On the top of the attic, under the blood clouds, the cold wind blew slightly, and a person stood slightly on the roof. Although he did not move much, he looked a little stern and a little proud.
The fat man frowned and shouted coldly, his voice like a bell: "Are you Han Sanqian?"
Han Sanqian glanced at the building, and the soldiers were like a tide of ants. He looked around and said, "Exactly."
"Have you ever asked me if the little human race is causing trouble in our Youming City?" the fat man said coldly.
Han Sanqian smiled contemptuously, unwilling to waste time explaining to such a person, because it was obvious that explanations had no effect at all: "Are you here to avenge the toad and the turtle man?"
"It's up to the owner to beat a dog. Toads and turtles are my subordinates. You killed my people and didn't ask me. Do you think you don't take me seriously?" the fat man said coldly.
Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully: "Let's not talk too much. In your demon clan, do you still need to find a reason to kill someone? If you want to come at me, come at me. Why do you need to talk nonsense?"
Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the fat man was naturally very happy. Although the demons really only killed people, the humans often did business with them, so they always had to look good on the surface. However, he never thought that Han Sanqian was so neat and tidy. This was exactly what he wanted.
"You are so arrogant. Today, I will teach you how to behave in the demon clan. Come on."
"boom!"
As the fat man roared, the tidal wave of soldiers did not reply. They just slammed the spears in their hands to the ground, causing a huge earthquake in the entire building for nearly a kilometer.
What is different from the human world is that although the doors of the houses around this building are closed, you can still see various eyes peeking at the scene through various gaps.
Han Sanqian sneered and didn't care at all.
The next second, the heavenly fire moon wheel appeared in the person's hand, holding the jade sword, he jumped down.
"kill!"
The fat man pointed towards Han Sanqian with both hands, and tens of thousands of soldiers rushed in instantly.
As the sound of weapons handover between the two sides sounded, a bloody battle officially began.
Han Sanqian moved like thunder. Although he was alone, he was like a dragon entering the sea, sweeping across the entire sea of warriors. For a time, in the dense crowd of warriors, wherever Han Sanqian passed, everything was overwhelming.
The fire in the sky burned, the moon circled around, and the wind and fire intermittent for a while, and the flow continued!
On the other side, countless soldiers also moved suddenly, rushing towards Han Sanqian like a tide.
Thunder broke out on the ground, fireworks burst out, and Han Sanqian used energy in his hands to explode wildly, so that the dark night under the blood-red cloud became a little brighter.
"This boy is quite vigorous." Sitting on the mahogany chair, the fat man couldn't help but smile.
Beside the chair, the man who gave me his last name lowered his head and said softly: "It's rare to see a human being."
"For many years, the humans of the Central Plains have suppressed our demon clan to this remote corner of the far north. From now on, we will never be allowed to set foot in the Central Plains area. This is also because, although the human race looks incomparably small, the energy it contains is huge. of."
"Go ahead and capture those alive first. I would like to study why this little body is more capable of dominating the world than my demon clan." After the fat man finished speaking, he laughed ferociously.
"Sword array!"
Almost as soon as the fat man finished speaking, Han Sanqian had already flown away from the crowd. His jade sword flew into the air and transformed into ten thousand swords. After that, the sword fell down like a falling star.
Boom boom boom!
Ten thousand swords struck, and all the soldiers around Han Sanqian were struck by their swords, turning into black smoke and disappearing into the air.
However, even though thousands of swords fell, there was still a steady stream of soldiers coming forward, instantly filling the vacancies of those dead soldiers.
Looking around, Han Sanqian frowned for a moment.
Even if he used the Xuanyuan Sword Formation that Lu Ruoxin taught him, it seemed that the effect was not as good as expected.
Thinking of Han Sanqian standing in the sky with a heavy look on his face, the fat man on the mahogany chair couldn't help but smile contemptuously, his eyes full of ridicule.
Next to the red chair, the messenger also lowered his head and smiled softly.
Obviously, Han Sanqian was confused in their eyes at this time, as if they expected it.
At this time, Han Sanqian was also holding his breath and concentrating. After a moment, he suddenly discovered something was wrong: "That's wrong!"
Suddenly, he suddenly turned his gaze back to the fat man who was sneering over there!
