Chapter: 1460
He Qingtian looked at Zhang Han's indifferent and profound eyes, and suddenly his heart trembled, and a sense of crisis came from his heart.
However.
The next moment, he felt a chill in his heart, and then, all his clones dissipated, leaving behind a figure, staring at his eyes and slowly lowering his head.
I saw a pitch-black card slowly breaking out from his heart.
Looking up, the eighteen cards, one of them, slowly dissipated...
When did this card come?
Didn't I just blow 18 cards away?
Why?
impossible!
He Qingtian couldn't figure it out, but he could feel that his vitality was passing by rapidly.
"How can this be!"
He Qingtian stared at Zhang Han, and said an unbelievable sentence.
In his eyes, the eighteen cards slowly flew back to Zhang Han's pocket. He took a last look at He Qingtian and said lightly;
"You are too young."
"Yes, am I too young?"
He Qingtian looked at Zhang Han with a dead face.
Feeling the vitality gradually dissipating, his last trace of emotion was extremely desperate.
I practiced for dozens of years and reached the current state.
Now there is not even a chance to escape...
I'm obviously already extremely vigilant.
Why, still be recruited!
How did that card reach behind him silently, and how did it lock his body...
Could it be that the technique of Nine Shadows was really that bad for him?
This was He Qingtian's last thought, and then his body fell to the ground.
Do not rest in peace.
Seeing this scene, there was a dead silence on the field, no one spoke, and everyone watched all this dumbfounded.
When I came here today, I actually witnessed the fall of He Qingtian, the seventeenth on the Xiangjiang Billboard!
Who would have imagined this, and who would have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes!
"He, He Qingtian... is dead?" a master of heaven level said tremblingly.
"He Qingtian, he's dead."