Han Sanqian was completely dumbfounded for a moment. With his power, he was just a mortal. Not to mention flying into the sky, even trying to be more flexible now was in vain.
But unfortunately, things happened in the most incredible direction.
He didn¡¯t understand, but there was no time to make him understand.
Seeing that Han Sanqian had escaped his attack, the man didn't intend to stop, so he turned his backhand twice in succession.
His technique is skillful, and the moves he uses are extremely domineering. Even if Han Sanqian is just looking, he can definitely tell that the person in front of him is definitely a first-class master.
Not to mention my current self, even if I were to face him at my peak, it would definitely not be an easy task.
He is at least better than Su Yingxia and Zi Qing in cultivation, and coupled with his rich combat experience, it is not even a huge problem to block two with one.
But the strange thing is here.
Normally, such a master, not to mention meeting himself, even if he meets an absolute true god like Lu Wushen, he will definitely not be in such a frightening scene.
They may indeed be no match for the True God, but they are definitely not ordinary things that the True God can take care of.
Between shock and strangeness, Han Sanqian also had a subconscious flash.
Han Sanqian, who thought he couldn't resist it with his current appearance, unexpectedly discovered that his dodge not only continuously dodged the opponent's palms, but was by no means as difficult as he imagined. On the contrary, he could do it easily. ,as¡¡
"Why did I suddenly return to my peak?" Han Sanqian frowned, unable to understand for a moment.
But as he turned his hand, he could clearly see the bursts of strong breath contained in his hand. He raised his right hand again, burning silently, ready to go.
Depend on!
Unknowingly, he actually inexplicably regained his original appearance and power.
Well, now that he had recovered and the opponent tried to attack again, Han Sanqian's confusion turned into confidence.
It¡¯s been a long time since he looked like this. To be honest, Han Sanqian¡¯s own hands have been itchy for a long time.
It¡¯s rare to have a duel with a master, so I¡¯ll have a good time with you.
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian quickly turned from defense to offense. As soon as his feet moved, he had already held the jade sword in his hand and charged out!
brush!
The sword missed, but it also opened up enough space, which is what Han Sanqian wanted in his heart.
And with the help of this space, in the next second, Han's 3772 Divine Swords attacked like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
The complex and exquisite swordsmanship almost allowed Han Sanqian to attack fiercely with almost no weaknesses. The already panicked person may not have expected that Han Sanqian's counterattack would be so fast and fierce.
In his haste, his hands and feet were in a mess. He was exhausted from dealing with it and was already sweating profusely and full of flaws.
However, even so, a master is always a master. In the constant exchange of blows, all these flaws were covered up one by one, and he began to be evenly matched with Han Sanqian.
The more Han Sanqian fights, the more excited he becomes, and the more he fights, the more he likes it. He hasn¡¯t had such a hearty game in an unknown amount of time.
But compared to his excitement, his opponent became more and more guilty as he fought, until finally, he began to feel timid and wanted to retreat at any time.
Han Sanqian smiled coldly and said softly: "As a master, do you know what is the most taboo? That is to be afraid of the enemy during battle."
"And this feeling of fear will be the last straw that breaks your heart."
¡°When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!¡±
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian had already raised his long sword vertically and horizontally, aiming it at the top of his head, and suddenly gave a crazy blow!
Although that person already knew that he was bound to lose, he never expected that he would lose so quickly. In other words, in the cowardly person who has already retreated, you can always see his shock and despair! !
The only thing he can do at the moment is to use his body to barely resist, hoping that he will not be beaten so badly if he fails.
Of course, there are some things that you always want to think about, especially for a loser. Thinking about such things is sometimes more like a ridiculous dream.
Before he could react, Han Sanqian's sword was already at his throat.
Han Sanqian glanced at him coldly and said calmly: "Who are you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com