"Have you seen enough?" Han Sanqian suddenly smiled, and with a sudden movement of his hand, the power of chaos suddenly opened up.

Seeing the extremely strong power of chaos suddenly released by Han Sanqian, the pangolin suddenly said "Oops." As soon as the words fell, he suddenly pointed at Qin Shuang over there, and shouted: "Look quickly."

Almost at the moment when Han Sanqian looked back, the pangolin suddenly raised the mace and came directly to attack.

Han Sanqian smiled coldly. Although he already knew that this guy was deliberately disturbing him, he really had nothing to worry about.

"Northern Dark Four Soul Formation!" roared angrily.

Han Sanqian's figure suddenly transformed, hum!

One into two!

Look silly pangolin!

Two into four!

The pangolin's eyes stared straight.

Four modernizations and eight!

pong!

Almost at the same time, the mace hit one of Han Sanqian's avatars directly!

It was like being hit on iron, there was only a loud buzzing sound, and the pangolin only felt the pain in its arm so that it went numb!

But what annoyed him the most was not this, but the whole eight Han Sanqian in front of him!

Eight, fuck it!

He felt like he had been a chick now, and suddenly fell into the group of eight hungry lions!

"What the hell is this?" The pangolin was stunned.

"Is it fun?" Han Sanqian smiled slightly, with a playful look in his eyes: "However, don't be too happy, because it's just the beginning."

The pangolin suddenly felt a local cold...

Han Sanqian shouted angrily, the eight avatars had already resisted each other's mace attack, at this time each raised their jade swords, and thunder came from all directions.

"Damn, you're fucking cheating!" The pangolin yelled, shrank its body, and immediately lay down on the ground like a turtle, only the thorn-like armor on its back was exposed!

boom!

Wherever the eight swords go, their power is boundless.

When it hit the armor of the pangolin, it immediately caused the ground to billow with dust and smoke!

However, to Han Sanqian's surprise, the armor on this guy's back is really fucking extraordinary!

Even if Han Sanqian's eight swords were cut down, it could not damage his armor at all.

"puff!"

And almost at the same time, the pangolin's mouth was sprayed with mud. Although the eight swords were not fatal, the powerful force brought by them was as strong as if a mountain was directly crushed on it.

The huge impact still brought him into close contact with the ground. At this moment, he was as disgraced as he could be. JrNovels.com