The third thousand one hundred and sixty-two chapters are not even slag left
A corner of the city exploded.
At the explosion point where the two met, a powerful storm spread around. Xia Wei and the pangolin hurriedly resisted it, but even so, the place where the two resisted was directly defeated by the explosion storm. The red clay under the sliding legs even accumulated a hill behind them.
Besides, the surrounding area was also affected. Even the houses that were still strong and remained when the surface was shaking just now turned into a pile of scattered ashes under such a wave of air.
The road goes straight into the city for a hundred meters, pushing the edge of the city a hundred meters away.
Within this hundred meters, there was already a flat object on the ground, and there was nothing else.
If there were others at this time, I would have to take a deep breath and let out a cold and shocked voice. This would be the case.
Compared with the movement of the house powder, Han Sanqian's head was very quiet at this time.
Just like a needle falling to a sound, as if everything does not exist.
When Xia Wei and the pangolin finally calmed down, they looked at Xiao Chunhua and the old man behind them, and they were not seriously injured. They then quickly turned their eyes to Han Sanqian.
The explosion was over, the flash had passed, and an incredible scene also reflected into the pupils of the four people.
There was nothing above Han Sanqian's head. The monsters who stood in a row that could block the streets were not even dust at this time.
Mixed with the explosion, it flew out of ashes and smoke!
He punched more than twenty people, and it seemed like Han Sanqian was dreaming before.
The result now seems like four people are dreaming.
If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I would never believe that there would be such a despicable performance.
Even though, Han Sanqian's amazing operation of Pangolin and Xia Wei have seen it several times.
The pangolin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I think, I know what I should do next."
Xia Wei knew the meaning of his words and nodded, "It's time to learn more. We have to change our ways to praise this guy in the future, otherwise there will be no enough literature and information."
The old man smiled helplessly and shook his head. Isn’t this the same?
Han Sanqian withdrew his hand slightly, looked around calmly, his ears became much quieter, and he looked back at the four of them, Han Sanqian walked slowly over several steps.
"Are you okay?" Han Sanqian laughed softly.
"It's okay?" Pangolin shook his head helplessly and walked to Han Sanqian: "Where did you see that I seem to be fine?"
Han Sanqian looked at this guy and found nothing from beginning to end, and it didn't seem like something was wrong no matter how you look at it.
"Are you sick?" Han Sanqian rolled his eyes and said coldly.
"Yes, it's extremely sick." The pangolin nodded without commenting, covering his chest with his hands: "The heart has been hit critically."
"Honestly, did your special mother see Xiao Chunhua here, so she deliberately shows off and deals with a bunch of monsters. Are you like the big god of bombing?"
Hearing this, Xia Wei burst out laughing. The old man also smiled helplessly. Only Xiao Chunhua was embarrassed and didn't know why.
Han Sanqian glanced at the pangolin coldly and said disdainfully: "I think you are not suffering a critical hit in your heart, but your brain is obviously suffering a severe blow."
"How is it? Do I want me to give you some energy and make him enlightened?"
After the words came, Han Sanqian's energy had moved, and he had to take action when he made a move.
Seeing this, the pangolin quickly turned around and played with Han Sanqian's big hand.
Han Sanqian was lazy to care about this idiot. As soon as he stopped, the guy immediately got stuck with him like a candy: "What? I can't reason, I want to kill someone to silence me?"
"Hmph, I'm enlightened. I think it's clear that I want to make me a fool and hide your despicable secrets, right?"
Han Sanqian looked at this guy like a fool. If there was a nonsense competition, this guy would definitely be the first.
"It seems that you are a stingy knife to kill a chicken. It is a big shot, but in fact... hum." The old man shook his head slightly. Obviously, this sentence was already very obvious.
Han Sanqian didn't say anything, looked up at the depths of the street inside, and smiled softly.
Almost as Han Sanqian withdrew his gaze, a figure flashed through the blood mist and quickly moved towards the deepest part of the city.
After a moment, the figure came to an ancient tomb in the center of the city, and then turned into a demonic light and drilled in...
Chapter completed!