hit the king.

The two attacks came at the same time. Even with the strength of the king, he knew that it was difficult to deal with, so he gave up the attack, and his hands danced in front of him. Ice shields appeared one by one, wrapping himself in it, trying to avoid the attack in this way.

"Thunder explosion", Yang Lin mocked. He didn't know the middle-aged man's mind and didn't give him a chance to react. When his fist approached, it exploded directly.

"Cross chopping, explosion", Han Ping's attack is always divided into twofold. The cross chopping hit the ice shield and chose to explode without hesitation.

The explosion that resounded through the world broke out in front of the king, and the ice shields were broken one by one. Finally, the king's figure was finally revealed, but he did not suffer any injury. Instead, his anger broke out and pressed his hands on the ground. Suddenly, cold and sharp ice tips began to appear on the ground. He wanted to force Han Ping to leave. On the ground, and then the weakness that the soldiers could not fly exposed, so he was allowed to slaughter them.

"Walking on the air" and "Lei Xiangbu", two voices sounded at the same time, and then saw Han Ping appear in the air. The middle-aged king was overjoyed and thought that his purpose had been achieved, so he was ready to fly into the sky to slowly clean up the two.

Looking at the middle-aged king of the sky, Han Ping and the two nodded "fusion, Taiji spiral". A dark red fireball appeared in Han Ping's hand, while a purple thunder ball appeared in Yang Lin's hand. The ball in their hands began to merge. Finally, a basketball-sized red appeared in their hands. Purple light ball, the light ball is constantly spinning, ferocious and killing thunder and flames coming out of it, and a terrible energy comes out of it.

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