The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2945 Winter fiasco!

Chapter 2945 Winter fiasco!
"You... how could you be so powerful!"

Han Dong doesn't quite believe that the cold forest, which he regards as ants, is so powerful that even he himself feels a little afraid.

Shenhuang Yiyi and Li Xiang'er didn't make a move. One of the two was caused by the fetus, and the other was injured by the blood python, and their strength was greatly reduced.

And Ling Hantian's Thunder shot did not have the chance for them to make a shot.

Looking at this scene, Shen Fei laughed grimly, and stared at Han Dong resentfully, "Old dog Han, my boss is invincible, you will die today."

As soon as Shen Fei spoke, Han Dong's face became more gloomy, and he ordered Mo Qinghe and Senior Brother Luo in a cold voice, "Shoot that noisy little bastard with one slap."

"Hey, Elder Winter, wouldn't it be cheaper to kill him?"

Mo Qing smiled coldly, then looked at Ling Hantian with a gloomy face, grinned and said, "If you don't want your brother to die, just obediently give up resistance."

"No, boss, if we give up resistance, we will all die. I don't care if I die. I must kill these sons of bitches and avenge me."

Shen Fei's eyes were red, and Mo Qing actually took him as a hostage. He was worried that the loyal Ling Hantian would give up resistance for him.

"What the hell, shut up!"

Mo Qing's face turned cold, his five fingers formed into claws, and his nails dug into Shen Fei's wound, causing Shen Fei to twitch and let out a hissing and lung-piercing scream.

Seeing Mo Qing doing this, Ling Hantian couldn't help but twitched slightly, a monstrous killing intent erupted, and he raised his head and yelled.

With this howl, the sky and the earth paled, and the divine power stirred up the universe, creating a scene of doomsday.

Mo Qing was taken aback, but his face became more ferocious, he grabbed Shen Fei's heart fiercely, and then squeezed it hard.

Shen Fei rolled his eyes in pain, although a god-level powerhouse can still be reborn with a broken heart.

But that is the heart after all, that kind of pain is unbearable.

"Han Lin, are you going to do it or not?"

"Mo Qing, over the years, few people have been able to completely irritate me. You succeeded."

An indifferent voice came from behind Mo Qing, the expression on Mo Qing's face froze, he turned his head in horror, and was instantly frightened out of his wits.

However, there was no room for him to repent, a big hand blocked all his sight, and the power of destruction instantly obliterated all his thoughts.

Brother Luo, who was holding Shen Fei together with Mo Qing, also did not escape Ling Hantian's clutches, and was slapped into fly ash by his palm.

As soon as Ling Hantian pointed at Shen Fei's body, the iron hook hooking his collarbone was instantly crushed into powder, and Shen Fei's sealed divine power was also released.

"Cough cough!"

However, Shen Fei was also full of black blood. Before that, he was beaten badly by Han Dong, almost smashing the Kingdom of God to pieces.

"Boss, I thought I would never be able to be your little brother again."

After Shen Fei coughed a few times, he choked up.

He thought he was going to die today, but he didn't expect his boss to be so capable.

Ling Hantian helped Shen Fei up in distress. Just now, he also used Boundless Walker to save Shen Fei by cleverly avoiding Han Dong's sight.

However, Ling Hantian was lucky, if Han Dong found out, Shen Fei would not be saved.

At this moment, the cold winter was not far away, and his face was terribly gloomy.

This cold forest's ability once again exceeded his estimation.

"Han Lin, I have to say that the old man underestimated you, but you must die today."

Han Dong gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Hantian, the enmity has already been forged today.

He must kill Han Lin, otherwise he will not be able to sleep well in the future.

"I said, I will kill you today!"

Ling Hantian took a deep breath, what Han Dong had done had angered him.

So no matter who comes today, he will kill the old guy.

After the words fell, Ling Hantian was holding the stone knife, his eyes were slightly closed, and everything seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

Whoosh!

In the silence, suddenly there were endless killing thoughts condensed into a torrent, converging on the stone knife in Ling Hantian's hand.

Behind Ling Hantian, there is gradually a phantom condensed, which is the realm of the unity of heaven and earth.

But, this is not over yet, in the sky above the phantom, a lotus flower slowly blooms, followed by a second lotus flower.

"The Elephant of Three Flowers!"

Han Dong exclaimed, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.

The vision of three flowers gathering at the top can only be comprehended by those at the peak of the ancestral realm.

It is said that Sanhua contains the power of good fortune and possesses infinite power!
There was a gloomy look in his eyes, and Han Dong kept making seals with his hands, as if there was a sea of ​​stars manifesting behind him, from which vast divine power roared out.

And vaguely, above the sea of ​​stars, a figure gradually gathered together, and a majestic aura spread out.

It is the unity of the heaven and the body, but compared with the unity of the sky and the earth in the cold winter and Ling Hantian, the gap is really too big, one sky and one earth.

However, Han Dong felt that these were enough, and he couldn't let Ling Hantian gather his strength any longer.

Because the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"Death to me!"

Formidable combat skills are overwhelmingly pressing towards Ling Hantian, that kind of power, even the ordinary half-ancestor Jiuchongtian powerhouse, would not dare to resist it.

hum!
Ling Hantian's eyes suddenly opened. These are a pair of very terrifying eyes, which seem to represent death, even more terrifying than the eyes of the crow.

Ling Hantian slowly raised the stone knife, gathering the killing thoughts that gathered from the heaven and the earth, and in his divine kingdom, there were also terrifying killing thoughts gushing out.

"Forbidden Art of Destiny, Killing Tribulation!"

The sound of drinking lightly fell, shocking the expressions of the surrounding powerhouses. It was another forbidden technique of destiny. Is this really the darling of heaven and earth?
The power of the vast killing intent roared out from the stone knife and turned into a long river of blood, in which were either resentful souls or corpses.

Such an astonishing scene, the surrounding powerhouses felt their scalps go numb and their hearts terrified.

Han Dong's combat skills were instantly broken, and a terrifying river of blood rushed to Han Dong's body.

Han Dong suddenly let out a scream, and his chest was pierced.

A huge blood hole appeared in Han Dong's entire chest, as if it had been hollowed out by someone, it was very hideous and terrifying.

Han Dong lowered his head and looked at his chest. The terrifying power of killing intent kept killing his vitality, which also made it impossible for him to recover from his wounds.

And if this continues, the final result is that his divine power is exhausted and he dies.

Han Dong's face was full of fear, he stared at Ling Hantian, shook his head frantically, and screamed, "Impossible, how could you defeat me!"

"I will not only defeat you, but also kill you!"

Ling Hantian's face was slightly pale, and he couldn't even bear it when he performed the Forbidden Spell of Mandate twice in a row.

However, his heart to kill Han Dong was even firmer.

Holding the stone knife and approaching Han Dong step by step, Ling Hantian's eyes were full of flames, and the light of the knife pierced the deck, flashing dazzling sparks.

Han Dong retreated step by step, his eyes full of resentment, he said with a smirk, "Little bastard, don't be complacent, I still have my back!"

As the voice fell, Han Dong took out a puppet and a rune from his arms, the rune was burning in his hand, and the puppet merged with the rune immediately.

hum!
An obscure wave of power spread out from the puppet.

Everyone's pupils shrank, staring at the puppet that was slowly flying up.

(End of this chapter)