With Han Qianjun's strength, with the strength of this kick alone, Ming Jiutian is sure that it has not reached that level.

But after looking at it for a while, I didn't see any reaction from Han Qianjun lying on the ground.

Suspiciously, he lowered his head and looked at his right foot, could it be that his strength has improved again during this time? And I don't know?

Sou...

Just when Ming Jiutian was still immersed in doubt, Han Qianjun, who had not reacted for a long time, suddenly turned over, and with a flick of his finger, a small gray-white round ball was bounced by him.

With such a close distance, even if Ming Jiutian reacted, it would be too late to dodge at this speed.

Rumble...

The moment it came into contact with Ming Jiutian, the small gray-white ball exploded.

Because the distance was indeed closer, Han Qianjun next to him was inevitably affected by the explosion, and was immediately swept away.

However, Han Qianjun's reaction was really fast, and after rolling on the ground, he got up quickly, spread his hands, and more than a dozen of the same gray-white balls were thrown out by him again.

Boom boom...

The scene seemed to spiral out of control at this moment, and the sound of explosions continued one after another.

With the location of Ming Jiutian as the center, after a series of explosions, the smoke and dust billowing out of the smoke rose to a height of 100 zhang, to say the least.

"Haha... Let you die without a corpse under the perfect serial explosion..."The sneak attack succeeded, Han Qianjun laughed proudly.

Soon, the explosion was over, and the thick smoke and dust dispersed first under the blowing of the breeze.

It's just that what made Han Qianjun feel stunned was that in addition to leaving a big pit twenty zhang square on the ground, it seemed that he really didn't see the slightest residue of Ming Jiutian.

Was it really blown up by the explosion just now?

Burst...

Just as Han Qianjun was about to look carefully, a light sound that was not good to him came, followed by a sharp pain in his lower abdomen that turned from light to severe.

Han Qianjun, who was stunned, could only lower his head to check his abdomen, only to see that there was an extra hand at some point.

And this hand is still stretched out from behind his back, as for the thing that stabbed him, of course, it is undoubtedly a mixed yuan.

He didn't understand that after experiencing an explosion of this magnitude, Ming Jiutian was not only unscathed, but also able to appear behind him without warning.

As the Mixed Yuan Chisel Death Qi gradually infiltrated, Han Qianjun also felt more and more that his body was a little disobedient.

However, a first-class killer is a first-class killer, and the viciousness in his heart has long been incomparable to that of a femme fatale.

Han Qianjun, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, also waved his right elbow and delivered the final blow.

It's a pity that compared to him, Ming Jiutian's reaction was faster, and his left hand grabbed Han Qianjun's neck, and he saw him lift it up with a light mention, and there was no way who called him short.

Han Qianjun, whose feet were off the ground, had no point of strength, and the feeling of suffocation coming from his throat made his elbow have no strength at all, and he could only be regarded as gently hitting Ming Jiutian's right arm.

"Take a deep breath... So you can live a little longer..."

At this time, Ming Jiutian's indifferent voice also came from Han Qianjun's ears, and for him, this voice was no better than the life talisman.

Under the effect of the Mixed Yuan Chisel Death Qi, Han Qianjun's arms finally hung down weakly, and Ming Jiutian also took the opportunity to put him flat on the ground.

"Kill... Kill me..."

Han Qianjun's whole body twitched uncontrollably, and his voice sounded hoarse and trembling.

"Ge Laozi drops the turtle son, this way of pretending to be dead can also be used, fortunately, although Ben Shao doesn't eat much salt, he can walk through a lot of bridges, don't worry, it won't take a moment for you to die, it's not bad for a while..."

"Don't expect it... I'm not going to say anything..."Obviously, Han Qianjun saw through Ming Jiutian's intentions.

Hey...

It's strange.,Isn't it often said in villain books that people are dying and their words are good.,Why doesn't it work on this guy?

But it's okay, since this guy likes to kill people so much, just let him experience the feeling of being a little closer to death.

But to be honest, this guy's explosive pill is really powerful enough, if it weren't for the indestructible law body cast by Ming Jiutian at the critical moment, the result is really hard to say.

One or two explosions, in terms of Ming Jiutian's physical strength, may not be afraid, but the explosion effect produced by so many gathered together is not something he dares to support.

"It's okay, then let's talk about something else, depending on your affection and righteousness, if it weren't for the constraints of the Half Moon Immortal Palace, I think you would definitely be a good person..."Ming Jiutian said sincerely.

However, in fact, as Han Qianjun said, he wouldn't say anything, so he was just silent at the moment, and there was no response.

"People like you are dead-eyed, didn't Pi Shaojian tell you when you came, Ben Shaojian is very prickly, uh... Of course, it's the fake Pi Shaojian..."He didn't want to say it, but it didn't mean that Ming Jiutian didn't want to say it either.

Sure enough, after hearing Ming Jiutian reveal such a message, Han Qianjun's face changed.

"Our people from the Half Moon Asgard... Man..., born... Only know how to obey... I don't ask... The owner's... Decide... Fixed..."At this moment, Han Qianjun finally spoke.

However, there is too much dead qi on the mixed yuan chisel into the body, looking at his iron-blue face, even if Ming Jiutian rescues him, it will be useless.

"The owner of the bullshit, you just didn't reincarnate well, after going over there, find your brother, and reincarnate as a pair of twin pigs is much better than in the Half Moon Immortal Palace..."Ming Jiutian shook his head helplessly when he heard this.

Han Qianjun struggled when he heard this, and wanted to say something more, but he was injured too badly, and he didn't know if he really regretted it or was angry with Ming Jiutian's words, in short, after struggling twice, he died.

This is the time to wait.

Seeing this, Ming Jiutian got up directly and began to rummage through Han Qianjun's corpse.

Since this guy's information about the Half Moon Immortal Palace refuses to reveal half a point, he can only find it out himself after he dies.

Originally, Ming Jiutian could have chosen to search for souls in this situation, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.

On the one hand, this Han Qianjun attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and it is indeed not Ming Jiutian's willingness to search for his soul, so he should respect him.

On the other hand, his realm is still above the Ming Nine Heavens, and he is good at using his soul to control weapons, who knows how strong his soul is.

It's a pity that Ming Jiutian rummaged on him for a long time, but he didn't find anything valuable.

Looking at Han Qianjun's hands, it was the same, and there was no storage ring, could it be that this guy had also refined a carry-on space.

If that's the case, then it's a pity, after all, people die in space.

After checking it again, it can be said that Han Qianjun has nothing else except for leaving a hard bow.

After Ming Jiutian picked up the hard bow, he also tried to pull it twice, to be honest, this bow looks ordinary, but it is extremely heavy.

Especially the bowstring is very thin, and he doesn't know what material it is made of, just two pulls, Ming Jiutian felt that his fingers were a little uncomfortable.

What a freak, such an uncomfortable bow can be played by him to such an extent.

Thinking of this, Ming Jiutian, driven by curiosity, couldn't help but look at Han Qianjun's right thumb.

As a result, I happened to see the black wrench on his thumb, and when I took it off and looked at it, I found that it was made of the same material as the hard bow.

In order to verify what he thought, Ming Jiutian simply put the wrench on his hand.

Only then did he try to pull the bow again, and this time Ming Jiutian understood, there was a small bump on the outer wall of the wrench.

It is because of these small bumps that the bowstring can be hung on it without having to pull it with your fingers.