Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4722: Ling Han’s Might

With so many Imperial Sons, no matter how weak they were, they still possessed eighteen stars of battle prowess. With their combined attacks, they were actually unable to cause even a slight injury to Ling Han.

F***, what was the point of continuing the battle?

Are you a Skeleton Saint Tool, built from Saintly Material?

Meanwhile, Ling Han looked down and said, “You guys damaged my clothes, so you have to pay compensation.”

Compensate your sister!

The Imperial Sons exchanged looks before turning around to flee.

They were no match for him. This guy was too freakish.

Ling Han sighed, stretched out a hand and pressed down, “What I hate the most is when someone owes me something and doesn’t pay me back.”

Weng, a terrifying pressure descended, and those dozen over Imperial Sons were actually forcibly trapped.

This was too terrifying.

It should be known that Saints were hard to kill. If he wanted to flee, even if their opponent activated the Imperial Weapon, it would still be very difficult to hit him.

And among these ancient Imperial Sons, which one of them was not one of the strongest Saints of their era?

They fled at the first instant, and were actually still trapped by Ling Han?

‘Holy f*ck! Are you really a Saint?’