The world was calm, as if nothing had happened, one second, two seconds, tight and...
boom!
The sky and the earth trembled, the space tore apart, and the black cloud in Han Sanqian's hand was like the sun rising suddenly, or like a long dragon emerging from the sea, a ray of white suddenly rushed out.
The vast white mass was as big as a Kun, and like a giant dragon, it swooped down and struck at everyone.
Then, it was divided into three parts, two of which were blasted towards the Jade-faced Shura and the Ghost Lord, and the other one was blasted towards the tens of thousands of people on the ground.
What blasted towards the Jade Faced Shura suddenly transformed into a sea of silver stars, what blasted towards the Ghost Lord turned into layers of black energy, and what faced the crowd of tens of thousands of people was the huge pillar of light that was mottled with ten colors at the beginning.
Everything seems to be the same as it was a minute or two ago, with three beams of light coming from three directions, but at this moment, the initiator and the recipient of the beam have just been swapped.
This time, not only the Seventh Princess and her entourage were dumbfounded, but even the Ghost Lord, Jade-faced Shura and the ten thousand monsters on the ground were all dumbfounded.
What is going on?!
The attendant couldn't help but wiped his eyes: "Is this fucking true? He...he actually rebounded all the attacks just now?"
If it's a rebound, then what secret technique or magic weapon is there in the world that can accomplish such a terrifying rebound?
After all, with the combined efforts of tens of thousands of people and two masters, even the indestructible supreme defense will be beaten to pieces.
"I understand." The seventh princess's eyes widened: "This is not a rebound."
"Isn't it a rebound?" The follower turned back to look at the Seventh Princess in confusion.
If it wasn't a rebound, then how could this guy resist the attacks and at the same time fight back the attacks intact?!
"It's absorption and copying." The seventh princess said coldly.
"Absorb and copy?"
"I once heard someone mention that there is a kind of magical skill in the Central Plains. Although it seems weak when it is weak, its attribute of becoming strong when it is strong still makes it the top magical skill." The seventh princess said in a solemn voice: "
And its core is an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. However, it is said that this magical skill has been lost for a long time, so why..."
Why did it suddenly appear, and why did it appear in such a young person?
"Bang bang bang!"
Almost at the same time, Han Sanqian's counterattack arrived. Whether it was the Ghost Lord, the Jade-faced Shura, or the people below, even if they witnessed the light beam attacking with their own eyes, it was impossible for their bodies or minds to completely react to the panic.
As the beam of light approaches, when it is reflected again, how can it be too late?
When the loud noise rang out, it was also the day when the entire crowd exploded. Following the loud banging noise, monster corpses flew everywhere on the ground, and their flesh and blood exploded. It was unclear which ones were gravel and dirt, and which ones were broken arms.
limb.
Along with the impact, the entire city center was also strongly affected by the violent explosion, and was almost completely flattened to the ground by the blast of air.
The Ghost Lord and Jade Faced Shura were obviously not much better. Although they were masters and their reaction speed was much faster than others, when faced with their own super blow, even if they resisted continuously, they still couldn't completely block it.
After being knocked back several meters by each of them with their strongest blows, Jade-Faced Shura finally managed to resolve the attack by vomiting blood. However, the Ghost Lord, who was already injured because his immortal body was broken, suffered much worse.
After his body was directly pushed back to the ground, a deep pit nearly half a meter deep was created. Whether it was by himself or with the help of the power of the ground, he finally managed to carry it down, but his excessive injuries left him lying in the pit. There was nothing more he could do except glare with anger and unwillingness.
How could he have imagined that the fatal blow that almost consumed most of his current energy did not hit the enemy, but ended up being retributive on himself.
Even if he was dreaming, what he would always think about was how much impact and damage this move would bring to Han Sanqian, instead of how the plot would turn so outrageously.
"First round."
At this time, Han Sanqian was standing in mid-air without any panic. He even had an indifferent smile on his face, looking at the people present who were dizzy from the explosion as if he were a swarm of ants.
"There are ninety-nine rounds left. I'm ready. What about you?" Han Sanqian laughed.
