Chapter: 4707

"Aren't you watching with your eyes open?" Mu Xue flicked the Demon Dance Sword lazily with her fingers.

clang!

There was an ethereal voice, she squinted at a few people, and said:

"It's only now that I know I'm afraid? It's too late. If you dare to provoke us, you think your life will be long."

"you!"

Elder Crossbow looked angry and glanced at Mu Xue fiercely, then his eyes drifted to Zhang Han, his expression full of vigilance.

"He used dirty tricks."

The old man next to him frowned and said: "This person is very strong in close-up boxing, but the breath revealed by his moves just now is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul."

Having said that, the old man suddenly became confident and stared at Zhang Han:

"You are only strong in melee combat, but you are facing the four of us. Although you killed the Tyrannosaurus, the danger is still the same. We don't want to cause trouble. The death of the Tyrannosaurus stems from his underestimating the enemy and aggressiveness. Now we Let me ask you, are you willing to hand over twelve sixth-order spiritual weapons to save your lives?"

"oh."

Zhang Han's face was flat, and he pointed to the back: "I said before, if you want treasures, you can just go and get them."

"So you don't intend to be kind?" Elder Nu's face darkened.

"You're right." Zhang Han replied solemnly.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant. Elder Nu and the others did not speak, and Zhang Han looked at them calmly.

Tranquility is the rhythm on the eve of the storm.

There was worry in Zi Yan's eyes from the back, and she was a little nervous, holding her hands together, ready to launch her attack at any time.

Mengmeng's little face became more tense, her big eyes blinked slowly, and she held her breath involuntarily. If the distance was close, she could hear her whispering:

"Dad, you have to win, be careful..."

Whenever this kind of moment, Zhang Han will always take care of the emotions of the mother and daughter.

Turning around, he smiled at the two of them and said:

"The four of them look powerful, but in fact they are just rookies who know very little. They don't know how to use the abilities of the Nascent Soul Realm, so it will be very easy to deal with them."

"Big words."

Elder Crossbow was furious, spread his hands out, and the violent energy turned into two light blue long whips, like two tornadoes, with overwhelming breath.

The other three didn't intend to watch the excitement, their moves were brewing, and their attacks were ready to go.

"Look at my magical powers and immortality!"

"Phantom magic?"

Zhang Han turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man in civilian clothes: "This trick is still a bit high-end."

"I'm afraid now, it's too late!"

The middle-aged man gave back what Mu Xue had said before, his tone and tone.