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Chapter 129 Surrounding Han Ze(2/2)

Subsequently, Han Ze did not stop, and shot it in the air.

The sky is Han Ze's palm shadow, as if there are countless lotus flowers bloom in the void.

Knite!

In the end, the blade of the three people condensed with divine power was directly crushed by Han Ze's bare hands.

"It's just that." Han Ze stood on the hill, and he was not afraid in the face of the six people.

On the shoulders of Han Ze, a trace of blood appeared, which was hit by the gun.

However, Han Ze didn't care about it at all. The thunderbolt may be devastating for other practitioners, but for Han Ze, it is only Err.

"Sure enough, there are so some skills." A strong man who stands not far away said.

For the first time, Han Ze was just suffered some minor injuries, but he killed a strong man in the realm.

"You're just like this, no wonder you need to call so many people." Han Ze said lightly, "Come on, don't rest, I just came to be interested."

Han Ze was calm, but he kept paying attention to the three gunmen in the back.

For Han Ze, at this time, the three were even threatened than those of the three powerful realm of God.

"Huh, it's just a stronger body." A strong man of the realm of God sneered, "Next, let you know that in front of me, the body is strong and useless."

Subsequently, the three of them met, all nodded slightly.

Oh!

The next moment, one of them flung the sleeves, and immediately a blue short sword flew out.

On the three, the divine power skyrocketed, notes into the short sword.

The short sword greeted the storm, falling down the next sword air, and cut the small valley.

Above Han Ze's body, he was scratched by a wound by this sword qi.

"Flying Sword?" Han Ze's eyes narrowed, looking at the blue blade in the air.

At this time, the blue sword, with a full of more than ten meters long, was born in the sun, falling down countless sword gas.

Those swords were extremely sharp, splitting the valley, and a crack appeared.

And the clothes on Han Ze's chest were also opened by this sword qi, and a blood stain appeared.

Yin Hong's blood fell, and the bloody smell per filled.

Han Ze's face became more and more dignified, because he didn't expect that the other party would come with a flying sword.

Although this flying sword is the lowest level, it still has a great threat to Han Ze now.

"Boy, you can see the magic weapon, even if you die."

The strong man in the realm of the god of God opened. At this time, the blue flying sword hanging on top of their head, and the sword tip pointed to Han Ze.

The sperm of the sun rolled, and the three of them were transformed into countless divine power to urge this flying sword.

"Isn't it just a flying sword?" Han Ze said peacefully.

"Huh. Let you look at the power of this magic instrument." The three said coldly.

Oh!

The next moment, the light in the void skyrocketed, the flying sword moved, penetrated the void directly, and came to Han Ze's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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