With just a shake of his hand, Zhao Zhenren fell back several meters and then hit the ground heavily.
Just as he was about to get up, Zhao Zhenren suddenly spurted out a mouthful of semen and blood. He looked at Han Sanqian with shock and ferociousness on his face: "Damn it, sneak attack on me? What kind of hero are you?"
Han Sanqian's face was as frosty as he looked gently at Su Yingxia in his arms, and asked with concern: "Who asked you to come out and take my place?"
Although Su Yingxia was in pain, her face was filled with a happy smile: "The arena competition has been advanced, and you are in the Book of Heaven again, so..."
"So you are stupid enough to stand on stage for me?" Han Sanqian said, pretending to be slightly angry.
Su Yingxia chuckled: "That's not true. Let me help you. I know you will come back."
Han Sanqian glanced at Su Yingxia with distress and affection: "Yes, I will be back. Now, leave it to me, okay?"
Su Yingxia nodded, and Han Sanqian stood up and helped Su Yingxia out of the ring. At this time, Jianghu Baixiaosheng, who had been watching the battle in the crowd and broke into a cold sweat for Su Yingxia, also hurried over to catch Su Yingxia.
After Su Yingxia safely stepped down, Han Sanqian slowly stood up. Under the mask, his face was as dark as water, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.
Zhao Zhenren, who was being looked at, suddenly trembled uncontrollably. He felt as if he was being stared at by the god of death, and his back felt cold.
He has never felt such a terrifying look in his eyes, never.
But in front of so many people, and because this was a crucial battle in the group qualifying round, Zhao Zhenren gathered his energy and slowly raised the two green snake swords in his hands.
"You think you can defeat me by plotting against me in this way? Mysterious man, you are really superficial. Now, I will show you how powerful I really am."
With an angry shout, Zhao Zhenren's body suddenly flashed with green light, and the two green snake swords in his hands also burst out with dazzling light.
The most critical thing is Zhenren Zhao's right hand. At this time, under the huge light, a Bagua mirror is slowly grasped by him in the air.
"Die!"
With an angry shout, Ba Gua suddenly glowed with green light and directly pressed Han Sanqian.
"Ant!"
Han Sanqian did not retreat but advanced. He smiled coldly and said nothing. He just raised his hand, made a fist with one hand, aimed at the Bagua Mirror that was flying towards him, and blasted it away simply and simply.
Bang!!!
Wow!
With a crisp sound, the ferocious-looking Bagua Mirror shattered into pieces in an instant, and then retreated crazily.
"Wow!!!"
"Shake the Divine Weapon with your bare hands!"
"Oh my god, did his mother do this?!"
"This mysterious man... is simply unbelievable. How could he do this?"
"Oh my God, what kind of cultivation is this?"
"Too strong, a little too strong, right?"
Under the stands, everyone couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies, and some even jumped up from their seats.
Even above the attic, at this moment, Ao Tian slapped his palm on the window sill, and he suddenly stood up, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Beautiful!"
Ao Yong opened his mouth slightly and forgot to close it for a moment. He had seen all kinds of fights and all kinds of wrestling with magic weapons and weapons, but this was the first time for him to directly blast the magic weapons and weapons with one hand.
See.
You must know that the reason why any magic weapons and weapons can be called magic weapons and weapons is precisely because they are made of special materials and are far beyond the comparison of ordinary weapons and things.
Therefore, since ancient times, magic weapons and treasures have often been used in battles between each other, and no one has ever dealt with them with bare hands.
But today, Han Sanqian not only subverted his understanding, but also directly changed his ideology. It turns out that you can defeat the magic weapons and weapons with bare hands!
A hint of surprise flashed through Lu Ruoxin's beautiful eyes at this moment, but a moment later, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Zhao Zhenren in the field was filled with disbelief. However, at this moment, Han Sanqian rushed over and punched him again in the air.
Zhao Zhenren hurriedly raised his energy to try to resist, and even crossed his hands to the left and right to meet Han Sanqian's blow.
boom!!
Zhao Zhenren suddenly felt a huge force hitting his elbows. The next second, he flew backwards and rolled on the ground for more than ten times. When he got up, he was already seven years old.
The hole bleeds.
It looked like the entire body's internal organs had been forcibly displaced.
Just when he reluctantly stood up...
"puff!"
As the blood splattered, Zhao Zhenren, who had not yet stabilized his figure, had his pupils wide open. Han Sanqianyi sword was raised from the center of his eyebrows to his head, straight through his head. His wide eyes were full of energy even to death.
He was shocked. He never thought that he, who was also in the realm of killing evil, would die so neatly.
Han Sanqian's cold eyes were focused on the group of disciples wearing the same clothes as Zhenren Zhao at the side of the ring.
As Han Sanqian glanced at him, a group of disciples were immediately scared out of their wits. Some of the timid ones even had their legs shaking and their feet weak from fear, and some even had their crotches wet.
"What...what does this guy want...to do? He won't...won't kill Zhao Zhenren's disciples, right?"
"Looking at it, it must be so. After all, Master Zhao just now...he injured the female companion of the mysterious man. Those disciples were making a lot of noise down there."
"It's over, it's over. I'm so angry that I can be a beauty, but...but this is a violation of the rules of Qishan Palace."
"Yes, this is a bad rule. The Qishan Palace has always been famous. Life and death in the arena are not a concern, but no one can be harmed below the arena. Is this guy going to risk the world?"
Among the leading disciples, the leader barely suppressed his figure at this time. Although he drew his sword, his body still retreated step by step uncontrollably.
"Don't come over, don't come over."
Almost at this time, Gu Ri, who had been supervising the battle on the sidelines, quickly flew over and stood in front of Han Sanqian: "Young hero, according to the rules of Qishan Palace, you cannot kill them."
"Can't? Who said that?" Han Sanqian smiled contemptuously.
"Zhenzhen Zhao hurt my wife. Today, I will let the world know that it is okay to mess with me, but anyone who messes with my woman will be killed without mercy!"
The last three words, "Thunder and Thunder", everyone present could hear this sound, and they could even feel the infinite anger in that sound.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Han Sanqian roared angrily, with bloodthirsty eyes. With his next step, he stepped on the ghostly footwork taught by the old man, turning into an afterimage of the still picture Qin Shuang saw that day. It was as powerful as before before Han Sanqian realized it.
Qian has killed the crowd directly, and then penetrated like a dragon.
Wherever it passed, there were wailings and rivers of blood. Countless heads fell to the ground like ripe plums. You could even smell a strong smell of blood in the air!
