Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3850: Killing Core Formation Tier

Chapter 3850: Killing Core Formation Tier

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Five Cauldron Forging Tiers versus three Core Formation Tiers.

Under normal circumstances, this would be a joke. There was no need for there to be three Core Formation Tiers. Merely the intervention of a Core Formation Tier martial artist would be able to instantly eliminate five Cauldron Forging Tiers. In fact, a Core Formation Tier would be able to kill 50 or even 500 Cauldron Forging Tiers. However, the present situation was unique. The three Core Formation Tiers were all heavily injured, and there was only 1% of their strength remaining. In fact, there was even less. In that case, it was a different story.

Even so, among the three Core Formation Tiers, there were still two people who had the upper hand. Aside from Ling Han who could still resist, in the other two battles, it was the Core Formation Tier that had the upper hand.

Thankfully, Yuwen Tian and the others could still hold on for the moment.

This was Core Formation Tier, after all. Even if it was a dragon swimming in shallow waters, it was still incredibly fierce.

Ling Han knew that he had to turn the situation around.

He gave a loud shout and activated the Demonic Monkey Fists.

Weng, a frightening aura spread out. He was like a young Great Emperor, possessing a supreme bearing.

"What?!" His opponent paled in shock. This was only a Cauldron Forging Tier cultivator, so how could he give him a feeling of weakness and felt that he could not rival him?

Boom!

Right at this moment, Ling Han had already thrown a punch. Endless energy condensed on his fist, concentrated on a single point of explosive power.

The middle-aged man in green wanted to dodge, but Ling Han's murderous aura attack caused him to pause slightly, and he instantly missed the best opportunity to dodge.

Left with no choice, he could only return the favor.

Peng!

In an exchange of blows, that Core Formation Tier cultivator was instantly sent flying, his whole person spurting out a fountain of blood, but what was shocking was that he actually didn't die.

'F*ck! A Core Formation Tier cultivator is so hard to kill?'

Ling Han forcefully suppressed the burning sensation in his chest, and once again charged over.

"Han Long!" The other two members of the Cao Clan exclaimed in shock. They hurriedly charged over to help, yet they were tightly held back by Wu Qiyuan and Yuwen Tian. However, they had also paid a great price for this, and the injuries on their bodies had become slightly heavier.

Core Formation Tiers that had gone berserk were too terrifying.

On the other side, Ling Han had already caught up to the man in green. He threw another punch, and the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower also shot out lightning, wanting to kill this man by force.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The man in green parried, but he had taken a blow from the Demonic Monkey Fists. This was an Imperial Technique, so how could it not cause injury on top of injury? Furthermore, with Ling Han's ferocious barrage of blows, it was naturally more and more unbearable for him. Every time he took a punch, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, and there were even pieces of his internal organs.

He took more than a hundred punches, and finally reached the point of exhaustion. With a bang, his whole person suddenly exploded.

Ling Han was neither happy nor angry. He turned around and stared at the remaining two Core Formation Tiers.

The two members of the Cao Clan were both terrified by his gaze. A Core Formation Tier clansman had already been beaten to burst by Ling Han, so how could they be spared?

No, they had to break out of the siege immediately. Their injuries were too severe that they could not even suppress a few Cauldron Forging Tiers, but as long as they stabilized their injuries, and they didn't even need to heal completely. Then wouldn't killing a Cauldron Forging Tier be child's play?

"Let's go!"

The two of them were just about to break out of the siege, but Wu Qiyuan and the others also began to fight with their lives on the line, clinging tightly onto the two of them.

Ling Han released a battle cry, and charged back.

The two members of the Cao Clan were extremely regretful. If they had known earlier, they wouldn't have cared if they were from the Nine Suns Holy Land or not. If they had encountered them, they should have killed them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had such bad

luck.

Obviously, they still did not have the slightest intention to reflect on their actions.

Ling Han once again used the Three Styles of the God of War. This was a Saint Technique, and though it was not the most exquisite ultimate move, after three consecutive moves, that Core Formation Tier cultivator from the Cao Clan was naturally severely wounded, and his battle prowess dropped even further.

And now, it was again Ling Han who was battling alone, while Wu Qiyuan, Yuwen Tian and the others were battling against the other Core Formation Tier from the Cao Clan.

The scales of victory were already completely leaning towards Ling Han's side. Whether it was Ling Han, Wu Qiyuan and the others, they were all firmly on the upper hand.

"Come, let's see who can end the battle first," Ling Han said.

"All right!"

Wu Qiyuan and the others all replied. How could it be that even if the four of them joined forces, they would still be no match for Ling Han?

Kill, kill, kill!

Meanwhile, the two members of the Cao Clan were about to explode in fury. They were Core Formation Tier elites, yet now they had actually become props in a competition between

Cauldron Forging Tiers?

How could they accept this!

"Humph!" The two Core Formation Tier cultivators both released their own auras,

suppressing on the spiritual level.

As expected, Wu Qiyuan and the others were instantly affected, and it was clear that they were much weaker in their attacks. However, Ling Han was completely unaffected, and was still blasting out blows fiercely. In fact, the barrage of murderous aura from him could even slightly affect the Core Formation Tier cultivators.

The two Core Formation Tier elites gritted their teeth. How could it be that they had no other way?

Most importantly, in the process of charging out of the formation, they had already expended all their rare treasures and techniques. Now, even if they wanted to put their lives on the line, they did not have any trump cards that they could use.

Could it be that it was really going to die at the hands of a few Cauldron Forging Tiers?

They were defiant.

"I'll give it my all!" the two great Core Formation Tier elites roared furiously, breaking through with all their might.

They completely ignored the attacks, and were completely focused on breaking out of the

siege.

"Ah!" Ling Han's opponent screamed in agony. With a bang, he collapsed onto the ground. -Ling Han's strength was not suppressed by the aura of Core Formation Tier, and he actually dared to ignore Ling Han's attack; wasn't that just courting death?

However, the other member of the Cao Clan finally charged out. He turned around to look at his two companions on the ground, and then swept his gaze over Ling Han and the others. He remembered all five of them. When he recovered, he would definitely charge back and take the

lives of these five people.

Then, he turned his head, and was just about to run with all his might.

But in an instant, he was drenched in cold sweat.

That was because there was a person standing in front of him.

Ling Han!

How was this possible? How could this guy's speed be so fast?

Ling Han did not make a sound, and simply shot out a punch.

The Core Formation Tier cultivator hurriedly parried. Peng! After receiving a single punch, he

was forced into a continuous retreat.

This person was precisely the one who had exchanged blows with Ling Han at the beginning. He had long since been severely wounded by the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower. Now, he was fighting head-on with Ling Han, so how could he possibly be a match?

After a consecutive dozen over punches, he was beaten to burst.

"Haha, Ling Han, we won," Yuwen Tian said with a smile, pointing at the second Core Formation Tier cultivator from the Cao Clan that had been killed by the four of them. -He had been knocked down by Ling Han, so Yuwen Tian and the others took advantage of

the opening to move, and take his life.

Ling Han smiled in reply. He naturally wouldn't say anything about their cheap tricks.

Cauldron Forging Tiers faced a Core Formation Tier elite head-on. None of these four people

fell behind, which made him very happy.

The friendship between them naturally deepened further.

"Come, let's rake in our spoils."

They searched the corpses of three Core Formation Tier cultivators. However, the treasures on

those three people had all been expended in the formation. Perhaps they still had some

savings, but it must have been on the Galaxy Network account.

"Now, I'm beginning to dislike Galaxy Network," Yuwen Tian sighed.

"I agree." The others nodded as well.

They had painstakingly killed three Core Formation Tier cultivators, yet their gains were only

a few Dao Stones. How could this not be depressing?

Furthermore, aside from Ling Han, Wu Qiyuan and the others had all sustained considerable

injuries.

"Let's recover first, then we'll enter the abode to rest," Ling Han said.

Wu Qiyuan and the others didn't try to be brave. They accepted the healing alchemical pills

and began to recover.

Half a day later, they all leaped up. Though they had not recovered to their prime condition, it

no longer affected their movements.

They had to hurry up, or more and more people would come.

Ling Han was just about to begin breaking through the formation. Xiu! Several figures

streaked past in the sky. Other people had arrived.