The expressionless Han Sanqian could not help but slightly dilate his pupils when he saw this scene. Obviously, he did not expect that such a situation would happen again.
"Haha, hahahaha."
Arrogant laughter sounded wildly in the space. It was a kind of hysteria that was almost crazy, and it was also a kind of crazy vent that was almost perverted.
"how so?"
Han Sanqian stared at the eight fiery red rings. He had clearly destroyed them, so why did they reappear in the blink of an eye?
Moreover, they seemed not to be affected by being shot down at all. Their light was just as fierce now, almost no different from before.
In fact, because of the previous Seven Suns explosion, the space at this time seemed much hotter than before.
Even at this time, Han Sanqian was confident that he had reached his peak state.
"Shocked, right? Unexpected, right?" As if he saw Han Sanqian's doubts, he stopped laughing and sneered.
Han Sanqian didn't speak, but he didn't refute.
Even compared to what he said, he was still very discouraged.
Because I basically tried my best, but I got this result.
"Want to know why?"
In mid-air, his illusory figure slightly revealed its phantom.
"Why are you staring at me? Can you kill me if you stare at me? Stop dreaming, kid. The gap between you and me is huge, even though your performance is pretty good."
"But if a good person meets a pervert, then it means nothing."
"This is my space, and I am the master of everything here. Whoever I want will live, and whoever I want will die. Do you understand?"
"Haha, King of Hell? I am the King of Hell here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly moved, and the next second, extremely strong air pressure rushed towards his face. Before Han Sanqian could even resist, his body felt as if he was hit by a huge mountain, and he fell quickly.
The distance from the sky to the ground was less than ten meters. Han Sanqian finally stabilized his body slightly, but at a glance, the distance between the two was at least several thousand meters.
What the hell kind of power is this?
Even if Han Sanqian hits others, it is absolutely impossible to fly them like this unless the other person is a mortal who cannot fly.
However, there is such a huge gap between mortals and Han Sanqian. Is it possible that the gap between Han Sanqian and this guy is so big?
Is this impossible?
After all, Han Sanqian's actual cultivation level is at least at the level of a loose immortal, and he can even boast of being a true god if he is not careful.
How could he be worse than anyone else to such a huge gap like a natural chasm?
This is simply unscientific.
But if this is not the case, how should we explain everything in front of us?
dominate!
That's right, the master of space!
Just like when dealing with nightmares, he is the absolute overlord in the dream. Naturally, everything is controlled and decided by him.
Obviously, the same is true here.
"I see."
After thinking about this, most of the powerlessness in Han Sanqian's heart disappeared instantly.
As long as there is not a huge gap in strength, it means that he does not have no chance at all.
Although the master looks more terrifying than the difference in strength, Han Sanqian believes that no matter how great the master is, he must have his weaknesses.
It was like a nightmare that day.
"Then it seems that I really can only die?" Han Sanqian finally spoke.
"Then what do you think?" He smiled coldly: "Do you think cutting off my eight suns means anything? I'm not afraid to tell you, I can give you eight more, so what?"
"I can have ten, a hundred, or even a thousand more. Brat, how much strength do you have to fight them all?"
Yes, he has the final say on everything here. Let alone thousands, even tens of thousands is definitely not a boast.
He really has the ability to do it.
For Han Sanqian, let alone 10,000 apertures, even if it was 10,000 waves of light, and each cut would be broken by just moving the sword, it would still require at least 10,000 cuts.
By then, how much strength can Han Sanqian still have?
I'm afraid I don't even need anyone else to take action, I've exhausted myself to death.
"Everything you said is correct, but I am a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water." Han Sanqian smiled: "So, I have my own opinion."
Han Sanqian raised his jade sword again: "What I thought was that I won't die. The only one who will die is you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian showed an evil smile...
