Chapter: 4500

The Demon Claw, which caused pride, did not have any advantage at all. On the contrary, in the most direct confrontation, it was smashed by a punch, leaving the opponent with a more domineering, fiercer and more stalwart image.

The strongest technique of the Yuan family?

There is also his own magic technique.

In the past, how brilliant these were, and now, it has nailed itself on the pillar of shame, how deep it is.

The people in the audience were also completely stunned, and they even forgot to breathe.

Just staring at the center of the living room stupidly, this is a jaw-dropping result.

It wasn't as joking as imagined, and it wasn't as gratifying as imagined. What was there was just a moment of massacre, and even...

It can be called a spike!

It's just that it wasn't that unremarkable country bumpkin who was killed in seconds, but Mr. Yuan, whom they placed high hopes on and never even suspected!

"Am I delusional?"


"Don't talk about spending money, I even suspect that I am dreaming."

"That guy's punch not only broke the devil's claws, but... he even hit Mr. Yuan's abdomen so simply and domineeringly. How powerful is this...?"

"Mr. Yuan's cultivation is already at the top of the realm of killing evil. Although he can't be regarded as a master-level master, he can be regarded as a first-class master. How can someone resist his fatal blow at the same time? Just crush it with brute force and hit it?"

"Unless the country bumpkin in front of me has at least two levels of cultivation higher than the realm of punishing evil. Otherwise, he would not be able to kill Mr. Yuan in such a simple and quick manner!"

"Above the Realm of Punishing Evil, there is only one Realm of the Eight Desolations left. Don't say that this kid can be higher than the Realm of the Eight Desolations. I don't believe in just talking about the Realm of the Eight Desolations."

"That's right, in the Eight Directions World, the youngest masters in the Eight Desolation Realm are at least a hundred years old. This kid is young, only thirty at most. How could he have such a transformational state?"

"But he did." Someone shook his head, unwilling to continue to ignore the facts.

"Could it be... Could it be that we were wrong from the beginning? He didn't have any secret treasures to protect himself, but simply used his own cultivation to forcibly resist Mr. Yuan's attack?" Someone speculated.

But this guess, obviously, made everyone gasp.

This explanation seems to be the only explanation that can run through the front and back at present, but if this explanation is true, it may be too perverted.

A young person has such a perverted cultivation?

What is he then?

"It's not a true god, it's a Sanxian!"

"Moreover, he is definitely the best existence among Sanxian, and even, the one who is closest to God."

When the two of them fell to the ground, the group of princes and young masters present were absolutely silent.

Inside the bead curtain.

The green-clothed woman covered her mouth with her hand, and was so surprised that she almost lost her voice. Even the white-clothed woman stood up for the first time at this time, murmured and looked at this scene in disbelief.

lost? !

Even though the woman in white was mentally prepared, she knew that Han Sanqian was by no means a treasure.

But she never dreamed that the victory and defeat would come so quickly and so decisively. The battle between the two, even just beginning, came to an end. JrNovels.com