As Han Qianqian's words fell, the man finally turned around in haste, only to find that his veil had been ripped off by Han Qianqian.
His eyes shrank slightly, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with anger.
Underneath his handsome face, his skin was like snow and his mouth was like carbon, adding several points of evil.
Cool-Son Yeh!
Seeing the exposure of his true face, he smiled bloodthirstily and licked his lips.
Han Qianqian's brow also frowned slightly.
Sure enough, it really was him.
Although Han Qianqian had already suspected those men in black the moment they made their move to set up the formation, after all, as a former disciple of the Voidless Sect, Han Qianqian's status was nothing more than that of a slave, and he was naturally not qualified to learn the spells of the Voidless Sect. But he had eyes and a good senior sister, so he had naturally seen a lot of the Voidless Sect's spells.
Although these people had a demonic aura, the most primitive path of the spells they used was that of the Voidless Sect, especially when they cooperated in fighting formations later.
However, Han Qianqian had always had a question nagging at the back of his mind, that is, how did these scum of the Voidless Sect fall into the demonic path.
Han Qianqian could not understand this point, but in any case, after the veil was lifted, there could be no doubt about the truth.
Looking at the wound on the back of his hand, left by his sharp claws as he grabbed his veil, Han Qianqian had to admit that today's Cool-Son Yeh was not really the same as the original Cool-Son Yeh.
"Although I guessed it was you, I would never have imagined that you, Cool-Son Yeh, would also fall into the demonic path." Han Qianqian slightly withdrew his injured hand and said in a cold voice.
"As long as I can kill you, devil or god, does it matter?" Cool-Son Yeh shouted coldly, "In this world, strength is superior, do you understand?"
"It seems like that's not what you said when you thought I was a demon." Han Qianqian laughed disdainfully.
"You are you, I am me, between you and me, are you qualified to compare? What kind of trash are you? En?" Ye Gucheng smiled hideously, like a bloodthirsty man.
"Yes, how can someone like me be compared to a double standard dog like you." Han Qianqian said in a cold voice, "Not to mention that you have become a demon, even if you become a god, I, Han Qianqian, am bound to make your divine palace cave in."
Boom!
Han Qianqian's true energy opened up and both black and gold auras erupted from his body at the same time, and he directly pounced on him.
Ye Gucheng was not willing to show any weakness either, and the two sides once again went directly against each other.
And in mid-air, the Jade Sword, with the help of the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel, and the giant censer gathered by the ten or so men in black, also fought frantically in mid-air.
For a while, the light of the heavenly fire and the purple light from the giant tripod intersected with each other.
Han Qianqian and Ye Qucheng were like two divine dragons, their bodies staggering wildly as they swept around the valley. Wherever they passed, explosions erupted and rocks were destroyed!
Rumble!
The woman in green was dumbfounded, despite having seen a lot of the world, this scene of one person fighting dozens of great experts today still caused her to be visually shocked, and inwardly shocked.
Was this something that a human being could do?
Was this still the same man she knew?
He was so unfamiliar, yet his dashing stance in the midst of the bloody battle twitched her throbbing heartstrings all the time.
She had heard of him as a dragon, but had never seen him as a dragon.
"A dragon among men in the world is nothing more than that." Looking at Han Qianqian in the sky, she couldn't help but murmur ......
And at that moment, the scales of victory began to show...