Chapter 4148

"How is this going?"

Han Sanqianyi was completely dumbfounded for a while. With his strength, he was only a mere mortal, not to mention flying into the sky, even if he wanted to be more flexible now, it would be futile.

But unfortunately, things happened towards this most incredible end.

He didn't understand, but he didn't have time to make him understand either.

Seeing that Han Sanqian had escaped his attack, the man did not intend to withdraw his hand, and the backhand turned two consecutive palms.

His techniques are skilled, and the tricks he uses are very domineering. Even if Han Sanqian just looks at it, he can fully tell that the person in front of him is definitely a first-class peerless master.

Not to mention the current self, even if the peak self wants to meet him, it is definitely not an easy thing.

He is at least above Su Yingxia and Ziqing's cultivation base, and with rich combat experience, it is not even a huge problem to block two.

But here's what's weird.

It is said that such a master, let alone met himself, even if he met an absolute true god like Lu Wushen, he would definitely not have such a fearful scene.

They may indeed not be the opponents of the true god, but they are definitely not ordinary things that the true god can clean up.

Between shock and strangeness, Han Sanqian also flashed subconsciously.

Han Sanqian, who thought he was completely unstoppable with his current appearance, unexpectedly found that his dodging not only avoided the opponent's flipping palms in a row, but also was not as difficult as he imagined. On the contrary, he was simply relaxed. ,as……

"Why did I suddenly return to my peak?" Han Sanqian frowned, unable to understand for a while.

But between turning his hands, he could clearly see the bursts of intense breath contained in his hands, and then raised his right hand, burning silently, ready to go.

Depend on!

Unconsciously, he actually inexplicably restored his original appearance and power.

Well, now that he has recovered, and the opponent tries to attack again, Han Sanqian's confusion has turned into self-confidence.

It's been a long time since I looked like this. To tell the truth, Han Sanqian's hands have long been itchy.

It is rare to have a master duel, so I will accompany you to play happily.

As soon as the words fell, Han Sanqian quickly turned from defense to attack, and when he moved his feet, the jade sword in his hand was already held and shot out!

brush!

The sword missed, but it also opened up enough space, which is what Han Sanqian wanted in his heart.

With this space, in the next second, Han's 3,722-way Divine Sword attacked like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

The complex and exquisite swordsmanship almost made Han Sanqian attack fierce and have few weaknesses. Those who were already flustered might not have expected Han Sanqian's counterattack to be so fast and so fierce.

In a hurry, his hands and feet were messed up, and he was exhausted, sweating profusely and full of flaws.

However, even so, the masters are always masters. In the constant confrontation, these flaws are covered by all of them one by one, and they are beginning to be on a par with Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian became more and more excited the more he fought, and he liked it more and more.

But compared to his excitement, the opponent was more and more guilty at this time, until in the end, he had begun to feel timid and wanted to retreat at all times.

Han Sanqian smiled coldly and said softly: "As a master, do you know what is the most taboo thing? That is to fear the enemy in battle."

"And this sense of fear will be the last straw that breaks you down."

"The brave one who meets the narrow road wins!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Sanqian already had a long sword in a vertical and horizontal direction, aiming at the top of his head, and suddenly it was a crazy blow!

And although that person already knew that he was bound to lose, he never imagined that he would lose so quickly. !

The only thing he can do right now is to use his body to forcefully resist, in the hope that he will not be beaten so badly in the defeat.

Of course, some things are always thought, especially for a loser, thinking about this kind of thing is sometimes more like a ridiculous nonsense.

Before he could reflect it, Han Sanqian had a sword on his throat.

Han Sanqian gave him a cold look and said calmly, "Who are you?"

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