The match of the two Tianjiao is an eye opener.

It turns out that the limit of the number of planes that a celestial being can hold is not two, but three.

Feng Wuding is also shocked. He didn't expect that in addition to him, there were people who did this.

"Do you think that's my limit?" He yelled, and the fourth plane was suppressed.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

This time, everyone is open mouth, completely speechless.

Four planes, how is this done?

Ling Han is a light smile, four planes, this is just a little bit of the taste of the son of destiny, but compared with his body thousands of thousands are still only the rudimentary seeds of the plane, this is just a small meaning.

Limited to the realm, even Ling Han could not have hundreds of millions of planes. Now it is only 19.

The question is, what is the limit of wind uncertainty?

He was a little curious, but he didn't care. He didn't come to compete with each other, just beat people.

Boom, he moved out five planes in one breath.

Poof!

All the people are spray out, their eyes have no problem, how to see completely impossible things.

Eight planes!

The wind was suddenly suppressed, even retreated, and his back was bent.

The suppression of the eight planes was so strong that he could not bear it. But in the next moment, he roared, and there was a tremendous force in his body. There were ten planes around his body.

This is his real card, ten aspects, ancient and modern has not been seen, a miracle.

People are all dizzy, Ling Han has been a mess, with eight planes, people even dare not imagine. But the wind is not sure actually more abnormal, in the impossible foundation further two steps.

This is the son of destiny.

"Give it to me!" In the five step battle, who can resist him?

Ling Han is still speechless, but when his right fist coagulates and hums, the projection of three planes comes out again, which reverses the disadvantage at once.

This!

People's minds are unable to turn around. What about Tianzun? This suddenly breaks the eternal iron law. Who can calm down?

11 planes, are you going against the sky?

The people of Tianxia league are even more shocked because they know that the number of planes that Ling Han really owns should be increased by one on this basis.

The wind is not fixed and speechless. He is favored by heaven. In fact, the number of planes that can be easily accommodated in his body is not only ten, but also limited to the realm. He can only let ten of them grow up.

Although Ling Han is just a bit more than he is, he can't catch up with him.

Ling Han drove straight in, driving eleven planes, and firmly suppressed the wind.

All the people are gaping, then feeling.

The last generation of Yuan world's destiny people can't compare with Ling Han. It's really this guy who is more evil.

Many people are proud of themselves. After all, Ling Han is their own, and the wind may be a legacy of the yuan world of the last dynasty. How can they be included in the ranks of outsiders? If it is not for the frenzied relationship, they even have to fight. After all, it is an invasion of foreign enemies.

The wind has no fixed hum, no longer speak, just with Ling han to bang.

He is indeed less than Ling Han a plane of pressure, but only by some suppression, not to be crushed, so he is still able to withstand.

He is not reconciled, he hopes to win in the exhaustion of Ling Han this group of celestial symbols, the other side's combat power will fall sharply.

And he And the cards.

This battle force is not enough, he can not help being bombarded a few times, let him eat pain very much, is born a strong shame.

He is a great genius who can surpass the enemy, but now he is still suppressed in the same battle?

But an hour is about to pass.

Sure enough, the light of the symbols on Ling Han's body went out one after another, and his fighting power was also retreating for thousands of miles.

"Ha ha, what's inside information? This is it!" Wind is not fixed, laugh, boom, he has three symbols of light, the same supreme, crushing the lives.

First class Rune!

God, he not only has eight first-class runes, but also can form two sets of combination symbols, a group of three and a group of four.

This increased his combat power by more than 170 times, and still remained at the level of crushing all five step level combat power.

Now, what does Ling Han take to block it?

All of them shook their heads. Who could have thought that Feng Wuding had mastered the three first-class runes and could combine them. Such a combat power could sweep all the five step combat power.

Boom, the wind is not fixed, a palm to chop, toward the Ling cold press and go.

Ling Han roared, and the eight stream symbols came on one by one, but he controlled it, only half of the operation was completed, and the combat power was only increased by about 500 times.But is 500 times not enough?

Bang, bang, bang, Ling Han completely crushed the wind and hit him with one fist. The wind was like a scarecrow, but he kept throwing away.

Feng Wuding is completely confused. The reason why he can have eight first-class runes is that he inherited them through the yuan world of the last dynasty. However, he has already consumed a set of nine flow combination symbols of Ling Han, and is he crushed by Ling Han?

He can't accept it.

May not accept, can not change the fact, Ling Han's fighting force crush, the wind is not sure only to be beaten.

"I give up!" He is not willing to tunnel, but he does not want to be Ling Han so continue to fight.

He was arrogant and thought that his cultivation was too low to give full play to all the advantages of his son of destiny. For example, he had a total of 100 plane seeds in his body, but now only 10 of them have been transformed into planes.

As long as the realm goes up, his ability of leapfrogging will not be improved, but at least it can be maintained. As everyone knows, if the realm goes up, his leapfrog ability will surely fall.

A fall, a hold, who wins the same level?

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He is a man who can bend and stretch.

Bang!

But as soon as he finished, he got a heavy blow on his face, which made his nose bleed.

"You --" Wind Wuding roars, he has already admitted defeat, why don't you stop? Do you have such a contest?

Bang, he got another punch.

"You are too much!" The wind is full of resentment.

"Do you think I'm here to talk to you?" Ling Han finally opened his mouth.

"Isn't it?"

"No, I'm here to beat people. There's no difference between you and those cats and dogs. Don't look too high on yourself." Ling Han lenglenglengleng said, while boxing, "what the son of heaven, garbage!"

That's too hurtful.

Feng Wuding almost wants to die. He thinks highly of himself and thinks that he is the son of destiny. No one can compare with him. But Ling Han did not put him in the eye, completely ignored him.

Such indifference made him unable to bear it.

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