Chapter: 3778

Soon, Fengxue Pavilion led a team of warriors to take back the spirit beasts and came over in person to exchange for the space ring.

When he picked up the ring passed from Ryan, his face changed drastically.

"Are you playing with me?"

He looked at Nanmu fiercely.

Crash!

In an instant, everyone from Fengxue Pavilion surrounded them.

"Hahaha, so what? You gang of foreign fighters still want to cooperate with me formally? Go ahead and dream! You untouchables, it is impossible to make money from me, do it!"

Nanmu spoke very fast, which made the other party unable to understand, but he also knew that what he said was definitely not good.

"kill!"

The warriors leading the Fengxue Pavilion waved their hands, and various energies struck.

"protect me!"

Nanmu let out a cry.

Zhang Han pondered for a while, standing beside him without making a move.

However, the rest of Nanmu's subordinates fought fiercely, but they were not opponents.

Casualties soon followed.

One, two... When the death toll reached ten, Nanmu's cold sweat was streaming down his face.

"Run, run, that kid has broken through!"

Damn, he was obviously in the divine realm before, but now he is so powerful, he must have broken through!

"I'll kill him!"

Zhang Han said in the language of the Shadow Clan, and then swept his right hand.

bang bang bang!

The muffled sound came from everywhere, as if a large wall was being crushed horizontally. In just three breaths, everyone in Fengxue Pavilion fell, leaving only the warrior who had just entered the ground, with a pale face, looking at Zhang in horror. Chinese:

"you you......"

Isn't he a god?

how come?

"Didn't expect that?"

Zhang Han smiled faintly, his figure flickered, and when he came to him, his face flickered.

Seeing the real face clearly, the disciple's eyes widened.

"Zhang, Zhang Han..."

boom!