The words fell.

Han Zhentian was like a tiger pounced on his food, jumping five or six meters away, and grabbed Xiao Zhan's head with his big hand.

"Be careful with Xiao Zhan!!!"

Mu Ruxue screamed at the top of her lungs, her heart was about to explode!

Xiao Zhan was like a three-year-old child in front of Han Zhentian. Han Zhentian just took action and knocked Xiao Zhan away a few meters away.

Now, Xiao Zhan stabbed Han Shaodong, and Han Zhentian was furious and launched an attack. If Han Zhentian was hit, she could not imagine what the consequence would be.

Death is inevitable.

I'm so scared that I'm going to pieces!

"You're dead! You're fucking dead!"

Han Shaodong said hideously, his eyes full of viciousness.

Xiao Zhan squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I have to take you as a cushion if I die!"

After the words came to an end, Xiao Zhan twisted the broken knife.

"ah!!!"

Han Shaodong screamed heart-wrenchingly, feeling that his stomach and intestines were broken, and severe pain poured into his soul, and he was in dying of pain!

"Sir! Come on!"

Han Zhentian approached Xiao Zhan, shouted loudly, and dunked Xiao Zhan's head with his big hand.

Mu Ruxue's heart burst into shock, her breathing suddenly stopped, her eyes closed, and she did not dare to look at the bloody side.

"hehe!"

Facing Han Zhentian's hand, Xiao Zhan was not afraid, but smiled fiercely and raised Han Shaodong up.

Next second!

Han Zhentian's hand was slammed on Han Shaodong's head.

With a bang.

Blood suddenly flowed out of Han Shaodong's seven orifices.

Fortunately, Han Zhentian stopped in time, and the power of this palm became smaller, otherwise he would definitely slap Han Shaodong in the head.

"Damn it! You deserve to die!!!"

Han Zhentian was furious, grabbed Han Shaodong's shoulder, pulled him hard, and threw Han Shaodong behind him.

Then, he slapped Xiao Zhan with a palm.

Han Zhentian almost used all his strength in this palm, causing the air to be slapped by him, making a popcorn-like explosion.

Is it so scary!

Facing this palm slap, Xiao Zhan felt a terrifying crisis of death sweeping across his body, and seemed to see the god of death summoning him.

but!

He did not bow to fate.

The fists were clenched tightly, making crackling sounds, and the blue veins on their faces burst out, fighting fiercely with fate.

With his fist clenched, the wrath of the God of War disappeared in his body instantly surged, and the disappearing cultivation level was also irrigating his body like a spring, causing his power to gradually ascend.

At this time, Han Zhentian's big hand was only twenty centimeters away from Xiao Zhan's head.

"This kid is dead and must be crushed under this palm."

Everyone who watches the fun thinks so.

Mu Ruxue, Mu Rufeng and Mu Anmin, tears blew.

The three of them still have feelings for Xiao Zhan, especially Mu Ruxue, who didn't want to see Xiao Zhan die.

But...

She collapsed on the ground powerlessly, and her heart was already dead.

"ah!!!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhan let out a long roar, took a step back, and punched Han Zhentian's palm.

"Strike a stone with an egg, overestimate one's own ability!"

Han Zhentian snorted coldly, his palms were out of the way, and he walked up to Xiao Zhan's fist.

Next second!

One punch and one palm, like two high-speed trains colliding together.

boom!

The sound is like thunder and deafening.

A circle of air waves, like the shock wave of a small atomic bomb, hits out.
Chapter completed!