Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the members of the League of Mysterious People burst into laughter again. It is true to teach Dao Twelve, but it is not false to make fun of the old man at the same time.

The white-bearded old man struggled to get up from the ground, his body was covered in dust and weeds, he blew his beard and stared angrily, pointed at Han Sanqian and cursed angrily, "You shameless boy, how dare you use dirty tricks?"

"You asked me to give you something, so why is it called a dirty trick?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully, and at the same time glanced at the white-bearded old man, disdainfully said: "Don't you want to let go of the beating? Come on."

"Playing tricks in front of me, do you think I'm afraid of you, old man?" The white bearded old man shouted angrily, his body regained his energy for a while, and a green light flickered from his whole body.

"That's it?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly, and opened his energy at the same time, and a strong black energy mixed with golden light rushed out of his body!

There is no harm if there is no comparison. If you simply look at the green mang on the old man with white beard, it is indeed scary enough, but compared with Han Sanqian...

"It's so fucking weak." Zhong Beihai covered his face, the expression on his face was fucking wanting to laugh, but it was his senior brother, so he couldn't laugh at all.

The white-bearded old man also saw this, and his aura lost more than half of it in an instant, but he soon regained his composure.

Just like when he helped them fight those zombies just now, this guy was here and there, but the result was that there was a lot of thunder and little rain. Besides, what can he do as a young man?

But it's all about bluffing. It's okay to deceive people outside. Isn't it pure nonsense to try to deceive a master like him? !

"It's interesting to be a master of the Eight Desolation Realm." Han Sanqian smiled lightly, approving the strength of this shameless old man.

"Boy, I have a little sharp eyesight, but I just realized it now, it's too late. Because you angered me." As soon as the voice fell, a green streamer flashed on the whisk, and then suddenly turned towards Han Sanqian hit.

With the flick of the whisk, the surrounding air was slightly disturbed by the huge force above, and even sand and rocks were flying on the ground.

The master of the eight wilderness is indeed extraordinary, and the first shot is extremely powerful.

"Damn it, kill him."

The confidence of the disciples of Tianji Palace was ignited again in the explosion of the old man with white beard.

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"Snapped!"

Suddenly, just as they were about to raise their arms and shout, the whisk slapped Han Sanqian's arm in an instant.

However, after taking the shot, Han Sanqian did not appear in the situation of the knife twelve, but stood still, and gently pressed Fuchen's head on his beaten arm with the other hand.

"It's my turn." Han Sanqian smiled dismissively.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Han Sanqian grabbed Fuchen and swung it violently. The white-bearded Taoist priest who was holding the tail felt as if his hand had been messed up, and then the stick of Fuchen came out of his hand...

With a muffled sound...

The nose of the old man with white beard instantly turned red...

But this is obviously just the beginning...

Just when the old white beard's nose was hurting, and it was suddenly bruised, the wooden handle at the end of the floating dust was still moving in the air, and the white beard hurriedly wanted to grab it.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was another blunt blow from the floating dust stick on the forehead.

"Ouch." Whitebeard yelled in pain, and subconsciously hugged his head with both hands. JrNovels.com