There was no scene in the imagination where the demonic energy directly blocked Han Sanqian's fist, and there was no scene where the power of the demonic energy directly bounced Han Sanqian away.
It was just a huge roar like a sonic boom.
The next second, Han Sanqian's fist directly broke through the demonic barrier and penetrated it.
What!!
Everyone was dumbfounded on the spot, and couldn't help but take a step forward in fear.
Some people even wiped their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Even Ming Yu, who had always been calm and composed, could not help but turn pale with shock at this moment, his mouth slightly opened!
This...how is this possible?
Han Sanqian only attacks with pure fists. Although his speed is indeed fast enough and his strength seems to be sufficient, that is an advantage that can only be gained when it comes to purely physical competition.
But when faced with spells, these things become useless.
It shouldn't have any resistance at all.
These are completely two dimensions. A top martial arts master has no chance of winning against a novice monk. This can already prove how terrifying the gap between them is.
But Han Sanqian!!!
He was facing the top player Ye Shijun.
Even if they are Taoists, even if they are present, how many people can defeat him with Taoist magic?
I'm afraid I can count them all on one hand.
But unfortunately, it is such a huge gap, it is like hitting an egg with a stone, but it smashes the stone with the egg.
Ye Shijun could clearly feel the severe pain coming from his chest. He felt as if someone had hit his chest directly with a huge mountain.
His internal organs were tumbling, and his sternum was shattered into pieces.
He looked at his chest in disbelief. It had completely deflated into the shape of a fist.
He looked up at Han Sanqian again.
He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand.
With his powerful demonic energy and his superb skills, dealing with Han Sanqian should be easy, and it would be easier than eating.
But why, why is this so?
Not only was Han Sanqian not defeated as miserably as he had expected, but... he even destroyed himself in an instant.
This...how is this possible?!
"I'm sorry, I know you really want to show off, but it's a pity that you met me again, yes, again." Han Sanqian smiled coldly, and with a slight movement of his hand, he knocked Ye Shijun away with a force of one inch.
rice.
Several masters behind him caught Ye Shijun and took a few steps back before barely able to stabilize his body.
"Poof!" Ye Shijun spurted a mouthful of blood.
Several experts took a brief look at it and couldn't help but look frightened.
"The punch broke several bones in the chest. If Mr. Ye is not a top master and has a lot of demonic energy to protect his body, then I am afraid that if it were anyone else, I would be killed directly." Someone reported to Ming Yu.
Hearing this, Zhu Yanshuo and Ming Yu were shocked at the same time.
Who is this Han Sanqian?
Unexpectedly, with just one punch, he could injure a top master like Ye Shijun to such an extent that he could even be within a hair's breadth of killing Ye Shijun.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even if they were beaten to death, it would be hard for them to believe it.
Han Sanqian smiled lightly, withdrew his hand slightly, patted the demonic energy on his hand, and said with a smile: "Who is still laughing at the fact that martial arts alone can't kill you?"
"Who wants to try again?"
As soon as he glanced at him, everyone he looked at took a few steps back, hesitating for a while and not daring to look at him.
The previous heroic words now seemed more like a reminder to ridicule myself.
The Secret of Heaven, a miraculous method that Han Sanqian himself was extremely confused and couldn't understand. Even Japan's Shengyuan suffered great losses on it. What does it matter to Ye Shijun?
"Looking at you, it seems like you have no doubts?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly.
Immediately afterwards, Han Sanqian straightened up slightly and glanced at everyone: "Then how about we try another way?"
"Actually, I don't really like to hit like this directly. After all, it wastes my energy and dirty my hands at the same time."
Arrogant, yet confusing.
"If you don't use this method, what else can you use?"
Han Sanqian smiled and said: "Of course we use true energy. We are all Taoists."
As soon as he finished speaking, in everyone's frightened eyes, Han Sanqian's demonic aura suddenly appeared...
