His True Colors Chapter 2651

 Han Qianqian hurriedly used his Chaos Qi to resist, but apparently, although he was not reckless, he did not know anything about Pei Hu's method, and in his haste, his eight golden bodies, which had become parabolic, flew out on the spot ......


        The moment Han Qianqian flew out, Pei Hu was already thunderstruck, and the aura of demonic qi burst out from his hands, one after another, shooting at Han Qianqian's eight bodies as if he didn't want money.


        Poor Han Qianqian, before his eight figures even hit the ground, and even before he could stabilise them, they were already pierced by a thousand demonic auras, and although he could barely resist in front of them, as the number of demonic auras increased, he was eventually shot with a thousand holes, and golden blood continued to spray in the air!


        Han Qianqian hurriedly withdrew his true body, and the next second, by the time his only remaining body had stabilised itself, it was already drenched in blood.


        Although the eight golden bodies were extremely fierce, and could share the damage against point-to-point attacks, they were relatively weak against attacks with a very wide range.


        Not only could they not take damage from each other, but they would be involved with each other because they were each doing damage. A single body might be better at resisting a group attack, but more true bodies would be easier to use as a live target in the eyes of others.


        Han Qianqian gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood as his eyes looked coldly at Pei Hu.


        This wave, it was clear that he had suffered a great loss.


        "Playing smart with me? In front of absolute strength, that's all bullshit." Pei Hu had gained the advantage with one strike, and at this point, with a cold, smug voice, he gulped softly at Han Qianqian.


        Han Qianqian slightly lucked out and healed his wounds while the Five Elements Divine Stone also slightly released light, replenishing Han Qianqian's recovery.


        "You're right, in front of absolute strength, everything is nothing but bullshit." Han Qianqian laughed coldly.


        There was still the City of Burning Bones to come, having just fought with the Demons, Han Qianqian had been unwilling to reveal too much of his strength, as well as not wanting to consume too much of his energy, as well as get himself injured.


        So all along, Han Qianqian had been fighting with a tapered approach.


        But now, the conservative fighting style had already left him injured, so hiding his strength any longer was no longer necessary.


        Moreover, the situation at hand made it necessary for Han Qianqian to use his full strength.


        However, compared to Han Qianqian's words, it was obvious that Pei Hu had his own understanding, and he certainly did not think that Han Qianqian was talking about himself, but that Han Qianqian was just following his words.


        "Since you know, that's the best thing. But it's useless to know, originally, I wanted to leave your body intact, but now, it's impossible, you have succeeded in arousing my anger."


        "Now, cry, scream, and then, meet your death." With a fierce smile, Pei Hu had already moved his secret technique.


        Black Qi filled the air around him, and above his head, the day had faded and black clouds were all over the place.


        Immediately above the sky, amidst the black clouds, a red moon suddenly emerged from the clouds.


        The light of the cold red moon was brilliant for a while, but every ray of light that struck Han Qianqian's body caused pain all over his body, and his mind was even more severely traumatised.


        Elsewhere, the trees withered and the white flowers withered as the light affected them, and even the gushing water suddenly stopped flowing, as if it had been frozen by something.


        The red moon seemed to be the only thing left in the land of heaven and earth for a while.


        "Blood Moon!" Over there, Saint Ignite shouted sharply, while joining hands with a dozen of his men and many of his clan members, hastily using their energy to scramble to support a boundary, barely and with difficulty resisting the erosion of the moonlight.


        Only at this moment, Han Qianqian remained standing there indifferently.


        His eyes were slightly narrowed and his brow slightly frowned, and then, he suddenly and slowly closed his eyes.


        In the next second, countless golden-black gases began to continuously emerge from his body, and tightly, gently wrapped around him.


        His hair began to be blood red and his skin began to turn even whiter, the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel also reverted to hovering around him, and an extremely strong mighty pressure began to be released ......


        The space seemed to tremble slightly at this point, pressed by the mighty pressure ......