"Ah~~!"

Drink through, fog and fog, thousands of enemies are cold.

Drink through, the heart is blocked, and thousands of brothers rejoice.

"Whew~~~. ”

In the remnants of hell's breath, a brilliant light flashed, it was a huge body, it was a body that belonged to the Min Demon, but at this moment, it was no longer a complete body, it was a bone, it was an empty skeleton, there was not a single piece of flesh on it, and there was not even a trace of blood on the pale bone.

"Whew~!"

Hell dissipates and the skeleton falls to the ground.

Sand~~.

Like sand, the moment the body of the Min Demon landed, it was like weathering into sand, and without even a sound, it was directly disillusioned and flying in the air.

How sad it is that it has become a huge sand.

Unimportant.

For the demon clan, a dead warrior is not important, none of the thousands of pairs of eyes are just staying in the sand weathered by the Min Demon, all of them are staring at the figure that is still standing when the hell breath has dispersed.

Person.

The demon is dead, and of course the one who still exists is human.

It's Han Xian.

At this moment, people are so tall, and the impossible is deeply shaken by the impossible, and in the end I won, I won the wrestling, and finally I broke its eye, and I wanted its life.

Demon God.

At this moment, Han Xian should be in the posture of a demon god.

Supreme.

The roar in the mouth made the already stunned demon clan deeply shocked, they were cold, they looked at each other and did not dare to move forward, the city drank, and the enemy was cold.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows.

The wind blew through the hero's body, and the blood flowed for a long time, which was the ruin of this body.

But the hero's eyes are unyielding, Han Xian stared, his eyes picked the army of the demon clan, a stone's throw away, and the same face god was far away, I am alone under the city, and you are accompanied by ten thousand demons under the city, can you dare to fight?

"Hehe~~!"

Laugh.

The human face smiled.

It's so excited to laugh.

Its gaze fell on Han Xian's body full of approval, and it whispered: "You really impress me, it seems that I have a chance, it seems that I really have a chance to kill you personally." ”

"Whew~~!"

It's the wind blowing again.

And in the midst of this wind, Duxiao Valley, who was beside the human-faced god, hated deeply, it moved under its feet, there is no doubt that it wanted to fight, it could not be said that it was not cunning, at this moment Han Xian was injured, and his combat power must be greatly reduced, such a good opportunity, such a bloody feud, he wanted his life, and he made great achievements in building and breaking the city casually.

Sharp claws point to the ground.

The valley of the solitary is about to come out.

But.

"Wait. ”

The voice of joy, the deep voice, the voice of strangling the shame of the snow of Duxiao Gu, the voice of establishing miracle skills, should have resisted this, but it did not dare to act rashly,

This voice in my ears is not my joy, but my own lowness.

This is the word of God with a human face.

It still doesn't want Han to die so early, it wants to kill him personally, so the necessary opportunity still has to be given.

"Whew~~!"

The wind blows.

The blood was thick, and in the midst of this red bloody rise, the demon clan army retreated step by step, although all the demons retreated, their eyes were still on Han Xian's body.

Worship the man of God.

Remember the enemy.

The next time you are far away from the man of God, if you are too close, you will definitely die, and the next time you have the opportunity, you must not leave your hand, this is the supreme merit, this is almost the merit that can be exchanged for the great gift of Allah.

The wind blows the demon back.

The wind blows people and does not move.

The man watched the demon slowly retreat, and a slight smile appeared on his face, and he sighed in his heart: "Win, win, finally repelled them." ’

Win?

The human heart should be clear.

Winning is just winning today.

Repulsion is not defeat, one thing is certain, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or a few days after tomorrow, they will definitely come back, so how to defend at that time?

Is a person stupid?

Is it a person's bravery?

What else can I use to protect you, beloved in my heart, Han Xian stood here and deeply understood in his heart that there was no way to defend this city at all.

One attack.

It was only the first day of the ten days, the city wall had already been opened, and Rong Ruo had already filled in his life, and the people were already exhausted.

Then in the next nine days, I should be eager to be a god and a man today, and kill them enough to be cold, and I dare not come out to fight for a while, and I may rest for ten days and half a month, and I have a respite, and I just happened to successfully garrison Yishui City for ten days, in order to complete the plan of covering the retreat of the people of the Moon Country.

"Heh~!"

Imagine so dreamy.

Fate is always merciless.

This kind of thinking is just pinning all the hopes on the mercy of the heavens, and it may succeed, really, there is a glimmer of hope.

"Heh~~!"

The man laughed again.

Han Xian remembered what she had said, she would not let any existence hurt her in the slightest, then there was no city behind her, it was a wide wilderness, and she was surrounded by fields.

If you want to build a castle with a charm.

If you don't want her to be harmed, you must not let any demons get near the city.

Great wishes.

A great wish under love.

"Huh~~!"

With a cold face and teeth chattering, it's time for me to return to her.

"Boom~~. ”

The moment Han Xian turned around, the gate of Yishui City was immediately opened, and all the feathers were displayed in the corridor of the city gate, and they lined up to welcome their general back in triumph.

One step down.

One step ahead.

One step down.

One step is cold.

"See the General. ”

The sound of triumphant singing, this is the sound of triumphant songs, the moment I stepped on the road, I felt the gift of Yu Ce, listened to Yu Ce's cheers, and the bitter blood in my heart suddenly became warm.

Diameter forward.

Passing through the road, at the end, the beautiful woman is there.

The armor is delicate, the body is delicate, the body is strong, the face is covered with a light veil, Rong Ruo bowed down slightly, and saluted softly: "See the general." ”

"Whew~!"

Stopped.

Listening to the words, he was about to walk to Rong Ruo's side, and he really stopped.

Breathe deeply, breathe slowly, that is her own protection, her welcome is the greatest praise, I really hope that she can always stand here so gently.

"Whew~!"

Rong Ruo is there.

But Han Xian didn't give her a hug, he did turn around, and his eyes jumped out of the gate of Yishui City, which was slowly closing, black outside the door, and blood outside the door.

At this moment they receded.

But it is certain that the blacks will come again, and the blood will be smeared here when they come, and the slowly closing door will not stop them.

So what about the guardian behind you?

"Slow down~!"

The abrupt Han Xian let out a low roar in his mouth and stopped the Yishui City Gate that was closing, although there was not much difference between the thin city gate being closed and being open, but any Yu Ce felt that it would be better to close it than to open it.

But the general spoke.

So let's turn it on.

The face was cold, all Yu Ce's eyes were focused on Han Xian's body, they looked at themselves, they wanted to know what the general wanted to do?

The city is undefended.

So what's the point?

This city wall is paper-paste, if it is connected by life, it is as thin as paper, this city is a piece of tissue paper, since this is the case, what else to guard.

Looking at the slaughter outside the city, Han Xian said in a deep voice: "Lead the horse." ”

"Huh~~?"

Horse?

What do you want to do, the wind blows and can't understand, what does this person want to do, is he carried away by the temporary victory, or is he timid, he wants to run.

General's order.

Nature-honored.

Yu Ce Ma arrived, Han Xian turned over, the blood in his hand immediately flowed out, the demon knife in his hand, the person was dignified, looking, all the people were looking at Han Xian.

"Whew~!"

Breathe heavily.

Heavy breathing.

His gaze swept over the face of every Yu Ce, how many people are there here, I know it in my heart, but I don't want to mention it, it is less, and the future that can be known will definitely be less, and he said in a deep voice: "Are the brothers afraid of death?"

"Whew~!"

The wind blew and no one spoke.

The family is still old, the family is still small, how can they not be afraid of death, Yu Ce is afraid, but with firm eyes, they kept telling Han Xian that he was also lying to himself.

"I'm not afraid~!"

"Haha~~!"

Seeing his determined look, he laughed loudly in his mouth, and said in his mouth: "Do you dare to get on the horse?"

"Whew~~!"

Although I don't know what he wants to do, but every Yuce is not lagging behind, the people are gone between the whistling, the hooves are moving between the whistling, and the people are all here.

Wear a sticky sharp.

The man sat on a horse with a trembling spirit.

Looking, all Yu Ce continued to look at Han Xian.

With a smile on his face, his eyes softened, approval rose in his eyes, and he said, "Do you dare to die with me now." ”

"Huh~~?"

Wind question.

Wind question.

The wind whistled and asked, what did Han Xian, who was riding on a horse and controlling the demon sword, want to do it, his eyes fell on everyone, and when he heard the words, Yu Ce's firmness was still the firmness in the eyes of every Yu Ce, they were silent, I would.

"Huh~!"

The hooves moved, Han Xian sat down and took a step back, the demon knife in his hand slashed forward, the blood shadow flashed, cold and cold, and roared in his mouth: "If you are willing to die now, take a step forward." ”

"Huh~!"

All.

Everyone didn't hesitate, and everyone sat down and took a step forward.

What does he want to do?

Rong Ruo's eyes were suspicious, so he asked out loud: "First, what do you want to do, taking the initiative to attack is not good for us, although Yishui City is thin, but there is still a strength to defend, it is absolutely not easy to go out of the city to fight, Prince Luo Shangwu City is a good example of the past." ”

That's right.

Thirty thousand people went out of the city, but none of them came back, and finally Shangwu was lost.

And now.

"Whew~~!"

As if she didn't exist, at this moment, in Han Xian's eyes, Rong Ruo seemed to not exist, seeing the blood-colored demon knife in his hand, he said softly with a cold face: "I only need three hundred people." ”

Three hundred?

Three hundred, Yu Ce at the forefront of the sky, and the biggest misfortune, they were the first to die.

"Huh~~!"

Taking a step back, Han Xian sat down and took a step back, the three hundred feathers in front of him followed a step further, and the city gate behind him suddenly opened, not non-existent, at the moment when he left the city, Han Xian's gaze finally fell on Rong Ruo's angry face.

She wasn't happy.

She was angry.

It was she who thought that Han Xian was willful and careless, and was carried away by her personal bravery, and tried in vain to repel the entire demon group with 300 people.

This is delusional.

It's impossible.

That's what Rong Ruo told him with a resentful look on his face, he saw it, but the woman's advice and the man didn't care, Han first turned his horse's head and led the three hundred mortal feathers to the road of mortality.

Success?

The three hundred backs are written that they are defeated.