"This..." Ningyue also held her breath at this time, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.
The group of Baguio Palace disciples behind him all stood there dumbly, their eyes widened.
Correspondingly, the remaining 20,000 troops behind Master Fu were equally stunned and stood there like statues.
There was an explosion of 50,000 blasts, and all 50,000 people fell to the ground.
If you were to ask them what was the scariest thing they had ever seen in their lives, it would probably be the hell-like situation today under the God of Death.
That was an attack by 50,000 people. Even an ant could overwhelm an elephant.
But facing Han Sanqian, they were really nothing but ants, being trampled on at will.
The attack of 50,000 heaven-defying light beams was a huge energy attack that was shocking to anyone. Not only did it not cause any harm to him, but...
Instead, he counterattacked accurately.
"Palace Master, is this...is this true?" The female disciple standing next to Ning Yue murmured as she looked at Han Sanqian in the sky.
It was shocking enough for Han Sanqian to kill 10,000 people with one hand, but who would have thought that he would kill all 50,000 people so quickly.
"I...I don't know either." Ning Yue was equally shocked.
Just now, she was worried that Han Sanqian would die if he was attacked by 50,000 people, so her biggest wish was just to hope that he would not die but be seriously injured and run away quickly.
Who would have thought it would be like this?!
"This is impossible, this is impossible!" Fu Ye struggled to get up under the stubborn struggle, and shouted almost hysterically: "He has obviously released the super forbidden technique once, there is no reason to do it again
Let it go once?"
The dog-legged man next to him was terrified, staring at Han Sanqian in mid-air at all times.
He is feeling weak now because he offended Han Sanqian a lot yesterday. How could he not be afraid when he saw Han Sanqian killing so many people?
If Han Sanqian wanted to take revenge on him, he would probably be gone in an instant.
"Brother, why don't we withdraw? That guy is not a human being at all. We...we can't even trap him in the Zhuxian Formation, so how can we do this?" Goujizi said in fear.
"Withdraw? Withdraw, damn it. If you withdraw, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting defeat? Do you want me to stand on the city wall in my underwear?" Fu Ye slapped the dog leg with his backhand.
What is the most important thing when you come out to hang out?
face!
If he is humiliated like this, what face will he have in the future?!
"Give it to me, damn it, I don't believe he can really be so awesome. How can he still be healthy after performing two forbidden-level secret arts?" Master Fu shouted loudly.
But looking back, I saw that none of the remaining soldiers rushed forward, but kept retreating.
It is true that there is strength in numbers, but morale is equally important. The originally unrivaled momentum of the 70,000-strong army was deprived time and again by Han 3,000.
If the instant destruction of 10,000 people had left them with a psychological shadow, then the collapse of the 50,000-strong Zhuxian formation was the last straw that broke their psychological defenses.
"What the fuck? What are you doing? What are you all doing? Come back, come back!"
Fu Ye roared angrily, but the more he roared, the faster the soldiers fled. Those who were in the rear simply rushed down the mountain.
But after running a few steps, the group was stunned.
Fu Mang is standing at the mountain pass!
These people were all dumbfounded, even Fu Mang himself was fucking dumbfounded.
From the beginning, Han Sanqian asked Fu Mang to guard the mountain pass and not let anyone go down the mountain. This group of people thought that this was obviously a huge joke, so they laughed at it. But what they didn't expect was that now, they
The most ironic thing has become true!
Dozens of deserters looked at each other, and I looked at you, and their hearts changed. Instead of turning the demon and murderer behind them into powder, it would be better to fight with the person in front of them!
So, a group of people rushed forward.
Fu Mang looked mighty while holding a big sword, but he was also panicking inside!
Because of the arrangement of Han Sanqian, the group of people laughed at it, and they were also very doubtful about life. Who knew that it was so unexpected and "surprise" all of a sudden!
Fu Mang was fighting dozens of people alone, and it was very difficult. As he was fighting, the group of deserters was suddenly attacked from behind. A few large swords slashed all the deserters to the ground.
"Fucking hell, whoever dares to run away from me will suffer the consequences like this!" Fu Ye, holding a broadsword horizontally, stood beside the chopped-down bodies of the deserters and roared angrily.
A group of soldiers suddenly stopped and looked at Master Fu tremblingly.
But just when Fu Ye had stabilized the mood of the soldiers, Han Sanqian suddenly made a sound in mid-air.
"Put down the knife in your hands, I won't kill you."
In one sentence, a group of more than 20,000 soldiers quickly threw away the weapons in their hands. Even some female disciples of Baguio Palace couldn't help but drop their swords at this time.
It took a moment to realize that Han Sanqian was helping them...
But it's no wonder they reacted like this, because Han Sanqian at this time seemed to have caused a huge psychological impact in their hearts.
Especially to the soldiers of Tianding Mountain, Han Sanqian was a devil.
They are afraid!
Watching a group of soldiers abandon their weapons collectively was a spectacular scene, and for Mr. Fu, it was also sad.
"You... what are you doing? What are you doing? Pick up the knife, pick it up!" Mr. Fu roared angrily.
But everyone just stepped back and stayed away from him, but no one listened to him.
"clang!!"
Another crisp sound rang in his ears, and Master Fu looked back. At this time, his most trusted loser also threw his long sword to the ground, and looked at Master Fu as if he was about to cry.
"You?!" Mr. Fu was stunned and shouted angrily: "Trash, trash, you are all a bunch of fucking trash! Damn it, I will fight with you!"
Immediately afterwards, Fu Ye grasped the sword and rushed towards Han Sanqian.
But almost as soon as he was about to take action.
"call out!"
Suddenly a jade sword was inserted directly into his foot.
Master Fu immediately screamed in pain. The moment he lowered his head and looked down, he felt a sudden breeze blowing over him. The next second, he felt his throat being grabbed and his body being lifted up.
Fu Ye felt it was difficult to breathe. He desperately grabbed the big hand stuck in his throat, but at the same time, the sole of his foot was directly pierced by the sword. When his body was lifted up, his foot was also lifted directly from the tip of the sword.
When he reached the hilt of the sword, he could even feel the sound of friction between his foot bones and the blade of the sword. The pain there made him want to touch it with his hands.
Han Sanqian didn't know when he was standing in front of him, holding his throat with one hand, lifting him like a rail, and said with a smile: "Fight? How do you want to fight?"
