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And the result is so satisfying, although the thrill is so profound, but the piercing target is so unstoppable, the heart is finally not in a hurry because of the disconnection of the arrow, and the eyes can calmly pounce on the moment when the prey is penetrated, Han Xian feels that he is back in Yunshan at that time, and he feels that there is a bow that any prey in this world can hunt. His eyes didn't linger too much on such meaningless targets, and he continued to coldly search for the next pathetic existence.

Every time the sharp arrow was sent, Han Xian's heart became a little colder, and he didn't feel happy at all that he killed the prey, he couldn't imagine what it was for, but when the glory came, Han Xian was indeed so calm.

And Han Xian's ability is always limited, and everyone in Wuxiang is fighting for their lives. And Han Xian is not completely sure every time, how can this running warrior give Han Xian a chance to think too much, those lucky people are a minority, they should be lucky to be rescued, and falling down may be a relief.

Wu Jitang could detect the sound of breaking the sky, but he didn't know whose masterpiece it was, and he didn't care about it, because his living space couldn't expand, Qing Ming had gradually stabilized his position under his pounce, and more importantly, if he still wanted to attack with his teeth, he might be broken by others in an instant.

In the same way, he knew that it was enough, and he was quite satisfied with his results.

A heroic voice sounded in the bottom of every Han Xian's heart.

"Yes. ”

Han Xian was shocked by this voice, and was impressed by Wu Jitang's arrogance, as if victory was already in sight. Although the same cannot understand what this 'union' means, I believe that the eyes explain everything.

I saw that the team was retracted from the state of sharp 'teeth', and it was like a turtle shell, waiting for the enemy to beat.

Everyone's position is changing, but Han Xian's position has never changed, and the biggest change is only the rotation in place when looking for the target, but these are enough for this person who is committed to finding 'full certainty', because Han Xian gradually likes the feeling of such a dark arrow hurting people.

How do people in joy know that their quiver is slowly empty, because there is no possibility of recovering the sharp arrows that are shot, and they cannot be replenished, and it is a sure thing that they will run out, but the person who uses it really can't perceive this, and continues to release their blood happily.

In the eyes of others, Wu Jitang is arrogant, and only he knows how passive he is, his own people are decreasing at any time, and the enemy's large array does not show any signs of wavering, would he naively think that he can still use his teeth once to fight for the space to survive?

At this moment, will Meng Yiguang give Wu Jitang such a chance, it is impossible, maybe he is still longing for Wu Jitang to attack, because in this way he can wear him out faster. And now the state of the turtle shell is the biggest headache for himself, everyone is trying their best to defend, and it takes more effort to work.

But now he has no other choice but to follow Wu Jitang's rotation and shrink again and again, hoping that the mosquito is really as arrogant as his voice.

Sang Honggu had long lost confidence in Meng Yiguang, and now he believed more in his own strength, maybe the impurities in the heart of the formation had not been wiped out, and he would shoot the people in front of him into ashes.

His eyes are always looking for an opportunity, and if he wants to slash Guan Hanning under the horse with one sword, then no matter how wonderful the Wuxiang formation is, it will be self-defeating.

With such a beautiful thought, how can Sang Honggu's mood have a little dirt.

And his opponent, Guan Hanning's state of mind is indeed unusually heavy, Wu Jitang's voice and blood map are transmitted to him intact, from the sound of 'teeth', he knows that Wu Jitang is making the final counterattack, and when it comes to 'He', he knows that it is the most helpless choice.

Although he didn't show any points in his eyes, how could he still deceive in his heart, if he didn't do it as soon as possible, Wu Jitang would all die here.

These Guan Hanning can't bear it, those are brothers who have followed him for many years, they must all be rescued and enjoy the wine together.

And at this moment, Han Ning is still confident, and it is not a moment to be desperate, because for such a long time, he has not been able to tear through that person's fortress for a long time, so that he can detect a trace of strange brilliance in that person's eyes, and those are opportunities for himself.

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"Haha, Old Feng, is this just like that. Zhong Yuan said with a proud smile in the city. Then he said: "I think this person is more than calm, and the edge is insufficient, how can such a person be a general, it seems that I am going to lose the two commanders in this battle, and next time I will definitely meet the person who wants to be immortal." ”

Strange words are heard in the ears of those who have a heart, how can there be no strange harvest.

How could the old man surnamed Feng not hear the meaning, and his age gave him enough calmness, and he did not use his lips and tongue because of the sarcasm of others, but simply shook his head.

Zhong Yuan saw all this, very proud, and continued to watch the battle situation with high spirits.

And the old man surnamed Feng frowned deeply, as if he thought of something unusual, but he couldn't say a word or two, so he had to open his eyes and continue to stare at it, hoping that the situation could continue to develop like this.

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Sang Honggu's big knife was once again with Guan Hanning's spear battle, he had long known that Guan Hanning was also a cultivator in the Six Realms, and he had already intended to divide the high and low, but in fact, he looked down on Guan Hanning in his heart, and he always thought that he was a person who had just entered the Six Realms, what to fight with himself, just by the decisiveness of the command?

Sang Honggu disagreed, in his opinion, those are all green leaves, only he is the real flower, and his personal ability is to influence the victory of a war.

So every time Guan Hanning approached, it was an opportunity for him, and he wanted to stick Guan Hanning under his knife, but Guan Hanning was like a silver carp and left with one blow, regardless of merit, it was completely a way of playing that did not seek merit but no fault, and he wanted to rush out and kill him several times, but in the end, he still held back, not because of the lack of self-confidence, but because he didn't dare, Zhong Yuan's cruelty knew it.

Therefore, I cherish Guan Hanning's proximity, this is an opportunity, because I noticed that the opponent's Dao power was a little weak last time, maybe this time I can win it with one blow, so as to easily solve the battle.

Seeing Guan Hanning rushing over like he was rushing over again, his eyes were full of light, his heart was overjoyed, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and he rushed up, and the Dao force rushed towards the big knife frantically, looking at Guan Hanning is defensive move, he was even more disdainful in his heart, I don't know how you cultivated to the Six Realms of Dengfeng, is it just clever, it seems that you are not as good as the person in the formation, thinking about it like this, he secretly scolded Meng Yiguang in his heart, and he has not killed the enemy for so long.

The big knife and the spear collided together, and with a 'bang', Sang Honggu looked at Guan Hanning's hands trembling, and felt that he would definitely be able to cut off the horse in the next time, but Guan Hanning really didn't give him such a chance.

I saw that Guan Hanning's legs were slammed into the horse's belly, and he didn't want Yu Sang Honggu to fight too much, and even the spear dragged away with one hand and followed the big array in a panic.

Sang Honggu was overjoyed in his heart, and once again confirmed the thoughts in his heart, but out of caution, he did not chase out, but the big knife went away like the harvest behind Guan Hanning. And how did those dark reds not know that this person was the existence of Dengfeng and avoided its edge, although their broadsword was missed, they didn't feel lost at all, because they knew that the victory was already their own.

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And there is really no such good mood as Sang Honggu in the dry distance city, I don't know when Zhong Yuan's face is as cold as a piece of ice, without any color.

The old man surnamed Feng on the side stroked his beard, glanced at Zhong Yuan, and said nothing, continuing to look at the battle situation.

Guan Hanning's figure appeared again, how could he let it go this time, looking at the person who rushed over, he even dodged a little, so what could he hesitate, and rushed forward.

Guan Hanning looked at the sudden startle that rushed towards him, and said casually: "Huh." "Yes

And these all fell into the eyes of the opponent, which further fueled his arrogance, if it wasn't for the fear that the qi in his chest would be discharged, Sang Honggu might have shouted: "Take your life." "To be happy in my heart.

At this time, another voice sounded in Wuxiang's heart: "Scythe." I saw that the figures of several people behind Guan Hanning changed, like a sickle harvesting a strong soul. are all silently impacting, waiting for others to rush under the knife.

How can the people in the city endure it, Zhong Yuan's expression completely turned into a piece of ice: "Hmph" exploded in Sang Honggu's ears.

Sang Hong was startled, his pupils shrank closely, and the details of the line being given up by arrogance clearly rushed into his eyes, how could Guan Hanning still be timid at this time, he and the few people behind him were completely scythes that harvested life.

In an instant, he was in a cold sweat, and for Xiao Ming, his face was much more lowly, so he turned around and ran.

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