Chapter: 3951

But a hundred.

How many cities are there in Outland? Someone said it was one hundred and eight cities!

That is a powerhouse equivalent to more than a thousand sects!

If it can come out, won't it sweep all the small worlds in an instant?

What's more, among the ancient mines, the most dangerous ones are those beasts!

Upon receiving this news, many people's hearts almost stopped beating in fright.

It's over.

The small world is not safe anymore.

"kill!"

Sinan simply learned a few words of Chinese along the way, and then shouted out.

Seeing this power, Lan Fan's scalp felt a little numb.

He could feel that he couldn't break through the defense of the guy in front of him.

"What a hard bone!"

Lan Fan gritted his teeth, a short blade appeared in his right hand, and his eyes fixed on Zhang Han.

From Lanfan's point of view, it's okay to kill this guy first.

Just as he was planning, Wuming took two sips of wine:

"It's no fun to have too many people bullying few people, I, hiccup, I'll help you keep the two of you in check."

While speaking, he held a long blue sword in his hand, and when he came up, he fought with Wuxi and Yuan Bing.

Everyone did not expect that Wuming would be so powerful, he could overwhelm the two of them with sword moves, and he could even drink two sips of wine while fighting.

The Great Elder of Fengxue Pavilion got his wish this time, and fought with Dong Chen, and the two forces fought again.

But in terms of momentum, the Tianxia Mountain was full of vigor, and because of the heavy losses in the Fengxue Pavilion, they fought quite cautiously at this time, fearing their hands and feet, and retreating in succession.

It seems that this battle has become a battle between several people from Kunxu Realm and the three from Zhang Hanyang's side. Whoever wins will determine the outcome of the entire battle.

Zhang Han strode across the sky, seemingly slowly, but actually walked towards Nan Shisan very quickly.

A hundred meters away on the left, Lang Fan and the Lord Sinan had already fought together.

After three moves just now, Lang Fan felt aggrieved.

Normally, in Kunlun Immortal World, he could stab the opponent to death with one move, but now, he couldn't break through that layer of skin.

So he gave Nan Shisan a look.

"superior!"

Whizzing!

Nan Shisan once again used Mingyue Tong, this time he went all out, and the two beams of light were almost as thick as the waist of an adult man.