"What's going on?"

Han Sanqian was completely stunned for a moment. With his strength, he was just a mortal. Not to mention flying to the sky, even if he wanted to be flexible now, it would be futile.

But, things happened to this most incredible end.

He didn't understand, but he didn't have time to let him understand.

The man did not intend to stop after seeing Han Sanqian avoiding his attack, and he turned two palms in a row between his backhand.

His skillful technique and his tyranny tricks were very domineering. Even if Han Sanqian just saw it, he could tell that the person in front of him was definitely a top-notch master.

Not to mention being the current self, even if the peak self wants to meet him, it will definitely not be an easy task.

At least he is more important than Su Yingxia and Zi Qing's cultivation, and his rich combat experience, it is not even a huge problem to stand up to two.

But it's strange that it's strange here.

In theory, such a master, let alone meet himself, even if he meets an absolute true god like Lu Wushen, he will definitely not be so scared.

They may indeed not be opponents of the True God, but they are definitely not ordinary things that the True God can clean up just by saying that they can clean up.

Between shock and strangeness, Han Sanqian also had a subconscious flash.

Han Sanqian, who thought he could not resist now, unexpectedly found that his dodging not only kept avoiding the opponent's palms, but was definitely not the kind of difficulty he imagined. On the contrary, he was simply relaxed, just like...

"Why did I suddenly return to my peak?" Han Sanqian frowned, unable to understand for a moment.

But while turning his hands, he could clearly see the strong breath contained in his hand at this moment, then raise his right hand, burn and burn, ready to go.

Depend on!

Before he knew it, he had inexplicably restored his original appearance and power.

OK, since he has recovered and the other party tries to attack again, Han Sanqian's confusion has become self-confidence.

It's been a long time since I looked like this now. To be honest, Han Sanqian's own hands have long been itchy.

It is rare to have a master duel, so I will have fun with you.

As he finished speaking, Han Sanqian quickly turned into an attack. As soon as he moved his feet, the jade sword in his hand was already holding it and fighting out!

brush!

The sword was not hit, but it also opened up enough space, which was what Han Sanqian wanted in his heart.

With the help of this space, the next second is the attack of Han Sanqian's seventy-two divine swords like a rainstorm.

The complex and exquisite swordsmanship almost made Han Sanqian's entire attack fierce and almost without weakness. The already panic-like person probably did not expect Han Sanqian's counterattack would be so fast and so fierce.

In a hurry, his hands and feet were in chaos and exhausted to deal with it. He was sweating and full of flaws.

However, even so, the masters are always masters. In the continuous battles, all of these flaws were covered by them one by one, and they started to compete with Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian became more and more excited as he fought, and he liked him more and more. He didn't know how long he hadn't come to the last game so happily.

But compared to his excitement, the opponent became more and more guilty at this time. Until the end, he had already begun to feel timid and wanted to retreat at all times.

Han Sanqian smiled coldly and said softly: "As a master, do you know what is the most taboo? That is, you feel afraid of the enemy during the battle."

"And this fear will become the last straw that crushes you."

"The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian had already reached a long sword, aiming at his head, and suddenly a crazy blow!

Although the man had already known that he would definitely lose, he never expected that he would lose so quickly. Or in other words, he could always see his shock and despair in the cowardly person who had already retreated!!

The only thing he can do now is to use his body to barely resist, in order to avoid being beaten so badly in failure.

However, some things are always thought of, especially for a loser. Thinking of such things is sometimes more like a funny dream.

Before he could reflect it, Han Sanqian's sword was already on his throat.

Han Sanqian looked at him coldly and said calmly: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!