"I cherish talent, but you are really stupid. In that case, I won't say anything more."

The words fall and the shadow dissipates.

And those tall freaks around also began to put and drag their weapons, with a cold look on their faces, and slowly pressed closer to Han 3000.

"It's up to you." Han 3000 glanced at the sword in his hand. The next second, his body changed like a cold light and rushed directly to the crowd.

Almost as soon as he went out, the long sword transformed by the little black stick also circled in the air and charged in the opposite direction of Han 3000.

One person has one sword, one shadow and one light. When static, it is like a virgin, and when moving, it is like a rabbit.

Even though the crowd around had already prepared, it was still a little hasty in the face of a sudden attack with one sword.

The Legion like army, which was originally quite neat, came with one sword, and immediately disrupted the order, especially within a few meters in the front row.

Some people don't even know what happened, but some people have been hit back and forth, and even some people have already lost their lives without knowing why.

Han 3000 is like this here, but the little black sword over there is fierce.

It's like being manipulated by ghosts and gods. They cut people's throat. Many people have pain in their neck without even seeing the shadow. When they reach out and touch it, it's full of blood. They can only swallow their last breath with reluctance.

The power of man's sword is unstoppable!

However, this unstoppable is not invincible in the real sense. With the delay of time, the advantage of the crowd tactics is obviously beginning to show.

Especially on Han 3000's side, the speed has become slower and slower with the contraction of the encirclement, and once he slows down, he will have to bear the crazy blow of the Quartet.

This not only consumed his physical strength, but also drove him into a desperate situation.

Looking back at the other side, although the little black staff was brave, after the raid, the Gang also began to learn to resist the attack indiscriminately, and their absolute advantage began to be greedy slowly.

At the moment, the game must be broken.

And the hope of breaking the game can only depend on Han 3000 himself.

Thinking of this, Han 3000 blocked the attack next to him and directly felt his body gently.

"Just right."

Han 3000 was excited and waited for more than three hours. At this time, the seal of the land finally began to dissipate.

This also means that Han 3000 at this time can basically give full play to his full strength.

"Today, leave here for me and for those dead souls."

The words fell, Han 3000's eyes were cold and his Qi suddenly exploded from his body. The whole person suddenly roared like a waking lion, like a tiger and a dragon.

"Roar!"

....

A lonely place, a vast team, several miles long, walked in it.

In the middle, a leaf shaped flag was held high, and below it was a huge sedan chair like a row bed.

Inside the sedan chair, there was a man lying in the center, surrounded by thin and fat birds.

They either enthusiastically fed the man fruit, or enthusiastically kneaded it for him. The man enjoyed it and enjoyed it. The degree of extravagance formed an extremely sharp contrast with the loneliness outside.

"Commander, there are still half a day to go." A man came quickly, followed by the bed and said softly.

If Han 3000 or Su Yingxia is here, he must find that this person is not someone else, but the former owner of the family, Fu Tian.

The handsome man on the bed is no other than ye Shijun, the son of the Ye family.

Since the tragedy of Fumei that night, the man slaughtered the city in the daytime and cursed the woman in the evening. The ease and speed of life are nothing more than that for him.

Ye Shijun nodded and glanced contemptuously in front of him.

Then, with a smile, he looked at the Fu Tian who followed by the bed.

At this time, compared with the original, Fu Tian's eyes are much more sinister, but his appearance is much younger. Most importantly, this guy looks very strange with black air.

But he has calculated well. At least compared with Ye Shijun, he is really small and big.

Now ye Shijun said that no one would doubt those who ran out of the dead.

"What about that bitch?" Ye Shijun sneered.

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