I am Han Sanqian

The third thousand one hundred and seventy-seventh chapter, a moving sword

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When he was hit, he was clearly easily and shocked and wounded from Han Three thousand.

Because he is clearly discovered that when Han 3,000 stinky beon and herself, even the real can be.

What kind of people don't really? That is not ordinary mortal waste!

It can be biased, such a mortal waste, but at this time, suddenly sacrificed the flying sword.

Isn't this mother? After all, only the people of the monk are really these qualifications.

This kid ... !

Looking at him a look at all, Han Sanyan at this time is abnormal.

He has this kind of face, and it is entirely in Han Sanyan. After all, for Han Three, if this person is not his own, even he will completely don't understand what this is .

At this time, Han Sanyan naturally can't luck, and naturally unable to make Yujian have any movement.

But the eyes are flying, but it is not a flying sword, but a small black stick.

This makes you have a very headache, but now this is the presence of almost life-saving straw in this critical moment.

Also whole, I first confused, now there is another person to experience it.

"If you don't want to die, it is best to stay away from me.

The crowd of the fear in the eyes, Han Sanyan is cold.

"Listen to what he did, kill him.

Lhan Mind is naturally unwilling, anger and drink.

Immediately, some people responded immediately, and they have to rush forward.

"brush!

This guy is almost ready to raise his legs, but he suddenly hits it. He lifted his head, but the time is stunned, and it is straightforward.

Then, the Changjian side was clearly obvious behind Han Three thousand, but it was already in his eyes, but it was just a matter of his eyes.

This is a pale, and the cold sweat in the forehead is also constantly slipping. He has experienced life and death without unreasoning, but at least one thing can be sure, then this time is the nearest death.

Don't say that dare not move, even if you don't even breathe, even if you don't want to breathe.

The eyeballs were lifted, and the fear looked at Han Sanyan, but I saw him from Han Sanyan.

He didn't dare to speak, just want to live, so the legs who want to go out can't help but shrink, and almost when he has this thought, the sword but returned to Han 3,000. On the back.

This is shocked, as a partner, he is clear than anyone, he wants to fight and want to retreat, but it is just a whistling of the brain, but there is no action, but the sword or that People, like a dozen to wear his mind.

A strong terrorist time suddenly born from the bottom of the heart.

In the face of a strong enemy, it is not terrible, but in the face of a strong and even know what you think, it is a completely crash.

"He knows what I am thinking, he knows what I am thinking.

His confused, the body was softer because of the fear, soft.

While he was supported by everyone, he struggled from the hands of everyone, and ran out of the ground. Every time I ran and soft on the ground, my fell is numb, but he still repeated.

He finally escaped, but he was too much, and there were countless fear in other people.

They looked in the eyes, listened to the ear, waiting for the previous anger, the previous anger was taken, even scared, the feet, and the start of autonomous began.

In this way, the two are the same, nature, and more and more begins.

Soon, the whole party is still incomparable, starting to move back, and the situation begins slowly.

Lonely, the whole person is invincible, panic is hurried, but there is no one to respond, but it is still slowly retreat.

Lonely looks back, looking at the Korean three thousand, thoroughly violent: "You are eight eggs, you can't be evil, I don't take your life, I don't call Lie."