Deathly silence!

Many people didn't even dare to speak out, for fear of making some noise and attracting the murderous god's attention.

They could only look at each other, and their bodies moved back a few steps involuntarily.

The old man in green had his pupils narrowed and looked at Han Sanqian in mid-air with complicated eyes.

"What are you afraid of? There are 70,000 of us, how can we be afraid of him alone? Don't panic, everyone, it must have been his ultimate spell. Everyone knows that the ultimate spell is extremely wasteful of energy, and it is impossible for him to have energy again.

It’s the second time.” At this time, Mr. Fu shouted loudly.

He holds an army of 70,000 people. If he just admits defeat, how can he have the face to survive in the future?!

What's more, he didn't believe how strong Han Sanqian could be. Just now, it was just the limit.

After all, people who use aggressive tactics as soon as they arrive are not new to them when they swept through Qinglong City this time. Often, people who start off very aggressively end up being nothing more than paper tigers in the end.

With these words, the team finally calmed down.

The old man in green and Master Fu looked at each other. The old man in green nodded and looked at the four Medicine God disciples.

After confirming each other's eyes, the energy in their bodies moved and they started to attack.

Fuye also waved his hand at the same time, and the 50,000-strong army immediately took a step forward.

"superior!"

The old man in green shouted angrily, and flew directly towards Han Sanqian in mid-air with the four Medicine God disciples.

And an army of fifty thousand followed closely behind!

Looking at the dark crowd, the female disciples of Baguio Palace had expressions of horror written all over their faces.

"Palace Master, can that person cope with so many people?" the disciple asked worriedly.

Ningyue's eyes were always on Han Sanqian, without moving even an inch, and she shook her head: "I don't know either."

The person in front of her was completely beyond her imagination.

The blow that destroyed the world just now left an indelible shock in her heart.

Although Ningyue knew better than anyone else that this person's internal energy was so powerful that it was at a completely extraordinary level, but what she didn't expect was that this extraordinary level was so outrageous.

One move can destroy ten thousand people!

But she couldn't answer her disciple's questions.

Although Han Sanqian is stronger than he imagined, the problem is, now there are 50,000 people attacking together, so how strong must he be?!

This is no longer as simple as five moves for fifty thousand people.

But Ningyue didn't know why, but she had another expectation for Han Sanqian.

Although this expectation was so untenable in her eyes and rationality.

In mid-air, the old man in green sacrificed the skeleton abbot, and the four Yaoshen Pavilion disciples also attacked Han Sanqian from all sides, just like they dealt with Ningyue.

Fifty thousand troops followed behind him.

Standing in the middle, Han Sanqian smiled slightly.

Taiyan made a move, and his whole body flashed with golden light. Taixu moved his divine steps, retreated instead of advancing, and directly attacked the five masters.

Then, Han Sanqian directly attacked the five people with his dazzling movement skills.

When one on one, the five masters soon showed shock on their faces. Although they were five on one, it was not Han Sanqian who was struggling to cope, but the five of them!

This is absolutely maddening!

Taixu's divine steps were so weird and changeable that the five of them were unable to guard against them, or they simply didn't know how to deal with them.

What was originally a one-sided situation now turned into a mess for five people.

The old man in green frowned, bit his middle finger and touched the Skeleton Magic Staff. Suddenly, the Skeleton Magic Staff glowed with green light. Holding the sword in his left hand, the skeleton violently inhaled the energy in front of him. Then, he pulled and pushed with his right hand, and a burst of energy flowed out.

The extremely powerful green energy suddenly formed into a spray and hit Han Sanqian directly.

He just wants a quick victory!

Use your strongest killing move!

Demonic blood dawns!

The blood mist reaches and explodes when it touches objects, which is very scary!

With such a large area of ​​blood mist, even the Taixu Divine Steps were useless, even if they were superb, Han Sanqian's golden energy in his hand suddenly hit him directly!

And almost at this moment, four disciples of Yaoshen Pavilion seized the opportunity, and four spells crossed over.

Although the five of them are not from the same sect, they have already had a tacit understanding with each other in various battles in Qinglong City.

Han Sanqian had no choice but to use his luck energy to withstand the attack of four people.

"It's terrible." Ning Yue looked at the situation in the field and shouted in a hurry.

A group of female disciples behind him were also biting their lips and looking anxious.

The people in Baguio Palace are extremely familiar with the four attacks of these four people.

Because when this group of people attacked Baguio Palace for the first time, hundreds of disciples from Baguio Palace suffered a tragic scene after being hit by these four attacks.

After those hundred disciples were attacked, their bodies became poisoned at an extremely fast rate.

Then they died from the poison in just a few seconds. What shocked the Baguio Palace disciples the most was that the scene when these poisoners were poisoned was extremely horrifying.

It can be accurately said that it was simply terrible. In just a few seconds, the inside of the body expanded crazily as if someone had blown air out of it.

The onset of symptoms is extremely fast, and Ningyue has tried to give them emergency treatment, but any medicine taken will not only not alleviate the symptoms, but will even make the onset of the disease faster.

For any disciple of Baguio Palace, that is a nightmare.

So when they saw them using the same attack again, they were immediately horrified and couldn't help but shed a cold sweat for Han Sanqian.

Seeing that the attack hit, Master Fu and the four disciples in the Yaozi suit were also extremely excited.

"I hit it, I hit it." The four people suddenly shouted excitedly in unison.

For them, using this technique to kill people is not something worthy of special celebration, but if they are dealing with a master like Han Sanqian, it will be different.

While confronting Han Sanqian, the old man in green also showed a ferocious smile.

"Fuck, you're so handsome. If you hit me, I'll know that this guy won't last long." Mr. Fu on the other end also roared excitedly at this time.

As soon as he roared, all the Zending Mountain soldiers immediately stopped attacking one by one, dancing and cheering.

Han Sanqian smiled and asked incomprehensibly: "Are you so happy when you hit?"

"Hmph, this is my Medicine God Pavilion's unique skill of reverse yin and yang. Those who are hit can only be poisoned to death, and the death is very miserable. Laugh, laugh, if you don't laugh, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." The first four medicine disciples.

He laughed loudly, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"That's right. Wait a minute, I'm afraid you won't be able to cry even if you cry, haha, hahahaha."
Chapter completed!