He turned around strangely and suddenly, the joy of the old Taoist Baihu found pleasure in the abuse of food suddenly solidified on his face. At this time, above the dust, one hand firmly held the tip of it, and the owner of this hand was nothing but Han Sanqian.

Damn, he was clearly watching from the other side just now, but why did he suddenly come behind him?!

Moreover, the most important thing is that he is as high as himself and did not notice at all?

However, no matter how many of them, his weapons were taken away and he had to be taken back no matter what. The white-bearded old Taoist bit his teeth and tried his best to pull them to his side.

But no matter how hard he tried, even the old face under the white beard and white eyebrows turned red, and the whisk that was pulled by Han Sanqian did not move at all.

"Let go, let go, you despicable child, you will be let go and beat him." When people are angry, they always have stupid words, which has nothing to do with age.

I can't even pull out my own weapons from others, but I want to let go of others and fight. Isn't this bullshit?

"Okay." Han Sanqian suddenly smiled, then loosened his hand and let go of his whisk.

The old Taoist, who was exerting force in a crazy manner, wouldn't expect Han Sanqian to let go so happily? The effect of inertia directly made him roll on the ground.

"Hahahahaha!"

Almost at the same time, the people in the hall also burst into thunderous ridicule, the disciples of Tianji Palace looked embarrassed, and Zhong Beihai even left his head and had no shame to look at it.

"If you want it, you can't hold it. What's the use of you?" Han Sanqian smiled slightly, fell from the ground, and then walked to Dao Twelve in a few steps to check the scars on his arm.

Dao Shier lowered his head guiltily: "Sanqian, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed for you."

"I didn't take good care of you." Han Sanqian smiled softly, then patted Dao Shier on the shoulder: "I'll teach you after a while!"

When Dao Shier heard this, he nodded happily: "Okay."

"It doesn't have to be very useful. At least if you see such an old man fall down in the future, you can still help him." Han Sanqian finished speaking, looking at the white bearded old man on the ground and said calmly.

When they heard Han Sanqian's words, the people from the Mysterious People Alliance burst into laughter. Teaching Dao Twelve is true, but it is true that they make fun of this old man at the same time.

The old white-bearded Taoist struggled to get up from the ground, covered in dust and weeds. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at Han Sanqian and cursed angrily: "You shameless child, how dare you use a secret trick?"

"You asked me to give it to you, so why is it called a slander?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully, and glanced at the white-bearded old man and said disdainfully: "Don't you want to let go of the fight? Come on."

"Pretending to be a ghost in front of me, do you think I'm afraid you won't do it?" The old man with white beard shouted angrily, and his energy suddenly became stronger again, and a green light flashed faintly on his body.

"That's it?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly, his energy was opened at the same time, and a strong black gas and golden light suddenly mixed and surged out of his body!

There is no harm without comparison. If you simply look at the greenness on the white-bearded old Taoist's body, it is indeed scary enough, but compared with Han Sanqian's...

"It's so fucking weak." Zhong Beihai covered his face, and the expression on his face was so fucking that he wanted to laugh, but that was his senior brother, so he couldn't laugh at all.

Seeing this, the old Taoist white-bearded man also lost half of his momentum in an instant, but soon he stabilized his spirit, and it was all empty.

Just like when he helped them kill those zombies, this guy was like this and that, but he was like a loud thunder and a small raindrop. Besides, what ability could he be a young man?

But those who are good are all bluffing things. It’s okay to deceive people outside. Isn’t this just nonsense to cheat a master like him?!

"The master of the Eight Desolate Realm is interesting." Han Sanqian smiled softly, and he still recognized the strength of this shameless old man.

"Boy, I have some strength in my eyes, but now I realize that it's too late. Because you kid, you angered me." As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flashed across the whisk, and then suddenly attacked Han Sanqian.

As the whisk flicked, the air around was driven by the huge force above and there were even sand and stones flying on the ground.

The masters of the Eight Deserts are indeed extraordinary, and they are extremely powerful when they take action.

"Fuck him to death."

The confidence of the disciples of Tianji Palace was burning again in the explosion of the old Taoist Whitebeard.

but……

"Bang!"

Suddenly, just as they were about to raise their arms and shout, the whisk instantly slapped Han Sanqian's arm.

However, after the shooting, Han Sanqian did not have the same situation as Dao Twelve. Instead, he stood there, and his other hand gently pressed the whisk's head against his beaten arm.

"It's my turn." Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Han Sanqian grabbed the whisk and swung it suddenly. The white-bearded Taoist priest holding the tail felt like his hand was being stirred up, and then the whisk stick also came out of his hand...

With a dull sound...

The white-bearded Taoist's nose turned red instantly...
Chapter completed!