"The strength is really good, and I really have a fight." Han Sanqian sighed slightly, but in the next second, a bright light suddenly shot out in his eyes: "But the speed is very different."

As soon as the voice fell, Han Sanqian's figure had only left an afterimage in place, but the main body had already appeared from behind the killer.

"boom!"

The killer only felt a strange force coming from the back of his head, and when he turned his head suddenly, his huge palm hit Shang Han Sanqian with a punch.

The needle-like fist met the palm as big as a matchbox, but after a sudden stalemate for half a second, the killer's powerful legs softened, and his whole body directly retreated several steps due to the huge inertia.

boom! !

His back hit the torture chamber heavily, and the somewhat distorted torture chamber was directly squeezed into serious deformation.

"What?"

There was a hint of disbelief in the killer's eyes, and he stared closely at Han Sanqian who was standing in midair after punching out.

As far as he was concerned, Han Sanqian was as big as his own fist, but such a small person actually knocked him back with a single punch. What kind of terrifying power is this? !

"Is it even better?" Han Sanqian looked at him indifferently.

"Your speed is too fast, why don't you just compare strength?" Han Sanqian smiled.

The power of the killer is indeed very strong, in fact, this also aroused Han Sanqian's interest.

After all, in terms of pure strength, Han Sanqian hadn't met such an opponent for a long time.

But to the Slayer, this is simply a huge irony, like an ant comparing strength to an elephant.

"Ant, you're annoying me." He said coldly.

Han Sanqian just smiled, landed slowly, put on a good posture, and shook his head: "Then you come."

Hearing this, the Slayer clenched his teeth, furious, and concentrated all his strength on his right arm.

Just when he was ready to go, Han Sanqian suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"What? Are you scared?"

"No, I just want to tell you, I'd better fly in the air, or I'll bully you too much, but don't worry, even if I'm in the air, if I take half a step back, you'll still win!" As soon as the voice fell, Han Sanqian A confident smile twitched at the corner of his mouth...

Hearing this, the Slayer was obviously taken aback.

Fly in the air? !

Without the support of the ground, the ability to attack will naturally become weaker, and even the offensive will lose a booster effect. After all this, in an environment where qi is inherently impermanent, you have to compete for strength? !

If this is not an idiotic dream, it is a great professional confidence in one's own strength.

But no matter which one, it is a great irony and a great provocation to the Slayer.

He is the absolute master of power!

But at this moment, someone is doing this in front of him...

What is it, it is unbearable!

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