After all, this is a demon who can come and go freely even in his Fu family's buildings and pavilions, even when he walks over, Fu Tian can feel his back crazily shivering!
A group of soldiers also rushed over at this time, and surrounded Han Sanqian with eyes on their eyes.
Seeing Futian was afraid of becoming like this. Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "What? If you win your garrison chief, do you want to face each other with swords?"
Fu Tiantian's complexion turned blue, he was clearly here to make trouble. What is there to fight in the arena?
"How about cooperating?" Han Sanqian laughed softly.
"Cooperation? How can I cooperate with you?" Fu Tian said coldly.
"Besides, why should I cooperate with you? Just because you won the garrison chief? Even if I admit this result, you are just my subordinate." Futian shouted dissatisfied.
"Why? Is it okay for us to destroy Baguio Palace?" Han Sanqian said indifferently.
But what Han Sanqian said was calm and clear, but the people present were terrified when they heard it.
"What? Then... that guy is the masked man who defeated the 70,000 army of Tianding Mountain?"
"No way? Is he the masked man himself?"
"Damn it. Why not? Have you forgotten how Dashan was instantly killed by him in the middle of applause?"
"I remembered, that guy is really the masked man from Baguio Palace, because of the Fu Mang next to him. I remember the living people of Tianding Mountain mentioned this name!"
"My God, what is that... that demon doing here?"
Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and couldn't help staying away from Han Sanqian, for fear of getting too close, in case this master was unhappy, it would hurt Chi Yu.
on stage. The Fujia group couldn't help taking a step back, and the group of soldiers who were at the front held their guns timidly, encircling the originally small area. Forcibly expanded several times.
Within a few meters of Han Sanqian, at this time, no one dared to approach.
For anyone, Han Sanqian, the masked figure, is like a god of death.
After all, this guy is the one who killed tens of thousands of people with a wave of his hand, who the hell wants to be cannon fodder there? !
It wasn't that Futian didn't want to leave, but because he was too close to Han Sanqian, his legs were a little numb from fright, and he couldn't move his legs at all.
"How about it? Should we cooperate to kill Yaoshen Pavilion together, or should I kill you first and then kill him?" Han Sanqian said with a sinister smile.
Fu Tian's back was covered in cold sweat. Pale.
Han Sanqian seems to be giving him a choice, but does he have another choice? !
Futian is not worried about cooperation. Instead, she was worried that Fu Mang would tell the secret, and was about to refuse, Fu Mei gritted her teeth: "We can cooperate. However, we have conditions."
Fu Mei doesn't know the past of the head of the Fu family, and only considers the current trade-offs, so the choice is easy to make.
"Tell me." Han Sanqian said with a smile.
"If we really fight, we are actually not afraid of you, you have your ability, but we also have our troops." Fu Mei said coldly: "So, if we want to cooperate, we will be the master and you will be the assistant, how about it?"
And almost at this time, a large number of soldiers also came to support.
"You mean to listen to you?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.
"Yes." Fu Mei said coldly. JrNovels.com