Boom!!
There is no picture that magic Qi directly blocks Han 3000's fist, and there is no picture that magic Qi directly bounces Han 3000 out.
Just a loud roar.
The next second, Han 3000's fist had directly broken through the magic gas barrier and went through it.
what!!
All the people were directly dumbfounded on the spot and couldn't help taking a step forward in panic.
Some people even wiped their eyes directly and couldn't believe what they saw.
Even the dark rain, which has always been silent, was not shocked at this time, and the whole person's mouth was slightly open!
This... How is this possible?
Han 3000 is only a pure fist attack. Although his speed is really fast enough and his strength looks full, it is an advantage that can be occupied only when he competes with his body.
And when you use magic, these things are useless.
It should not have any resistance at all.
This is completely two dimensions. A top martial arts master has no chance of winning in front of an entry-level monk, which can prove how terrible the gap between them is.
But Han 3000!!!
He is facing the top expert Ye Shijun.
Even those who practice Taoism, even those present, how many people can defeat him with Taoism?
I'm afraid you can count with one hand.
But it happened that there was such a huge gap. It happened that it hit the stone with an egg, but it forcibly smashed the stone with an egg.
Ye Shijun can obviously feel the sharp pain from his chest. He prevents the Buddha from being directly hit by a huge mountain.
The internal organs were rolling and the sternum was broken into pieces.
He looked incredibly at his chest, which had completely taken on the shape of a fist and completely collapsed.
He looked up again at Han 3000.
He doesn't understand. He doesn't understand.
He has such a powerful evil spirit and such a superb method. It should be easier to catch Han 3000 than to eat.
But why, why is it so?
He Han 3000 not only failed miserably as he expected, but even... In turn, he destroyed himself in an instant.
This... How is this possible?!
"I'm sorry, I know you want to pretend to be forced, but unfortunately, you met me again. It's good, yes and again." Han 3000 smiled coldly, moved his hand gently, and directly beat Ye Shijun several meters with an inch of strength.
Several experts behind him caught Ye Shijun and just stepped back a few steps, which barely stabilized his body.
"Poof!" Ye Shijun sprayed blood directly.
Several experts looked at it, but they were afraid of each face.
"The fist breaks the chest and counts the bones. If childe Ye is not a top expert and has a lot of magic Qi to protect his body, I'm afraid anyone will die directly." Someone reported to Mingyu.
Hearing this, Zhu Yanshuo and Ming Yu were shocked at the same time.
Where is this Han 3000 sacred?
One punch alone can hurt a top expert like Ye Shijun, and even kill Ye Shijun.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even if they were killed, they couldn't believe it.
Han Sanqian smiled lightly and closed his hand slightly. He patted the magic gas on his hands and said with a smile: "who laughs that martial arts alone can't kill you?"
"Who wants to try again?"
As soon as their eyes swept, they all retreated for a few steps and hesitated to look at them.
The previous heroic words now look more like a reminder to satirize yourself.
The secret of heaven is a magical method that Han 3000 himself is extremely confused and doesn't understand. Even if rishengyuan has suffered a great loss on it, what does Ye Shijun count?
"Look at you, there seems to be no doubt?" Han 3000 smiled coldly.
Then Han 3000 was slightly upright and took a look at everyone: "how about changing our way?"
"In fact, I don't like to fight like this directly. After all, I waste my strength and dirty my hands."
Arrogant, but confusing.
"What else can I use without this way?"
Han Sanyi smiled: "of course, it's true Qi. We are all practitioners."
Then, in the frightened eyes of everyone, Han 3000's evil spirit appeared wildly
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