"Kill Han Sanqian, and return home with wine and meat. Otherwise, the people we are waiting for will have to die for the military order."

"kill!"

"kill!!!"

Thousands of voices roared together, and all the soldiers suddenly seemed to be crazy, and they attacked Han Sanqian madly.

All kinds of spells were thrown unreservedly, and the soldiers, spears, sticks and swords were even more dazzling like quicksilver leaking to the ground.

At this time, Han Sanqian directly pulled away and flew up. Looking at the absolute attack of this group of people, there was no trace of fear on his face, but a cold smile on his face.

"What? Can you finally bear it?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly.

"I've been waiting for you for too long."

After the words fell, Han Sanqian's hand suddenly moved, and his entire anger was wide open.

A jaw-dropping thing happened...

"He... what is he doing?"

"That rascal��"

No reservations, no hesitation.

This time, Han Sanqian mobilized almost all his energy.

White light, jade light, golden light, black light, colorful.

The qi of the body, the qi of chaos, the qi of magic, and the qi of the number are one.

All of a sudden, Han Sanqian became like a god coming down to earth, or like a demon descending into the world.

The power of yin and yang filled his body, so that Han Sanqian's left was white, his right was dark, his head was golden, and his feet were black.

"Damn it, Han Sanqian..."

"Heaven and earth are above, listen to my orders, Emperor You, Wuxiang Divine Art!"

The emperor with the left hand can surpass the world, and the right hand has no form to cover the rain.

You Huang fixes all powers, and restores thousands of skills without phase.

"Stop everything for me!"

With a shout of anger, Han Sanqian's left hand urged Youhuang, and stretched out a huge barrier directly in front of him, firmly resisting the various spells of the most fierce attacking masters.

The power of the right hand activates the Wuxiang Divine Art, directly absorbing all the attacks of the soldiers on the right, and then copying them.

"How could this Han Sanqian, even now, be able to block so many attacks by himself?"

"Isn't this fucking bullshit?"

"Fuck, is he joking? Singing and acting?"

Everyone was talking nonsense in shock, even Ming Yu couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

Han Sanqian... JrNovels.com