Han Sanqian was shocked and dumbfounded. Isn't this the fire stick he threw away just now? Damn it, isn't it corroded?
Moreover, why are you rushing towards me now?
With his mind full of questions, Han Sanqian moved his hands, activated his true power, and suddenly moved his hands to deflect the black stick that rushed towards him.
When he was turning back, the stick stopped again, turned the head of the stick and pointed it at Han Sanqian and rushed towards him again.
"Come again?"
Han Sanqian was extremely depressed. After he stretched out his hand to block it again, he also used his right hand to activate another burst of true energy. Suddenly, the sky fire reappeared.
The jade sword can't be brought in, but the sky fire moon wheel can't be carried away with it?!
As the black long stick attacked again, this time, Han Sanqian no longer blocked it like before. He stretched out his left hand with a burst of real energy and faced the fire stick in the air. The next second, he raised his right hand, and the sky fire was ready.
hair.
"You have gone too far by attacking me again and again." After Han Sanqian said to the black stick, the sky fire suddenly hit it.
boom!
The fire burned like crazy, covering the entire black stick.
Han Sanqian looked at the black stick indifferently. Grandma, if the tiger doesn't show its power, he really thinks he is a sick cat.
However, Han Sanqian's indifference only lasted for a short moment, because he soon discovered to his astonishment that even the extremely high-temperature sky fire was burning crazily at the guy, and the guy still didn't show any signs of indifference.
Moved.
It's really strange.
Is it possible that he is really a fire stick?
Are you really not afraid of fire?
Han Sanqian was no longer sure when the stick was lit, but what was certain was that the little curiosity in his heart was ignited.
Weiwei withdrew the sky fire and was about to leave its whole body and observe it carefully.
But suddenly a strange force came from his left hand, forcing Han Sanqian's true energy to be pushed back several meters. Just when Han Sanqian was about to regroup his true energy and fight back, suddenly, an extremely strong flame emanated from the stick.
He extended his strength all the way and attacked directly towards Han Sanqian's left hand.
"What?" Han Sanqian was shocked. He subconsciously wanted to resist with his right hand, but when the flame was about to arrive, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The temperature of this fire, the color of this fire!
Damn, no, this damn thing is actually my own heavenly fire!
Han Sanqian was immediately shocked and turned pale, and he did not dare to neglect at all. He hurriedly turned into heavenly fire again and fought back suddenly.
boom!
Two almost identical flames collided immediately, and the resulting explosion was so powerful that it even bounced Han Sanqian several meters away.
"Damn, so fierce?"
Han Sanqian stabilized his body and couldn't help but be horrified. It was obviously his Heavenly Fire, but it was actually used in the opposite direction. But that was fine. But what was outrageous was that his mother used it to such an extreme degree. It was better than using the Wuxiang Divine Art.
Even more perverted.
"What on earth is this gadget of yours?" Han Sanqian glanced at this guy strangely. After getting over his anger, he became more curious.
Han Sanqian, who was so playful, even completely forgot about the danger of his situation at this moment. With a simple move of his hand, the sky fire dissipated and the moon wheel rose again.
Grandma, you're a bitch, fire can't kill you, you bitch, what about electricity?
"Up!" After saying this, Yuelun suddenly rushed over with purple-blue light.
For a moment, the electric light on the little black stick was jagged and tight. Then, after the purple light of the moon jumped, everything disappeared. Han Sanqian could also feel it from the energy in his left hand. The little black stick suddenly lost the slightest impact.
.
It looks almost the same as when I took it out.
Han Sanqian couldn't help but frowned. Is this solved?
Isn’t it true that I’m not afraid of fire, I’m afraid of electricity?!
With the lessons learned from the past, Han Sanqian was not in a hurry to withdraw his energy this time, and even the moon wheel in his right hand was still reunited, so that he could deal with any emergencies at any time.
However, it seems that I am being paranoid.
That little black stick might have fallen directly if I hadn't controlled it with my energy, let alone attacking me.
But just when Han Sanqian had this idea, suddenly, the little black stick suddenly changed...
