He smiled coldly, without any politeness, and held the sword in his hand and rushed towards Han Sanqian.

The sword seemed ordinary, but when it attacked, it was like a mad dragon going out to sea. It carried a terrifying momentum and was approaching.

"What a strong aura!" Han Sanqian felt like he was facing a great enemy.

He had seen the true spirits of Lu Wushen and other people, and had really fought with them. He thought he had already had contact with the real ceiling, but when he faced the person in front of him, he understood deeply.

Sometimes the ceiling you think is very likely to be just a joke.

The breath of the person in front of him was so strong that even Han Sanqian felt cold on his back and his liver and gallbladder. The breath of the Buddha's death was just in front of his nose.

Without any carelessness, Han Sanqian directly activated all the real abilities in his body, holding the jade sword in his hand, and the seventy-two divine swords directly killed him.

At the same time, the left hand Youhuang Emperor is ready.

Han Sanqian had two plans. If he could not fight his sharpness, he would avoid it with Emperor You, and then quickly approach him directly with the seventy-two-way divine sword to attack him unprepared.

He knew that with his own strength, he could not have fought with him for too long, so he could only fight quickly.

It should be noted that when a master fights, moves are fatal, and any flaw is fatal. If you fight too much, you will definitely reveal your flaws in front of him.

For him, just one such flaw would be enough to make Han Sanqian lie down forever.

"really!"

When Han Sanqian was about to contact his sword energy, he felt that the danger and madness became worse. He knew that with his own strength, he could not fight against the other party at all. So when his waist turned around, the Youhuang Emperor directly resisted the short opportunity of his attack. When he turned over, the seventy-way divine swords and the Taixu divine step rushed towards the man.

"What?!"

Faced with Han Sanqian's double skills, the man obviously did not expect Han Sanqian to have such a magical operation. In a hurry, he could not reflect it for a while.

But when he saw Han Sanqian coming, he was shocked but not panicked!

With his backhand, he moved his hand directly and responded to the sword with his palm.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Han Sanqian was almost stunned. Under the seventy-two divine swords, he saw someone directly using his hands as a counter for the first time. And the most amazing thing was that he actually successfully resisted it.

"This is OK?" Han Sanqian said in surprise.

He said coldly and disdained: "Nothing is impossible."

As he finished speaking, he turned his palms, aimed at Han Sanqian's shoulder, and slapped him directly.

boom!

The Immortal Mysterious Armor also emitted purple light from Han Sanqian's shoulders, and the jade light flashed almost at the same time as the body of the Seventh-generation Spirit Monkey, and made Han Sanqian have nothing to do, but retreated a few meters away from him alone.

"You can do this too?"

With his strength, this palm was naturally enough to make anyone beaten, but what he could not imagine was that Han Sanqian was not only not shot into powder, but instead just stepped back as if nothing had happened.

Han Sanqian glanced at his body and knew that it was two magical tools that helped him protect his body. He couldn't help but smile: "Senior, as you said, nothing is impossible."

The man saw Han Sanqian learn to speak, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he just smiled slightly: "It's interesting. You kid, you really look like a person ringing seven bells."

"Seniors are worthy of being one of the best people here. I admire them too."

"Okay, Rainbow farts won't blow at each other anymore. Boy, let's see the truth under your hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his black air burst into his body, and his momentum was wide open, attacking Han Sanqian again.

Han Sanqian was also unwilling to let go, and his hand moved directly, and the fiery Ji opened up, gathering all his strength, and his right fist suddenly formed, carrying the momentum of destruction, and attacked him suddenly.

"Boy, you really have a kind of person who dares to fight me head-on. You are the first one, but you can only be the last one." As he finished speaking, the man rushed towards him with a palm that destroyed the world.

"If Han Sanqian doesn't look down on his senior's power, wouldn't he look down on him?" Han Sanqian smiled grimly, and his right fist was burning with silence, it was already as red as huge as iron, and extremely huge.

"Okay, boy, have backbone!"

As they finished speaking, the two of them were already facing each other, and the distance between the fists and the palms was almost getting closer!

boom!!!

With a loud noise, the two of them had officially rushed towards each other...
Chapter completed!