Chapter 2260 (1/2)

”Han 3000? Are you Han 3000? ”

Hearing this name, the whole person of MI Fang was shocked, and his pupils opened fiercely!

For anyone present, Han 3000's name is as loud as thunder. Although he is dead, he has already shaken everyone's heart by destroying the medicine God Pavilion and the battle of the flint City Jedi.

In a sense, Han 3000 may be a serious trouble for Wang Jianzhi and others, but for many people, especially the scattered people, Han 3000 is more like a spiritual totem.

That is the absolute strength of the individual!

”Impossible, impossible, impossible!”

Someone exclaimed, but at this time, Han 3000, who had turned into a shadow, rushed to the man.

”Bang!”

With a dull sound, the elder, who had just threatened to beat Han 3000 to death, had broken the tent and flew into the Bush behind him. There was no movement.

Bang bang!

There were three dull sounds again. The three elders were thrown into the field directly from their seats like watermelons. They were lying on the ground like a pile of people.

As soon as Han 3000's figure floated to the field, it was just a pile of feet. The huge breath directly shook the three people up several meters from the ground. Seeing that Han 3000's palm was about to be taken, at this time, MI Fang, who was in a panic, yelled: ”stop it!”

Hand a close, three people bang on the ground, Han three thousand negative hand and stand, smiling at the square.

Mi Fang's forehead shrinks in a cold sweat, and he can't help wiping it. He looks at Han 3000 with some fear: ”little brother, don't make trouble. I warn you, this is the territory of my Changsheng sect. I just need to wave my hand...”

Before he finished, Han 3000 waved his hand and banged. The tables and chairs in front of all the people were smashed in the storm. Those elders, including Mi Fang, even though they tried to resist, they were still shocked back a few steps.

”What a terrible force

”This guy... Young, so fierce?”

Everyone is secretly frightened, and at the same time keep a distance with Han 3000, for fear of being targeted by Han 3000.

Mi Fang's words were also stuck in his throat. In the face of such a provocative fight back, he was pale for a moment and scared out of his wits.

”How many of you?” Han 3000 cold voice asks a way.

Bang!