Jiang Junchen shouted angrily, his feet broke the ground and rushed towards Wang Han.

Wang Han raised his breath and slowly raised his arms.

The ten fingers don't look as sharp as before, but the risk factor it gives is higher.

Just as Jiang Junchen rushed over.

Wang Han slashed from top to bottom, and the moment he touched Jiang Junchen, his hands wrapped around and stirred out.

When Jiang Junchen's body collapsed, his arms were dislocated by an indescribable force.

Wang Han walked through Jiang Junchen's armpit with both hands, held Jiang Junchen's pipa bone with his ten fingers, and pulled it out like a hook.

ah!

Heart-wrenching screams came out.

The old man who was watching from a distance was surprised and said in a lost voice, "Fuxi's dragon-wrapped style!"

Wang Han dragged Jiang Junchen's armpit with both hands, raised his arms upwards, and then he poked downwards. Jiang Junchen's legs were also dislocated.

Just at this moment.

Wang Han's aura surged!

One palm!

A big sun cleans the heart!

Jiang Junhao's body floated back like a kite with a broken string.

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Chapter completed!