The eight circles of light are still hanging high in the sky, and there even seems to be a ninth one faintly formed.

Han Sanqian was a little desperate, and he almost let go of half of his last breath. His whole body was tilted, only supported by the jade sword.

Abandoning defense and attacking with all his strength, Han Sanqian may not have thought that he could knock down eight aperture suns with one blow, but he also believed that he could at least knock down several suns.

But how can I imagine, now it seems that my attack is more like tickling others, but the attack on myself is devastating.

Yes, Han Sanqian completely miscalculated.

He overestimated his own offense and underestimated the offense of others.

Or it can be said that the strength gap between the two is so huge that Han Sanqian can't imagine, so...

The ending will be so different from what you imagined!

"Unexpected?" The voice appeared in time, full of deep ridicule and disdain.

"Want to play swap with me, do you know how many people in Sun Moon Lake have the same idea as you?"

"Although I know I can't fight, but at least this kind of self-inflicted loss of one thousand and eight hundred kills can get back a little bit of pitiful dignity."

"But it's a pity that dignity has always been brought back by one's own ability. You bunch of trash, rubbish, don't deserve it at all."

"understand?"

Han Sanqian didn't speak, his face that was about to melt was full of bitterness.

"Haha dare not accept you? Hehe, it sounds quite domineering, but unfortunately, domineering without strength will only become ridiculous."

"Go, if there is a next life, be a dumb obediently. If you have never offended the deity, in fact, you can be my Dharma protector in Ritan. Why did you end up in such a miserable situation today?"

"Forget it, it's just a waste of saliva with you dead man."

"You can hold your breath."

As soon as the words fell, the eight circles of light were about to disperse, and at the same time, a gentle breeze suddenly blew in.

The wind is very light and cool, just like the spring breeze at noon. It blows people very comfortably, and even closes their eyes to enjoy it quietly.

But for Han Sanqian, this wind was actually the last straw that broke his life.

With a bang, Han Sanqian officially fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

The voice laughed coldly, and was about to leave the room, but suddenly something seemed wrong behind him...

Da da da!

Bursts of strange voices suddenly sounded behind him.

Although the sound was extremely subtle, in such an environment where there were no other people, even the sound of a mosquito spreading its wings would be extremely loud.

Han Sanqian was completely dead, and he saw Han Sanqian die with his own eyes.

What would that sound be?

Thinking of this, he was a little strange, but when he looked back, he couldn't help feeling very puzzled.

Han Sanqian was still lying there, but it was just a pool of mud. JrNovels.com