"We dare not say whether he is a god or not, but he has fought against two true gods."
True God!
Even in such a remote and unknown small place, it is natural to know very well what the true god in the world of Bafang means.
They are the strongest people in the world, and they are the kings who formulate and maintain the order of this world.
Not to mention fighting the True God, even if you disobey the True God even slightly, you will naturally know what the consequences will be.
Who doesn’t know the power of the true God? Who dares to challenge it? Otherwise, the world in all directions would have been in chaos.
But the young man now has not only fought with the True God, but even fought two people?!
How is this possible?
Isn't this bullshit?
But looking at how confident and calm they are, it doesn’t look like they’re lying? Besides, what’s the point of deceiving a bunch of ignorant and useless villagers like them?!
Shock, confusion, disbelief, all the emotions suddenly appeared in their minds, so much so that their brains almost crashed one by one.
"Could it be that there really is a god coming to help us?" Lei Gong murmured softly with his eyes shocked.
"Our sincerity moved God, so God sent down divine soldiers to save us!"
"Maybe, it really is!"
When a group of people said this, they couldn't help but look at the mountains in the distance and the night sky with the bright moon hanging, full of awe.
But there are also people who hold the opposite attitude.
"Bragging, it must be bragging. It doesn't matter if you say he is strong, but if you say he has picked two true gods and is still alive and well, I really don't believe it."
"Yes, do you really think that we are a remote and ignorant country?"
“Bragging should be done in moderation!”
But almost at the time when a group of people were in their own ways, at this time, the collapse of the mountains had come to an end, and the earth had returned to tranquility. Only the mountains that had become flatland and the curls of dust that had not yet dissipated were still telling stories.
What kind of fierce battle happened here just now.
The bright moon hangs high, as if a person is calmly watching everything happening under the sky and the earth.
The surroundings were very quiet. Qin Shuang stood up tiredly and looked around with some panic and worry.
On the ruins not far away, two black figures faced each other.
However, the two black figures were now taller and shorter.
In terms of stature, Han Sanqian is not extremely tall, but he is not short either. Although the yellow sand monster is stooped, it is not small after all, so naturally it is not easy to form a situation where one is tall and the other is short.
And the current situation is possible because...
One of them was standing and the other was kneeling.
The night wind blew by, but Han Sanqian still stood with his hands behind his back, his jade sword glowing coldly in the moonlight.
But looking at the pangolin in front of Han Sanqian, he was not so cool. Instead, he could be said to be extremely embarrassed.
Not to mention his nose and face were bruised and swollen, the two panda eyes were embedded in the broken face as if they were free, and the armor on his back was originally like a hedgehog. Now it is like a dog with fried hair that was hit by a heavy rain.
At the same time, it was serious, but it was extremely weak and kept its general shape. There are still nosebleeds in both nostrils, which makes it as embarrassing as it needs to be.
If Han Sanqian is still fighting, the pangolin is still capable of fighting, then when Han Sanqian is completely released, the level and gap between this creature will be widened in an instant.
To describe it as a flash sale is not an exaggeration at all.
It hurt, it hurt so much that it almost made him grin.
"Who the hell are you?" The pangolin looked at Han Sanqian unwillingly with its purple and red face: "There are not many people who can defeat me."
"Go to hell and ask." Han Sanqian raised his hand coldly and placed the jade sword directly on the pangolin's neck.
"Wait a minute!" the pangolin said urgently.
The sword stopped, but the blade was already close to the pangolin's neck. However, the force that should have caused his head to be dislocated suddenly disappeared at this moment.
The pangolin was stunned. Just from the control of this strength, he knew that he had truly met a master.
"What are your last words?" Han Sanqian asked.
"You want to make the villagers angry, right?"
"You know it but you still ask questions?"
"In this case, you can't kill me." After saying that, the pangolin looked at Han Sanqian with firm eyes.
