Inside the bead curtain, the woman in green also discovered that Han Sanqian had closed his eyes at this moment!
"Again, confident?"
"But this is simply impossible. Mr. Yuan has profound cultivation, and now he has transformed into a demon and entered the country. Even the master among masters is absolutely impossible to be as confident as him and can completely ignore it."
Yes, theoretically speaking, even an unparalleled master of the Eight Desolations should be careful when facing Mr. Yuan's blow, but it is impossible not only to not move, but even to close his eyes.
But the problem is that Han Sanqian has never been and should not be judged by common sense.
"Don't you find it troublesome to go around in circles?" Han Sanqian suddenly smiled.
Mr. Yuan ignored him at all, and his whole body transformed into thousands of shapes, with his real body hidden among them, constantly wandering around Han Sanqian.
Perhaps, he thought that this move would definitely dazzle Han Sanqian. The fact that Han Sanqian closed his eyes seemed to confirm his arrogant conjecture.
But in fact, in Han Sanqian's eyes, she just looked like an eighty-year-old woman, who was constantly moving back and forth, left and right, slowly in a pacing manner.
Even though there are thousands of afterimages of him, it is clear that his true body has been captured by Han Sanqian.
“Fancy!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian suddenly turned over, using one hand to direct his luck. His arm even ignited with red fire and blue lightning, and he directly aimed at Mr. Yuan who had just launched a surprise attack with one palm.
Mr. Yuan was shocked. He had been hiding for a long time and finally found the biggest gap, but as soon as he made a move, he was discovered by the opponent.
Is this guy just lucky? Could this happen to him?!
However, despite being surprised, Young Master Yuan quickly regained his composure.
Even if he discovers it, so what? This fool doesn't want to hide, but actually slaps him directly with such arrogance.
This is no different from seeking death!
"Just now, you have won so much honor from me that you will never get in your life. Now, you have to pay a huge and painful price. Go to hell, country bumpkin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yuan suddenly became full of momentum. His whole body was completely wrapped in extremely powerful black demonic energy. Carrying the power of destructive thunder, he suddenly hit Han Sanqian.
Even though the sprint distance is short, the strong wind it drives still blows the faces of those around him.
"What a powerful force." The woman in green murmured softly.
If she was still angry with Han Sanqian for rejecting him just now, now she sympathizes with Han Sanqian for facing such a powerful opponent.
Compared with him, although Han Sanqian's arms were leaping with blue and purple electricity and burning with red fire, they were nothing compared to Mr. Yuan's powerful thunder.
Only the pangolin lay down leisurely, holding a wine bottle and drinking wine leisurely.
"Really?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly and pushed him away with a palm.
Bang!
The palm meets Mr. Yuan’s ghost claw!
The two energies collided, and time seemed to freeze completely at this moment.
But the next second, after a brief stagnation, the aftermath of two huge explosions suddenly hit the entire hall, and all the tables and chairs were destroyed and turned into powder.
Outside the hall, countless people were knocked directly through the hall barrier. If the guards outside had not rescued them in time, I am afraid that they would have been blown directly out of the flower boat on the spot.
Even the bead curtain was completely floating at this time. The woman in white raised her hands and sleeves to resist with difficulty, while the woman in green also swayed and was almost blown away.
But no one cared about this. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people in the field.
"roar!"
Suddenly, on Han Sanqian's arm, red fire and blue-purple electricity suddenly surged, and an invisible, huge force suddenly exploded!
boom!
The devil's claw was completely destroyed. Han Sanqian smashed the devil's claw directly with a palm like a broken bamboo, and turned his palm into a fist, hitting Mr. Yuan's abdomen directly!
