Chapter 2517 (2/2)

”That's it?” Han 3000 smiled coldly, and his Qi strength opened at the same time. A strong black gas and golden light immediately poured out of his body!

If there is no contrast, there will be no harm. If you just look at the greenness of old Taoist with white beard, it's really scary enough, but compared with Han 3000

”It's so fuckin 'weak.” Zhong Beihai covered his face. The expression on his face was that he wanted to laugh, but it was his elder martial brother. He couldn't laugh at all.

The old Taoist with white beard also saw this. He lost more than half of his momentum in a moment, but soon he stabilized himself. He was empty, and his mother was empty.

Just like when he just helped them to beat those zombies, this guy is here and there, and the result is that the thunder is loud and the rain is small. Besides, what can he do as a young man?

But all the good things are bluffing. It's OK to cheat people outside. If you want to cheat an expert like him, isn't it pure bullshit?!

”Eight wasteland master, a little interesting.” Han 3000 smiled gently and recognized the strength of the shameless old man.

”Boy, I have a bit of insight, but now it's too late. Because of you, boy, you pissed me off. ” As soon as the voice fell, a green streamer flashed over the dust, and then suddenly attacked Han 3000.

With the flick of the dust, the surrounding air is slightly disturbed by the huge force above, and the ground is full of sand and rocks.

The eight wasteland masters are really extraordinary. They are very powerful when they make a move.

”Damn it, kill him.”

Tianji palace disciples' confidence burned up again in the outbreak of white beard Taoist priest.

But

”Pa!”

Suddenly, just as they were ready to shake their arms and shout, the dust also instantly patted Han 3000's arm.

However, after shooting, Han Sanqian did not appear the situation of Dao 12. Instead, he stood in the same place, and his other hand also gently pressed the head of Fu Chen on his beaten arm.

”It's my turn.” Han 3000 disdains to smile.

”Pa!”

All of a sudden, Han Sanqian grabs the brush and throws it suddenly. The Taoist priest with white beard holding the tail feels as if his hand has been smashed. Then the brush stick comes out directly

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