However, that is relative to ordinary people.

"You bumpkin, I want you to be smashed to pieces." He yelled fiercely, and struck with his claws.

"That guy...why is he still not moving?"

"Couldn't he be crazy? Damn, did he think his body could be as hard as breaking a cold iron sword, and could withstand the attack of the Demon Hunting Palm?"

"If the cold iron sword is steel and only has yang, then this Demon Hunting Claw is the most yin and yang. Even if his body is as strong as a mountain, it can only be crushed."

A group of people said angrily, attacking Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian still didn't move at all, almost when Mr. Yuan's claws were close to Han Sanqian and a half meters away.

At this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly moved.

He suddenly lifted his right foot slightly, and then stomped the ground loudly. Suddenly, a very strong energy burst out from his body.

boom! !

With Han Sanqian as the center, the vigor is in a circular shape. Accompanied by a loud noise, Han Sanqian is a few meters away.

Even more exaggerated is...

What's even more exaggerated is that Mr. Yuan, who was attacking Han Sanqian with his claws, suddenly looked like a piece of shredded paper charging forward. Blow, fall, fly upside down.

boom!

The body is directly inlaid on the gate post above the living room of the flower boat!

After being hit by the fierce wind, everyone opened their eyes and saw such a terrifying scene, and everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

Over there, the bead curtain was obviously lifted by the wind, and now it is only slightly lowered. With the shaking of the bead curtain, the woman in white can be seen gently lowering the long sleeves covering her face, revealing a shocking face.

But the woman in green was much more straightforward, her small mouth was opened again, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock!

"This..." She murmured, but she didn't know what to say.

"ah!"

Almost at the same time, on the wooden pillar, Mr. Yuan yelled in pain, and blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth because he opened his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked down at the blood in his hands slightly, and a nameless anger burned crazily in his heart.

Blood, it's blood, his majestic Mr. Yuan was not only humiliated by a bumpkin today, but more importantly, this bumpkin dared to hurt himself.

When had he been treated like this during his decades of free and easy life? !

Everyone is now shocked that this guy injured himself, even inside the bead curtain.

No, absolutely not.

What he lost, he must get back with his own hands.

And Han Sanqian in front of him must die.

This kind of rubbish like him has absolutely no qualifications, and he can step on his own head to reach the top.

He is not worthy, and no one in this world is worthy, because he himself should be the one who stands at the top of this world. JrNovels.com