"And?" Han Sanqian frowned in confusion.

At this moment, he even began to understand the feelings of the soldiers who should be defeated.

Han Sanqian must admit that the previous group of masters were already very powerful, and he was very uncomfortable to deal with it after the war.

Unexpectedly, after finally killing a wave, another wave suddenly came.

This inner speechlessness and powerlessness are like the soldiers who should have faced Han Sanqian at the time.

However, Han Sanqian had an incomprehensible question.

Since there are still a group of experts, why don’t they attack them with the people just now? With their super abilities and huge numbers, I dare not say that they can bring devastating damage to Han Sanqian, but it is still quite easy to cause an extremely huge trouble.

Could it be that the woman Mingyu deliberately did this to let herself taste the taste of the soldiers who should be lost?

But this possibility should not be possible. Mingyu is not a god. How could she expect the final outcome? After all, even Han Sanqian herself had never thought that at a critical moment, the four dragons would bring the dragon clan to rescue, and there would be a group of mysterious white men to help.

He used this trick to create factors that benefit himself in an unfavorable environment to the greatest extent. As for the result, what do you know?

Since this is not the case, I can't figure it out.

Experts are not the same as soldiers who consume more than actual combat. Experts do more than pile up chips to attack in a row, so that they can maximize their effectiveness and better deal with higher-level enemies.

What is Mingyu doing?

It was precisely because of this doubt that Han Sanqian couldn't help but look at these people more.

And it was precisely these two eyes that Han Sanqian suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

“Everyone looks the same!”

I didn't know if I didn't look at it. I was shocked when I looked closely. Although Han Sanqian couldn't recognize everyone, based on his experience of fighting, most of these guys looked the same as those guys just now.

What does this mean?

Not dead?!

"Damn, what evil skills did you use?" After a puzzled sentence, Han Sanqian rushed up in the next second.

As soon as the fight was fought, Han Sanqian became even more confused. Not only did this group of people not die, but they were also guarding against Buddha like themselves, with no less skills.

They seemed to have never suffered any injuries to the Buddha, and they had never fought any attacks. They had a full physical strength and ability, so they greeted Han Sanqian hard.

Surprisingly, I felt so happy that I was in a crematorium after being fucked like this.

Han Sanqian's mother's mentality was really a bit broken. After this, he was so tired that he was panting like a cow. He even secretly suffered a few attacks, but the person on the other side still killed the wind and water.

Damn it, could it be that Taixu's super magical skill has ruined the streets for a while, or is it still the descendants of its descendants?

While he was very depressed, Han Sanqian had to bite the bullet and forcefully break through the siege.

Fortunately, Han Sanqian's foundation is here, and with the experience just now, just a moment later, with Han Sanqian's further attack, the dozens of masters completely turned into powder again.

But Han Sanqian could not breathe, and dozens of masters emerged from the grass and flowers around him.

Han Sanqian was really speechless, is it over?

He really wanted to jump in and see how many fucking people there were inside.

No matter how many, just solve it at once. He is really stupid when he appears in batches one after another.

"How many brothers in your family? Are you again? You are not dead?" Looking at the master in the lead, Han Sanqian said speechlessly.

That's right, almost exactly the same as before, these people still look exactly the same.

Even, they were clearly the first wave of people.

In addition, people can indeed be hidden among the grass and flowers around, but after all, they are just small artificial gardens, and even Tibetans cannot hide many people.

So, Han Sanqian can basically confirm that these people...

It really seems that he is immortal, and... he can really be indifferent...

Strange?

This may not be too irrelevant, right?

Even Han Sanqian, a person full of bugs, shouldn't be able to do this?

Could it be?

Han Sanqian suddenly shrank his eyes, and he remembered something...
Chapter completed!