Chapter 11 Mysterious Sword (Today's Fifth Update)

The sword actually easily broke the defense of the imperial master. You should know that the imperial master is not a magician, but a martial artist, or a Turkish emperor. His body is harder than that of the magic weapon. It can be seen that the strange sword is hard and sharp, if it weren't for this sword except for the sharpness and There is no use other than hardness. In addition, this huge one is useless for sneak attack. At this time, when you see Zhang Han, you dare to try the sword. How can people who know the inside story not laugh? They laughed at Zhang Han's overesirable power. After all, Zhang Han was just an ordinary person with no energy in their eyes.

"Xuanqing Brothers..." Although he comforted himself in his heart, after listening to the comments of countless people around him, Zhu Pang still looked at Zhang Han with a worried face.

"Ha ha... Do you have any comments? Casually giving Zhu Pang a smile of comfort, Zhang Han turned his head and looked around. The smile on his face turned in vain and became extremely cold, and his tone was also full of coldness.

"This guy is crazy, ignore him..."

"Yes, eat for nothing and be brain-damaged..."

With the coldness of Zhang Han's tone, everyone around him felt that the whole space around him was solemn. They looked at each other in horror. Seeing that there were so many people, they seemed to cheer up and said in a low voice.

"Enough... You people, you can't see the wonder of my treasure, don't laugh casually,,,, Xuanqing brothers, no matter what, but they dare to try, do you dare?" Suddenly, an angry shout sounded in vain, which also attracted the attention of all people. Looking for the source of the sound, Zhu Pang's fat round face was full of anger at this time. Zhu Pang really couldn't stand it anymore. They said that they could, they put up with it, but they were still insulting Zhang Han. Zhu Pang finally couldn't stand it. Zhang Han is the only person who has not discriminated against his appearance for so many years. How can he let everyone insult Zhang Han so much?

Zhu Pang has always been a timid and weak fat man in the impression of these dark night town residents. Everyone around him did not expect that Zhu Pang dared to shout at himself and others at this time, and it was quiet for a while.

"......... This fat man... How dare you... Did you take the wrong medicine?..." After a long time, the people around him finally reacted and looked at Zhu Pang with a strange face. They wanted to see if the fat man had taken the wrong medicine and dared to fight with him and others.

"What, am I wrong with what I said? Do you guys dare to have a try? If you don't have the courage, don't be coquettish. Don't insult the Xuanqing brothers here..." Feeling the needle-like eyes around him, Zhu Pang suddenly kept sweating coldly, but he still summoned up his courage and shouted loudly to the people around him again.

"..." Hearing Zhu Pang's shouting again, a trace of anger gradually appeared on the faces of the people around them. They were usually used to Zhu Pang's weakness and were used to bullying Zhu Pang. At this time, they saw that Zhu Pang dared to resist themselves over and over again. How can they not be angry? But they had the intention to scold, but they didn't dare to answer Zhu Pang's question. They were not Zhang Han, but they didn't have the courage to test the power of the strange sword. For a while, the whole scene fell into an impasse.

"Ha ha, Brother Zhu Pang, don't be angry. Some people have something wrong with their eyes. Today, let me let them polish their dog's eyes..." Just when the whole space was deadlocked, there was a sudden laughter, like a small stone thrown into the calm lake, splashing silk ripples, which also broke the tranquility of the whole world.

"That guy..."

"Huh,,, who do you think he is? I'm sure I'm going to cry to death later."

"That's right, the boy who talks big..."

Not long after Zhang Han's voice fell, the people around him were no longer entangled in Zhu Pangzi's problems, but turned their angry eyes to Zhang Han again, waiting for Zhang Han to make a fool of himself.

"Hey hey..." Seeing that everyone looked at him so angrily, Zhang Han smiled and gave Zhu Pang a comforting look again. He was not talking. He turned his head to the huge blue monster sword. The sharp light flashed in his eyes and suddenly raised the blue monster sword high. In the vicious and worried eyes of countless people, he aimed at his arm. Row slowly down.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"I don't dare!"

"Hmm?... It's very likely..."

Countless people around him looked at it with a stunned face. Zhang Han in the focus stopped the blue strange sword and kept talking about it.

"Hey hey... These fools... I'm not a fool. Why should I scratch my arm? I can test it when I scratch my fingers differently." Zhang Han suddenly smiled strangely, and then in Zhu Pang's stunned eyes, he suddenly picked up the blue strange sword in his hand again, and then gently scratched the index finger of his left hand.

"This guy is so shameless..." Seeing that Zhang Han actually scratched his index finger, everyone around him was stunned at first, and then they all reacted and suddenly scolded Zhang Han.

"Scold, scold! Anyway, I have a lot of meat..." When Zhang Han heard the scolding of everyone, he not only did not feel ashamed at all, but took it for granted. Since Zhang Han came to the dark universe, he has lost his mana, and his whole body has become like a mortal. In the life of the whole human world, he doesn't know why. Even his heart has changed a trace and become more ordinary, like a human rather than the previous Pangu four. Qing, the high-ranking Xuanqing Taoist, but an ordinary person, that's why Zhang Han did such a shrinking behavior.

However, although Zhang Han's behavior was very shameless, after everyone scolded, they saw that Zhang Han ignored him, so they shut up angrily and looked at Zhang Han's movements.

Finally, under the attention of everyone, the huge blue sword was finally cut off with Zhang Han's small index finger,... Then, an unexpected thump suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. At the same time, Zhang Han's index finger slowly began to flow out of golden blood.

"Haha, I just said, that guy, it really doesn't work... He also pretends to be a master. This is terrible! Haha"

"That's right, so rampant. I thought he had some ability, but I didn't expect him to pretend to be B again..."

Hearing the thumping sound, when he saw the blood flowing from Zhang Han's index finger, countless comments broke out again in the crowd around him.

"Xuanqing Brothers... Are you all right?" Zhu Pang looked at Zhang Han's injury and ignored the sarcasm around him. He hurriedly ran up, tore off a sleeve on his clothes, and slowly wrapped it around Zhang Han's injured index finger.

"Hmm...?" Idening the sarcasm around him and Zhu Pang, who was anxiously treating the wound for himself, Zhang Han looked carefully at the blue strange sword, and his eyes were full of strangeness. Just now, when the blue strange sword first came into contact with his index finger, Zhang Han felt that something was wrong for a while. Before he could react, he poofed. Then, he saw that his extremely strong body under the strange sword, like fragile tofu, broke gently, and his index finger began to slowly keep it fresh. Blood, and although I saw the blood flowing, there was no pain at all, which showed the sharpness of this strange sword.

"Brother Xuanqing, what's wrong with you? Are you all right?" Seeing that Zhang Han completely ignored the sarcasm and himself around him, Zhu Pang just looked at his bloody index finger. He couldn't help but be anxious. He thought that Zhang Han could not stand the blow. If something went wrong, he hurriedly shouted Zhang Han, and the short fat hand also shook Zhang Han's arm.

"Well... Ha ha, it's okay, Brother Zhu, your sword is really hard and sharp enough. You can make an offer! I bought it." Listening to Zhu Pang's anxious cry in his ear and feeling the shaking of his body, Zhang Han's body trembled and recovered. Looking at Zhu Pang, who was looking at him anxiously, Zhang Han smiled and ignored the injured index finger, but raised the blue strange sword again and carefully checked it again. Then he turned his head and said slowly to the anxious Zhu Pang.