Chapter: 3952

Zhang Han slapped his right hand, and the pure spiritual power cast a layer of protection, constantly sapping the power of Mingyue Tong.

But the next second.

Boom!

Lan Fan, who was in front of Sinan, came behind Zhang Han in a strange figure, and stabbed down at Zhang Han's back with a short blade.

"I can't break through that guy's defense, but you Zhang Hanyang, die for me!"

Lan Fan believed in his speed, and he could stab the sword before Zhang Han could react.

The secret technique he performed has already brought him a lot of military exploits, and it is no problem for a mere secular Zhang Hanyang.

His short blade is not just a sharp weapon, it is refined by soaking in the poison of nine lives for 30 years, but if it is contaminated with a trace, even the golden core will die.

Nan Shisan was also aware of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't perform any moves. He was watching the excitement, or admiring the moment when Zhang Hanyang died.

Undoubtedly, making Nan Shisan have such an expectant expression is enough to prove the opponent's strength.

The weak cannot get the emotions of the strong.

"Little man!"

Dong Chen's pupils shrank.

Zhang Guangyou's face changed drastically.

I didn't expect that Lan Fan's attack was so fierce, what would happen to Zhang Han if he stabbed with this sword?

Everyone knew in their hearts that being stabbed with a sword by such a strong man would basically mean death.

"Master!"

Zhao Feng's heartbeat seemed to have stopped, and a feeling of suffocation came oncoming.

Mu Xue, Head Mu, Jiang Yanlan, Head Jiang, Head of the Illusory Demon Sect, Shi Fenghou, Sirius Ye, surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

Almost all eyes are on Zhang Han.

Looking at the short blade emitting a faint light, it fell slowly.

Could it be that Zhang Hanyang, who had just returned and almost turned the tide of the battle, was going to die under this sword?

Under many tense eyes.

Time seemed to slow down.

near!

closer!

The short blade is only ten centimeters away from Zhang Han!

At this time, Zhang Han turned around slowly, but the speed could not keep up with the fall of the short blade.

That's too late!

Everyone held their breath, and even at this moment, the entire battlefield became absolutely silent.