Han Sanqian's sudden stop was naturally caught off guard for Pei Shiyuan. After all, roaring, cursing, and scolding is the norm, but how could he think of Han Sanqian, the silly boy, actually stopped like a death-seeking stop?

However, it is only temporary to catch it off guard.

When Pei Shiyuan fully reflected on him, all he could be cold and disdainful.

Since you have stopped fucking, why don’t I clean up you?

On the one hand, it is true that it is to win the glory and prestige in front of many subordinates and special envoys.

Without waiting for Pei Shiyuan to react, Han Sanqian, who stopped, reached out and patted his neck. Although he was speechless, he was better than tens of millions of provocations.

"Damn it, little brat, you really want to come and die. Okay, I'll help you, I'll take your life."

Pei Shiyuan shouted loudly, and suddenly moved his hand and rushed towards Han Sanqian.

Seeing that the battle suddenly started in front of him, the remaining eight generals immediately looked at each other and hurriedly rushed forward.

However, the speed of the two ahead was too fast, and they had already been stretched a long distance between them during such a long journey. Even if they rushed over with all their strength at this time, it would take time.

This is the case with these eight people, and the tens of thousands of men in black behind them are even more distant.

Even from the perspective of Han Sanqian and the others, the figures of the men in black were as big as ants due to distance. It was not possible to achieve it in a short time to help.

Han Sanqian smiled coldly, looked at Pei Shiyuan who was rushing up without any panic. He just moved his hand slightly and slapped Pei Shiyuan's head directly behind him.

Pei Shiyuan was directly lost on the spot, and Han Sanqian even lost the center on the spot with a slap in the back of his head. He actually rushed out dozens of meters away.

He suddenly looked back, and Han Sanqian was still standing there, patting his neck gently, as if telling him that I'm waiting for you to cut off my neck.

"Ah!!" He shouted suddenly, Pei Shiyuan was completely angry, and the black air on his body suddenly spread, and he directly punched Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian frowned slightly. He was indeed the commander of tens of thousands of men in black. He had a high level of cultivation. Just as this fist was separated by dozens of meters, you could feel the surging and fierce power in his fist.

If this punch was hit hard by him, ordinary people would probably be disabled even if they were not dead.

"interesting!"

Han Sanqian smiled slightly, and an inexplicable impulse was accumulating in his heart.

In the clouds, I kept hearing that Han Sanqian deliberately hid the pangolins. At this time, I saw through the cracks of the clouds that Han Sanqian did not dodge or dodge, and all three of them had wide open pupils.

The pangolin shook his head helplessly, and a trace of inexplicable helplessness arose in his heart: "Will this kid want to..."

After the words came, Han Sanqian's smile froze, and a yin evil suddenly appeared in his eyes. The next second, Han Sanqian directly clamped his fist with his right hand. Facing Pei Shiyuan's attack, not only did not hide at all, but instead directly pressed his fist against him.

"Sure!" Pangolin was shocked. He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow at this time. He was indeed not wrong about the next intention of Han Sanqian. He was indeed as expected, and he directly fought with the other party.

Xia Wei was also observing the situation outside through the small gaps in the clouds. Seeing this scene, her palms couldn't help but sweat.

After all, from a perspective that can be seen from the naked eye, the difference between Han Sanqian and Pei Shiyuan is simply too strong.

The two sides are about five times more different in size than just above each other, and the fists facing each other are like a huge rock, while the other looks more like... a porcelain cup...

As for the arm that exerted force, the thinnest wrist was two circles thicker than Han Sanqian's arm...

Xia Wei was really worried that once the two sides met, Han Sanqian's "weak" body would be knocked away directly, and his "slim" arm would be broken like a dead branch with a crack.

boom!

When the two fists met, the energy dissipated wildly. Xia Wei couldn't bear to close her eyes tightly.

"Click."

A sound of her worry and fear sounded in time, and she implemented her eardrums...
Chapter completed!