"I cherish my talents, but you are really ignorant. Since that's the case, I won't say anything more."

As the words fell, the shadows disappeared.

The tall monsters around also began to wave their hands, dragging their weapons, with cold expressions on their faces slowly approaching Han Sanqian.

"Don't you." Han Sanqian looked at the sword in his hand, and the next second, his body transformed into a cold light and rushed directly to the crowd.

Almost as he left, the long sword transformed by the little black stick also hovered in the air and charged towards Han Sanqian in the opposite direction.

One person, one sword, one shadow and one light, when quiet, it is like a virgin, and when moving, it is like a rabbit.

Even though the crowd around had already prepared, it was still a little hasty for a while when facing a sudden attack from one person and one sword.

The army, which was originally quite neat, came with each other and a sword, and instantly collapsed the order. Especially within a few meters in the front row, there were even more chaos and chaos.

Some people didn't even know what was going on, some people had been backwards by the impact, and some people had already lost their lives without knowing what was going on.

Han Sanqian is like this, but the little black sword over there is fierce.

It was like being controlled by ghosts and gods, and it was specifically cut into people's throat. Many people didn't even see the shadows, and they were already suffering from pain in their necks. When they reached out to touch it, they were covered in blood. They could only swallow their last breath with unwillingness.

The power of the human sword is unstoppable!

However, this unstoppable is not truly invincible. As time goes by, the advantages of the human sea tactics have obviously begun to show clues.

Especially on Han Sanqian's side, the extremely fast speed has become slower and slower as the encirclement shrinks, and once he slows down, he will have to bear the crazy blows from all directions.

This not only consumed his physical strength, but also forced him into a desperate situation.

Looking back at the other side, although Xiao Hei Stick was brave, after the raid, the group of people began to learn to resist the attack without discrimination, and their absolute advantage began to slowly be eaten by greed.

Now, we must break the deadlock.

And this hope of breaking the deadlock can only depend on Han Sanqian himself.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian blocked the attack next to him and directly felt his body gently.

“Just right.”

Han Sanqian couldn't help but be excited. After waiting for more than three hours, the seal of the earth finally began to dissipate.

This also means that Han Sanqian can basically truly exert his full strength at this time.

"Today, leave here for me, and for those dead souls."

After the words came, Han Sanqian's eyes were as cold as the air in his body suddenly exploded out of his body. His whole body suddenly looked like a sleeping lion, roaring with him, pounced like a tiger, and coming like a dragon.

"roar!"

...

A lonely land, a vast team, which is several miles long, walking within it.

In the middle, a large flag with the word "Leaf" was raised very high, and below it was an extremely huge sedan chair like a bed.

Inside the sedan chair, there was a very luxurious life. A man was lying in the center, surrounded by thin and fat swallows.

They either feed the man fruit enthusiastically or knead him diligently. The man enjoys it and enjoys it. The degree of extravagance forms an extremely sharp contrast with the loneliness outside.

"Commander, there is still half a day left before the fall of the city." A man quickly walked over and followed Xingyuxing's bedside and said softly.

If Han Sanqian or Su Yingxia were there, they would definitely find that this person was no one else, but the former head of the Fu family, Futian.

The man who is extremely casual on the bed is not someone else, but the son of the Ye family, Ye Shijun.

Since the miserable night of support, this man slaughtered the city in the daytime and suffered the daughter at night. His life was free and his life was so fast. For him, the gods were nothing more than this.

Ye Shijun nodded, looked up at the front with contempt.

Then, he smiled and looked at Futian who was following his bedside.

Compared with the previous one, Futian's eyes were much more vicious, but his appearance was much younger. The most important thing was that this guy was wrapped in black air at this time, looking extremely evil.

But he had already calculated that at least compared with Ye Shijun, he was really a witch.

Now Ye Shijun, no one will doubt anyone who runs out of the dead.
Chapter completed!