“What’s going on?”
Han Qianqian was completely dumbfounded for a moment, with his power, he was just a mere mortal, let alone trying to fly into the sky, even if he tried to be more agile now, it would be futile.
But by chance, things were happening towards this most incredible end.
He did not understand, but there was no time for him to do so.
Seeing that Han Qianqian had not intended to stop after dodging his attack, the man backhanded him with two consecutive palms.
Even if Han Qianqian was just watching, he could tell that the man in front of him was a first-class master.
Even if he was at his peak, it would not be easy for him to face him, let alone his current self.
He was at least above Su Yingxia and Ziyou’s cultivation level, and with his rich combat experience, it would not even be a huge problem to block two with one.
But that’s where the strangeness lies.
According to the rules, such an expert, not to mention meeting himself, even if he met an absolute True God like Lu Wu Shen, he would not have to be so scared.
They might indeed not be a True God’s opponent, but they were definitely not ordinary goods that a True God could clean up just by saying so.
Between shock and wonder, Han Qianqian also had a subconscious flash.
Han Qianqian, who had thought that he could not resist at all with his current appearance, unexpectedly found that he not only dodged the opposite side’s flipping palm in succession, but in no way was it as difficult as he had imagined, on the contrary, he was simply as light and easy as ……
“How come I’m suddenly back to my peak?” Han Qianqian frowned, having trouble understanding for a moment.
But between the flip of his hands, he could clearly see the burst of intense breath contained in his hands at the moment, and raising his right hand again, the burning silence burned and was ready to strike.
sh*t!
Without realising it, he had inexplicably regained his original form and power.
Well, now that he had regained his form, and when his opponent tried to attack again, Han Qianqian’s confusion turned into confidence.
It had been a long time since he had looked like this, and to be honest, Han Qianqian’s own hands had been itching for a long time.
It was rare to see a master fight, so let’s play with you.
As the words fell, Han Qianqian quickly switched from defence to attack, and as his feet moved, the jade sword in his hand was already held and killed!
Brush!
The sword missed, but it also opened up enough space, which was what Han Qianqian wanted in his heart.
With this space, in the next second, Han Qianqian’s seventy-two divine sword attacks were like a rain of pearly flowers.
Han Qianqian’s complex and subtle swordplay almost made his entire attack severe and without any weaknesses. The man who was already in a panic probably did not expect Han Qianqian’s counterattack to be so fast and fierce.
In his haste, his hands and feet were in disarray and he was sweating profusely as he struggled to cope.
However, even so, the expert was still an expert, and as he continued to fight, he was able to cover up all these flaws and began to fight Han Qianqian on equal terms.
The more Han Qianqian fought, the more excited he became, and the more he enjoyed it, he hadn’t had a good fight like this in I don’t know how long.
But compared to his excitement, the more his opponent fought, the weaker he became, and in the end, he began to feel timid and wanted to retreat at any moment.
Han Qianqian smiled coldly and said softly: “As an expert, do you know what is the most taboo thing? That is, in the middle of a battle, to have fear of the enemy.”
“And this fear will be the last straw that crushes you.”
“The brave will win in a narrow battle!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Han Qianqian’s long sword straddled his head and struck him with a frenzied blow!
The man knew that he would be defeated, but he never expected to be defeated so quickly, or rather, the shock and despair that can always be seen in a cowardly man who has already retreated!
The only thing he could do at the moment was to use his body to barely resist, in order not to be beaten so badly in defeat.
However, thinking is always thinking, especially for a defeated man, and thinking is sometimes a laughing fool’s dream.
Before he could reflect, Han Qianqian’s sword was already at his throat.
Han Qianqian gave him a cold look and spoke indifferently, “Who the hell are you?”