Chapter 1958 (1/2)

Just a shake in the hand, Zhao Zhenren directly back a few meters, and then hit heavily on the ground.

Just want to get up, Zhao Zhenren immediately a mouthful of blood essence, directly spray out, face shocked and ferocious looking at Han 3000: ”Damn, sneak attack Laozi? What kind of hero are you

Han 3000 face if frost, gently looking at the arms of Su Yingxia, concerned asked: ”who let you run out for me?”

Although Su Yingxia's body is very painful, his face is full of happy smile: ”the challenge arena is ahead of time, and you are in the book of heaven, so...”

”So stupid to be on stage for me?” Han 3000 pretends to be slightly angry.

Su Yingxia said with a smile, ”that's not true. I'll do it for you. I know you'll come back.”

Han 3000 looked at Su Yingxia with love and pity: ”yes, I will come back. Now, give it to me, OK?”

Su Yingxia nods. Han 3000 gets up and helps Su Yingxia down the challenge arena. At this time, Bai Xiaosheng, who has been watching the battle in the crowd and pinched Su Yingxia in a cold sweat, also runs to catch Su Yingxia.

When Su Yingxia stepped down safely, Han Sanqian stood up slowly. Under his mask, his whole face was as deep as water, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Zhao Zhenren, who is being watched, suddenly shakes his body. His back is chilly as death stares at him.

He had never felt such a terrible look, never.

But in front of so many people, and this is the key battle of the group qualifying match, Zhao Zhenren's fighting spirit is strong, and his green snake double swords are slowly raised.

”If you plot against me in this way, you think you can win me? Mysterious man, you are really superficial. Now, I'll show you my real strength. ”

With a roar, Zhao Zhenren suddenly had a big blue light on his body, and his green snake double swords also burst out a dazzling light.

The most important thing is Zhao Zhenren's right hand. At this time, under the huge light, a gossip mirror is slowly grasped by him.

”Die

A shout of rage, eight trigrams fierce pan green light, direct pressure think Han 3000.

”Mole ant!”

Han Sanqian does not retreat but advances. He laughs and does not say much. He just raises his hand, clenches his fist with one hand, and aims at the Eight Diagrams mirror, which is coming from the flying pressure. He simply blasts away.

Bang!!!

WOW!

With a crisp sound, the eight trigrams mirror, which looked fierce and abnormal, was broken in an instant, and then went back crazily.

”Wow!”