"boom!"

A huge energy flew out of Su Yingxia's hand and crashed towards the house.

Just like his stunning appearance in the Eight Desolation Heaven Book, the moment the zhenqi arrived, the next second, a huge explosion sounded with a strong tremor and began to sweep across the entire underground dragon city.

Everyone began to be shaken to this side, and even the houses some distance away began to tremble and be destroyed.

Not to mention the place at the center of the explosion. At this time, when the white light flashed, the whole place was completely reduced to ashes in the flames.

And almost at the same time, Han Sanqian was there.

Facing the attack of tens of thousands of men in black, even Han Sanqian had already cut off his connection with the magic dragon, and was determined to fight them to the end with the determination to win whether he would die or not.

But it is always difficult to beat four hands with two fists.

This group of people is very strange, and their cultivation base is extremely powerful, and their minds are so firm that Han Sanqian has no chance to drive them apart or directly destroy their morale as before.

In the current situation, Han Sanqian's only choice was to fight hard.

But after nearly an hour of hard work, Han Sanqian was almost exhausted.

"Han Sanqian, you are so fucking strong."

"For a whole hour, you, with your own strength, supported the attack of so many of us for so long."

"It must be said that I still have a little bit of admiration for you."

The black shadow spoke eeriely from an unknown place.

Regarding Han Sanqian, his initial thought was that this guy could support him, but at most half an hour, after all, his number advantage was really huge.

Even if a few top masters come here, they can only return with corpses.

But I didn't expect that Han Sanqian was only a mere person, but not only persisted for half an hour, but also doubled directly.

But so what?

Now even though Han Sanqian has dragged the time to an hour, he also believes that Han Sanqian's current situation must be at the end of his battle.

Therefore, in his eyes, Han Sanqian is no different from a dead person.

"It's a pity, for someone as powerful as you, wouldn't you be the last to die by my knife?"

Han Sanqian swept away all the men in black in front of him, and smiled coldly: "You idiot, do you only hide behind your back and talk?"

"Unfortunately, you can't make a good face."

"Many people have taken my life, who are you? Isn't my head hanging here properly?"

Hearing Han Sanqian's ridicule, Sombra was furious, but smiled back in an instant.

"Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian, you dying person is still so stubborn? Do you still have the strength to continue to fight?"

"So what?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.

"I don't believe it. For an entire hour, you have so many opponents against us. Even if you are a cow, you will be exhausted. What's more, you are not a cow at all."

"Joke, of course I'm not a cow, I'm your grandfather." JrNovels.com