In fact, Han Sanqian's target is not the guys in the remaining seven pillars at all.
Of course, he would be the first to destroy the Eight Diagrams Buddha Sound Formation of this group of monster monks, because once time passes, the other party may suddenly change their tactics if they notice something strange.
Allowing oneself to suddenly become demonized, of course, also allows others to have formal Buddhist teachings. If others turn their guns around, it will eventually be a big trouble for Han Sanqian.
Therefore, Han Sanqian must first destroy them.
Now that the formation has been broken and the biggest hidden danger has been eliminated, it might be better to keep them. At least without changing the formation, the Dharma of these guys can help them maintain some rationality in the process of demonization.
Of course, the most important reason for attacking them is to attract other people to gather together.
In this way, this group of people can be prevented from spreading more widely and hiding more effectively without any worries.
This group of people was indeed fooled, thinking that these things were the greatest threat to Han Sanqian, and rushed to support them one by one without risking their lives.
This is very good!
As soon as Han Sanqian finished speaking, he was not polite at all. The Sky Fire Moon Wheel first explored the path and bombed, and then Burning Silence ignited the magic energy and exploded wildly after him.
Suddenly, the Buddha's Heavenly Fire came to the world, and everyone felt a sea of red fire in front of them.
"Brothers, Han Sanqian has avenged you. Today, I want them to pay with blood!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian's yin and yang energy was greatly activated. He drew the jade sword in his hand, rushed down, aimed at a group of soldiers, and slaughtered them.
For a moment, swords and swords exploded with sound, and Han Sanqian was like a human massacre, dancing wildly in the rain of blood.
What accompanied his wild dance was not music, but the crazy screams of a group of people, the sound of severed limbs and the roar of explosions.
Countless people rushed forward before the death order, but countless people also fell one by one in front of Han Sanqian. Many of them even returned to the west without even seeing Han Sanqian's figure.
It's too fierce, it's simply too fierce.
The real God of Killing comes to the world and slaughters the world.
Futian, who was kneeling, felt terrified in his heart. Even though his whole body could not move, his still beating heart was still desperately trying to drive his brain, telling him to run away quickly and leave this real realm of Shura.
Even though they were at least dozens of meters apart, the blood of those dead soldiers still gathered into a stream and slowly seeped under his feet.
At this moment, he felt the fear of death, just like the pleasure and satisfaction he felt when killing others.
The two are equal, different feelings but the same dose.
Zhu Yanshuo also took a few steps back in shock, his whole body full of fear and disbelief.
As the city lord, in order to expand the territory, he has been fighting in the north and south for many years, so he has seen more of this kind of life and death scenes than anyone else.
But at this moment, he was completely stunned because the scene in front of him was simply too shocking and terrifying.
"What...why is this kid..."
The executives were speechless. Everyone talked about the God of Death, and everyone knew about human slaughter, but they had never seen such a real thing, such a bloody thing.
In other words, this is the first time I have seen him, and I never want to see him again.
Blood spurted out like mist, and severed limbs fell like rain. They were dyed bright red in the bright sky.
Falling down, falling down, falling down.
Those elite soldiers were as defensive as straw!
Knocked back, shattered, or even turned into bloody dregs.
Usually very powerful masters are like big watermelons, but they are smashed into pieces and then smashed to the ground.
Don't talk about this, even some of the more powerful top players under Zhu Yanshuo's account almost acted like children in front of Han Sanqian. After just a few encounters, they flew out.
If the next one devours them, they will be gone.
This scene is truly terrifying.
"A flash of anger is a beauty, but also a brother."
Ming Yu slowly opened her mouth, and there was a hint of understanding and a hint of envy in her faint voice.
"Han Sanqian is really terrifying!"
"Anyone who is his enemy will actually encounter challenges from fate in his life."
"How many people can defeat fate?" Ming Yu smiled bitterly and looked at Ye Shijun aside: "What do you think? Mr. Ye."
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Ye Shijun was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer.
"Withdraw." She said calmly.
"Withdraw?" Hearing this, Ye Shijun's eyes suddenly widened.
