The strong guilt even made Han Sanqian a little inferior at this time!

"No!" Suddenly, Han Sanqian's eyes froze: "What did you do to Xiaotao!"

The only way to break Pangu's axe, the key core is earlier than Pangu's last successor, Xiaotao. Han Sanqian absolutely believed that Xiao Tao was definitely not the kind of person who would tell these demon monks the method of Pan Gu's axe!

Therefore, she must be forced to do so!

However, what could make a dignified Pan Gu heir tell these secrets? You must know that the Pangu clan has experienced two exterminations, and they have always kept their mouths shut. Even the pain of the soul being refined is willing to bear and is unwilling to tell outsiders a little secret.

Xiaotao is the only heir of Pangu, even if her memory has been erased, Han Sanqian believes that the blood of Pangu will never allow her to betray the family secrets at will.

She will definitely be like her patriarch, for the sake of secrets, without fear of life and death!

But this is precisely the reason why Han Sanqian is annoyed now. A person who is not afraid of life and death, why would he tell the secret! ?

Could it be, is it an inhuman torture?

It must be!

Thinking of this, the nameless fire in Han Sanqian's eyes burned crazily.

He has always regarded Xiaotao as his own sister, and she also told him how to use the Pangu ax when she was in danger, and at this time she was being tortured, how could Han Sanqian not be angry? !

Thinking of what happened to Shiyu and Fuli outside the city, Han Sanqian's anger erupted like a volcano.

Looking at the old monk's smirk, Han Sanqian didn't even wait for the sword to fall, but directly raised his fist and rushed over angrily.

"Old thief, I want your dog's life!"

Fist, strength!

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The air was torn apart by the friction and ignited, and Han Sanqian's fist rushed straight up with raging fire.

Seeing that Han Sanqian was attacking directly with his physical body at this time, the old monk smiled coldly: "It's really a good time, do you think that with your broken fists, I will be afraid of you?"

"I just want to see if your fist is stronger, or my Pangu ax is sharper." With a cold voice, the ax turned again, and aimed at Han Sanqian in the air, and it was an axe.

Ax meets fist!

But what made the old monk dumbfounded was that after he slashed down with an axe, it stands to reason that Han Sanqian would definitely avoid his sharp edge at this time, and it was the same when he used the sword just now.

The old monk really couldn't crack the seventy-two swords, his cultivation level was always poor.

But the previous attack with the Pangu ax forced Han Sanqian to turn himself into an attack and retreat instead. As it should be, in the face of Han Sanqian's more direct hand-to-hand combat this time, with the Pangu axe, can he avoid it? !

But Han Sanqian didn't!

"What?!"

"Madman, are you crazy!!" the old monk cursed angrily.

But at this time, Han Sanqian clearly didn't hear it, his eyes were even blood red, and the black energy was released from his body.

The blood of the dragon burst away again! !

"Damn it!" The old monk roared angrily, and he couldn't help but increase his strength in his hands, and he was bound to kill him with an axe! JrNovels.com