He was clearly staring at Han Sanqian, but the guy suddenly disappeared on the spot.
At the moment when he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind. When he raised his eyes, he saw a black shadow coming towards him.
The old man in green could only deal with it in a hurry, and his steps kept going backwards.
However, after all, he was a person in the Zhuxie realm. Although he was a little embarrassed, he sacrificed the skeleton magic weapon in his hand, and a green light immediately blocked Han Sanqian. Taking advantage of this gap, the old man in green stabilized his figure.
But just when the old man in green clothes was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a shocking scene happened.
A black shadow flashed again, and then.
"Crack!"
"This slap is for your mother to teach you to respect women."
"Pa"
"This slap is for your father to teach you not to help others do evil."
"Pa"
"This slap is for your son, to teach you not to do bad things and cut off your descendants."
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The old man in green, who originally seemed to be stable, was slapped one slap after another by a dark figure under everyone's gaze. The scene of several consecutive slaps was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
The whole group of people were stunned.
The old man in green was a master at killing evil, but at this moment, he was slapped like a grandson, with a slap in the face.
After taking a few steps back, the old man in green shook his head slightly from side to side with the slap. Even now, even if the slap stopped, he still couldn't help but move his head several times.
For a moment, the old man in green clothes felt burning pain on both sides of his face. The face that was originally close to the bone was already swollen a lot.
Ning Yue and a group of disciples from Baguio Palace were stunned.
How could they have imagined that the masked man on the eaves who had been scolded by them just now could block the attack of the old man in green in an instant, and at the same time...slap him so wildly.
"Hey, I can't find a reason to slap you." Han Sanqian raised his hand slightly, took a look, and shook his head helplessly.
"You...you...how dare you slap me in the face?" The old man in green was so angry that his body was shaking slightly. Hitting him in this way was really more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Old man, so what if I slap you?" Han Sanqian smiled slightly, and then shouted loudly towards the bottom of the mountain: "Fu Mang, guard it for me. No one in this group will let me get down the mountain alive today."
mad!
So crazy!
It’s so crazy that it’s outrageous!
Two people, fighting against an army of 70,000 people? And trying to kill no one alive?!
Saying this kind of thing would really make others laugh, but at this time, no one dared to laugh.
Even the masters of the upper level of Zhu Xie were slapped by him like a son. This shows that the person in front of him has a high level of cultivation.
However, even if it is not low, ants can kill an elephant.
The opponent has 70,000 people, and there are many experts!
Master Fu shouted angrily: "Fuck me, kill this fart-mouthed grandson. If anyone kills him, all the female disciples of Baguio Palace will belong to him, and at the same time, he will be rewarded with a million purple crystals!"
With an angry shout, the crowd immediately started to move. There must be a brave man who will be rewarded heavily.
What's more, Han Sanqian's crazy words just now obviously angered all of them.
"I, Yan Nan, have two swords, Ma Hai. I must chop you into pieces today!"
"And I have Lu Jun, the Living Spear King!"
"Tianshan Iron Whip and Willow Leaf Xin."
One by one, masters flew out from the crowd and rushed straight towards Han Sanqian.
In just the blink of an eye, there were seventy or eighty people there.
Seeing these people flying out, Ning Yue's face turned pale. Most of these people were well-known in the Qinglong City area, and the ones with the worst cultivation among them were also in the Piaomiao realm. How could Han Sanqian cope with such a rush?
?
Holding the long sword, Ning Yue shouted urgently: "All the disciples, follow me to help."
But just when the disciples were about to rush up with Ning Yue.
Suddenly, Han Sanqian's body suddenly flashed with golden light, and then an invisible huge wave violently emitted from his body and spread like water ripples.
"A bunch of ants, get out of here!"
An angry shout!
boom!!!
Whether it was the Zending Mountain masters rushing forward or the Baguio Palace disciples who wanted to support Han Sanqian from behind, all they could see was the sudden attack of the air wave.
Immediately afterwards, the body was suddenly overturned.
Bang!!!
With Han Sanqian as the center, everyone within a radius of twenty meters was directly knocked over by the huge waves and fell to the ground one after another.
"Palace Master, this guy is too arrogant. We are here to help him, but he can't tell the difference between us and the enemy?" A female disciple was knocked to the ground by a huge wave and complained in pain.
"Yeah, what kind of weird moves does this guy use? I've never seen this kind of technique before."
Ningyue's pupils were slightly dilated for a long time, and she shook her head: "No, that's not a move or a technique, but..."
"It's his inner strength!"
"What?"
"Palace Master, how is this possible? You don't even use any moves or techniques, can you just rely on your internal strength to knock people flying? We are not ordinary people, anyway..."
Yes, they are all cultivators after all. No matter how bad they are, they will not be defeated so easily, right?
What's more, if the disciples of Baguio Palace who are still alive now have poor cultivation, how can they survive?!
"No." Ning Yue shook her head: "When a person's internal strength is strong enough and the energy is large enough, it is theoretically possible to do this. It's like a gentle breeze cannot blow a big tree, but if a stronger wind blows,
