Chapter 1787 (2/2)

Even if his cultivation, he can't do it!

He suddenly found that his original perfect plan, now in front of absolute strength, is how ridiculous.

”This... This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Even if you are an expert in Kongtong, you can't be so abnormal. Pangu treasure, you... You must have got Pangu treasure. It's playing a role, it's playing a role. Stinky boy, tell me quickly, what have you got? ” Ye Wuhuan's body was in a trance, and his heart was extremely unwilling and angry.

The more abnormal Han 3000 is, the more uncomfortable he will be, because if he gets these treasures, what extraordinary achievements he will have in the future.

But why, why did this kid get something?!

”Want to know?” Han three thousand stop, inclined face a smile, as death general light looking at Ye Wuhuan.

He was surrounded by dozens of people in black, but now there were only less than five. He stood trembling in the same place and wanted to run away, but his legs were so soft that he couldn't make any effort. He could only look at Han 3000 in fear.

Seeing Han 3000's eyes, ye Wuhuan was stunned, but the magic in his heart drove him to nod: ”think!”

”Go to hell, and you'll find the answer.” Han three thousand sneers, hands up knife down, the five people in black beside instantly disappear in the golden light, followed by a fierce acceleration of body shape, directly fly to Ye Wuhuan.

Ye Wuhuan is about to die. He is fooled by the boy again. But in the face of Han 3000, he doesn't dare to despise him any more. He hastens to activate all the energy in his body and release his best trick.

On the snow, Han 3000 carries gold, and ye Wuhuan suddenly carries all the cyan energy in his body. When the two energies collide in an instant, the huge explosion wave even blows the snow out of the 100 meter hole. Xiaotao and Wang Simin are pushed to slide tens of meters on the ground.

After the explosion, Han 3000 and ye Wuhuan are standing on the ground 10 meters apart. Han 3000 still stands with his negative hand. Ye Wuhuan looks at him coldly, and drops of blood fall to the ground.

”Won... Won?” Qin Qingfeng sat up from the ground and looked at the two people in the center of the huge pit. His eyes were full of disbelief.

”Sick chicken... Sick chicken, he...” Wang Simin was even more shocked and speechless. She could not imagine that there were still people who could hurt Ye Wuhuan in Tianhu city!

In the huge pit, Han 3000 shook his head helplessly: ”now, do you still want to know?”

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