Chapter 2029

"This..." Ning Yue also breathed at this time, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

Behind a group of Baguio palace disciples are all stupidly standing in place, eyes straight.

Correspondingly, there are 20000 troops left behind Fu ye, who are just as stunned as statues.

50000 explosions, 50000 people fell to the ground.

If you want to ask them what is the most terrible thing they have seen in their life, I'm afraid it's the day of purgatory under the God of death.

That's an attack by 50000 people. Even ants can push over elephants.

But in the face of Han 3000, they are really only ants, trampled on at will.

Fifty thousand rays of light attack against the sky. It's a huge energy attack that everyone hears of. It doesn't do him any harm, but

On the contrary, he fought back precisely.

"Master, is this... True?" Standing beside Ning Yue, the female disciple looks at Han 3000 in the air and murmurs.

It's shocking enough for Han 3000 to turn over and destroy 10000 people, but he never thought that he would turn over 50000 people so quickly.

"I... I don't know." Ning Yue was also shocked.

Just now, she was worried that Han 3000 would be killed by 50000 people. So her biggest wish was that he would not die, but that he would be seriously injured and run away.

Who ever thought it would be like this?!

"It's impossible, it's impossible!" Under the dogleg's struggle, master Fu forced himself to get up, and the whole person almost hysterically roared: "he has already released a super forbidden skill, so there's no reason to release it again?"

The dogleg was in a panic, and he was staring at Han 3000 in mid air at any time.

He is very weak now, because he offended Han 3000 a lot yesterday. Can he not be afraid to see Han 3000 killing so many people?

If Han 3000 wanted to get back at him, he would have no slag in a moment.

"Elder brother, let's withdraw. That guy is not human at all. We can't even trap him. How can we play?" The dog legs are scared.

"Withdraw? Withdraw your mother's ghost. If you withdraw, it's tantamount to giving up? Do you want me to stand on the wall in my underwear? " Fuye's backhand is a slap on the dog's leg.

What's the most important thing when you come out?

Face!

If he is humiliated like this, what face will he have in the future?!

"Give it to me. Damn it, I don't believe he can really be so good. After two bans, he's still healthy?" Cried master Fu.

But looking back, none of the remaining soldiers rushed forward, but kept retreating.

It's true that there are a large number of people, but the morale of the people is also important. Han 3000 has been deprived of the unmatched momentum of the 70000 troops again and again.

If the instant collapse of 10000 people has caused a shadow in their hearts, then the collapse of the immortal killing array of 50000 troops has become the last straw to crush their inner defense.

"What the hell? What for? What are you doing? Come back, come back

Lord Fu roared angrily, but the more he roared, the faster the soldiers fled. If they were in the rear, they simply rushed down the mountain.

But without a few steps, these people were stunned.

Fumang is standing at the mountain pass!

All these people were stupid. Even Fu mang himself was stupid.

From the beginning, Han Sanqian asked Fu mang to guard the pass and not let anyone go down the mountain. These people thought it was a huge joke, so they had a good way to ridicule it. But what they wanted was that now, their most ironic thing has become true!

Dozens of deserters look at each other, I look at you, my heart a horizontal, rather than let the devil behind kill deified into powder, it is better to fight with the man in front of!

As a result, a group of people rushed on.

It is like a mighty sword to carry manicurn.

Because of the arrangement of Han 3000, those people laughed at him. They also doubted life. How could they know that all of a sudden, they were so surprised!

Fu mang was single to dozens. He was fighting hard. Suddenly, the group of deserters were attacked in the back. With a few big knives, they all fell to the ground.

"Damn, who dares to escape for me, that's the end!" At this time, master Fu held his sword and stood beside the bodies of the deserters who had been cut down. He roared angrily.

A group of soldiers stopped and looked at master Fu with fear.

But just as Fuye stabilized the soldiers, Han 3000 suddenly made a sound in the air.

"Put down your knives. I won't kill you."

In a word, a group of more than 20000 soldiers quickly threw away their weapons. Even some female disciples of the Baguio palace could not help throwing down their swords at this time.

After a while, they reflected that Han 3000 was helping them... But no wonder they would have such a reflection, because Han 3000 at this time seemed to have caused a great psychological impact in their hearts. Especially for the soldiers of Tianding mountain, Han 3000 is the devil. They are afraid! Looking at a group of soldiers throwing away weapons, the scene is both spectacular and sad for Fu Ye“ You... What are you doing? What are you doing? Pick up the knife for me. Pick it up Lord Fu roared angrily. But everyone just stepped back, away from him, but no one listened to him“ Dang! " Another clear voice sounded in my ear. Master Fu looked back and saw that his most trusted dog also threw his sword to the ground and looked at him like he was crying“ What are you doing? " Fu Ye was stunned and said angrily: "waste, waste, you are a group of fuckin 'waste! Damn, I'll fight with you! " Then, as soon as he grasped the sword, Fu was about to rush towards Han 3000. But almost when he was about to do it“ Whew A jade sword was suddenly thrust directly into his foot. Fuye immediately cried out in pain. At the moment of looking down, he suddenly felt a breeze coming. The next second, he felt his throat was jammed and his body was lifted. Fuye only felt dyspnea. He grabbed the big hand stuck in his throat with both hands. But at the same time, the sole of his foot was directly pierced by the sword. When he lifted his body up, his foot was also directly lifted from the tip of the sword to the hilt. He even felt the friction between the foot bone and the sword body. The pain there made him want to touch it with his hands. Han 3000 did not know when he was standing in front of him. He stuck his throat with one hand and carried him as if he had been carrying a Yangji. He said with a smile: "fight? How do you want to spell it? " This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.