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How dare they believe their eyes, they thought that this person was very brainless, but they must not have thought that this person would be so brainless, could they not want to gnaw off the sternum of the pubic bone with their good teeth.

The tenacious one is like the green flame in Han Xian's eyes, and this is also Han Xian's nature, maybe in Han Xian's eyes, the mouth is not a black rib, but a piece of oily, fragrant meat, which needs to be torn hard to show the carnival.

The black palm became more and more condensed behind Han Xian's back, and the black flame was not only burning on his chest, but also on the handprint behind him.

Pain, of course it hurts, even if Han Xian completely becomes a beast, this heart-wrenching pain is unbearable, but the bones in He Nai's claws cannot be loosened, and the big meat in his mouth cannot be loosened.

The claws are still clasped hard, and the teeth are still stubbornly biting.

Shi Mo's face was completely gloomy like water, of course he understood the black palm, and Zhong Yuan's mind was also thorough, if the star soul was worn out, then the wrath of Tianxin would be like thunder completely smashing on his head, how could he bear this conceivable pain.

Inadvertently, his eyes once again drifted to the bright light in Guan Hanning's hand, quiet and Ning He still had infinite attraction, but Shi Mo understood even more that this was compared to his own life, and all the 'quiet and peaceful' were all jokes.

"Ah~"

Shi Mo's thinking gaze jumped suddenly, and he looked at the source along the sound, his eyes were full of shock, and so was Zhong Yuan, who was proud on his face and proud in his eyes.

The green flames in the eye sockets were too thick to envelop Han Xian's head, and when the sound exploded, everyone's hearts were shocked, and the cold hairs stood on end, because there was a deep tooth-sour color mixed in it.

Han Xian's bite was a broken tooth that Zhong Yuan had imagined a long time ago?

Han Xian's bite, or the broken bones that Shi Mo prayed for?

When the light dissipated, Han Xian's face was revealed in front of everyone at a glance, the corners of his mouth were full of dripping blood on his pale face, the red blood was of course Han Xian's own, in the yin bone frame, except for the black flame, how could there be blood, but everyone was shocked that it was indeed not Han Xian's mouth full of blood.

It was the black bone in Han Xian's mouth, Zhong Yuan swallowed silently in his throat, he must not have thought that he would succeed so brainlessly, Shi Mo's eyes blinked quietly, and he couldn't believe that he really had a good pair of teeth without a brain, although his mouth was full of blood, but he succeeded.

After all, there is still a desire in my heart, and it should be said that the temptation of the treasure is just around the corner, maybe Han Xian's brainlessness will really bring him unexpected gains.

The worry in his eyes finally put aside.

"Woo~~"

At this time, the yin bone is the real pain, it is his own bone, it was actually bitten off by others with teeth, who will protect it without the heart in his own chest?

The palm printed on Han Xian's chest immediately turned into a fist, and with the pain of breaking bones, it smashed down fiercely.

It can be said that Han Xian's goal has been achieved, does he really regard himself as a beast?

It should be said that Han Xian was a beast, his heart was not so greedy, his chest was already full of disasters, and the fire of the tarsal bone was still not extinguished, if this punch was falling, his chest could be broken.

Under his feet and in his hands, he kicked and pushed hard, pushing the body of the yin bone to the side, and his punch smashed into the air without accident.

At this time, the moonlight was very bleak, and the blood stains on the corners of Han Xian's mouth were even more hideous, and there was a black rib in his mouth.

Maybe Han Xian was really hungry, after all, he had been fighting for so long, but fortunately, the young man had learned to be experienced in this area, and when the sun had not yet risen, he was eaten to death, and this bone could not be swallowed.

Zhong Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but gasp when he saw Han Xian spitting his ribs on the ground.

Although he has always been the focus of attention, Han Xian's gaze has never stayed in his audience, and the faint green eyes can only see the prey in front of him, and the flickering light in it seems to say that even if he escapes to the edge of the sky, he will definitely chase and kill him.

Although Han Xian's gaze is fierce, he is not like an ordinary person, and the yin bone in front of him is not a human being, as long as Zhong Yuan does not give in, it is necessary to fight to the death.

At this time, Zhong Yuan's face was a little gloomy, but the confidence in his heart was not lacking at all, because in his heart, Han Xian was still brainless, and the balance of victory had already tilted to his side, and on what basis did he retreat.

The faint and cold wind made the flame on Han Xian's heart that was about to be extinguished rejoice again, and a trace of sharp light flashed in his eyes, and with this pain, the green demon in his eyes finally retreated a little.

It is impossible to use this to break the beastly nature entrenched in the pupil, and the only black in the center of the pupil also tells Han Xian that if he allows the black flame to go on like this, then his skin will be burned through and his heart will be burned out, which is inevitable.

Of course, Han Xian understands the reason for all this.

The cold wind is the flame retardant of the flames, and only by extinguishing the wind can the fire be truly broken, and this ugly skeleton in front of you is the source of the wind.

He sprinted away under his feet, kicked hard, and his body flew up again as before.

This posture can be remembered by anyone, including the yin bone, the black eye sockets can't help but look at the residual blood at the corner of Han Xian's mouth, the obvious pain of broken bones, truly unforgettable.

And now Han Xian, whether it is Zhong Yuan or Yin Gu, it seems that he has no brains and must have the same mind as forward.

Although the pain can bring a lot of value to himself, Han Xian must have been injured more seriously than himself, but Zhong Yuan didn't dare to bet, as soon as he flung the sickle, he must have thought that Han Xian would grasp his sickle in his hand again brainlessly.

Maybe Han Xian, whose eyes are full of green, will have such thoughts, but at this moment, Han Xian's pupils have the only clarity and know what the real goal is.

With a clenched fist, the black scythe was knocked away with a single blow.

Of course, Zhong Yuan would not praise this cleverness, because he also heard it, and just as his fist hit the scythe, Han Xian's white teeth clucked again, and a sneer came to his heart again.

Even if it is a beast, it has not only teeth, but also claws.

What's more, Han Xian is not a real beast, the only black light in the center of his pupils makes him remember his real name, and he also remembers that he does not have claws, but fists.

The body is still in the air, the yin wind is still blowing, the black flames on Han Xian's heart are even more crazy, and the white bones of the forest are all on display, as long as they are burned, Han Xian's death is also set in front of him.

However, it was precisely because of the pain of burning bones that the clarity in his eyes became more and more transparent, and the fist of the flying scythe was not retracted, still clenched.

"Whew!"

The green light suddenly rose on Han Xian's fist like a flame.

He spit out lightly: "Chu Yang!"

Who said that Han Xian was brainless, at least this Chu Yang did not shout loudly to remind Zhong Yuan of his abnormal movements.

But even if Zhong Yuan didn't know that Han Xian had slightly recovered his senses, the green brilliance that swirled around his fist was enough for him to pay attention to, and the palm of the Yin Bone pushed forward slightly towards Han Xian's rushing body.

The black flames locked by the skeleton surged, and the palm of his hand grew out of thin air, slapping straight towards Han Xian's face.

His face was already cold, and his heart was clearer, it was this hand that made his heart tortured, and his angry face suddenly smeared the black light of his pupils.

At this moment, the black palm that slapped at him was the gloomy black mountains, and the early sun should break him and shake him off.

This should be especially true of Chuyang Fist.

For himself, Han Xian could not doubt it, although there was anger in his eyes, but Han Xian knew very well that this palm was not his goal, and before he achieved what he missed in his heart, breaking him became the only way.

Since you can't hide, let me test how hard you really are.

"Bang~~~"

Zhong Yuan's face looked contemptuous, his head shook slightly, what about his fists, he was still just a brute, and Shi Mo's gloomy face was not expressing this meaning.

If the mountains want to be a stumbling block, then they have to ask Han Xian if he is willing.

Han Xian's belief turned into the edge of the 'Chuyang Fist', "Poof, poof." Poof~~~~!"

The black flames were like bursting fireworks, mixed with truncated and fragmented black bones, and a wisp of green walked proudly through it, and the black mountains that blocked the sun were all reduced to pieces.

Han Xian's belief was not exhausted, but because of the weakening of the yin wind, the black fire in his heart gradually became more powerful, and the target was already under the fist.

"Poof!"

How could the delicate throat bone become the last barrier of the skull, how could it stop Han Xian's determination, even if the eyes at this time had been completely occupied by the green rays, but Han Xian also successfully saw that the miserable black head cut through the beautiful arc of the night sky.

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