Chapter 543: Ancient Sacred Plains

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Sure enough, seeing him as child's play, the Rifeng Dao Control Ripple fixed the black shadow rigidly, and Han Xian's feet moved lightly, and he voluntarily met the arrow that was struggling to pass through the Rifeng realm.

The hand is raised, and the arrow is like child's play, and it is held directly.

The remnants of the Dao power on the blade only lasted for a moment before it died out, and after a light sound, it directly became flying ash and scattered in the air.

"Hehe, are you still fighting?"

Han Xian swept the shadow and asked very majestically, this should be because he wanted the shadow to surrender on his own initiative and obediently become his guide.

Scold~.

It's totally overthinking.

The shadow trapped in the Rifeng realm didn't even look at Han Xian's majesty, and at this moment, he was trapped and didn't even look at the flying arrow that turned into ashes.

In the shape of a shadow flashing fish, the bow in his hand was hidden, and a knife had become in his palm.

"Hmph. ”

The Shadow is a sneer that is so confident that it can be called triumphant.

"Hiss~~. ”

The sword light surged, Han Xian's majesty was suddenly startled, his eyes hurriedly swept towards the shadow, what he saw was terrifying, only to see that where the knife flashed, the ripples caused by the Sun Feng Domain were directly cut, and the shadow retreated with the knife dance.

He must have been running away.

"Want to go?"

Han Xian sneered and sneered, his eyes swept on the shadow knife, he was already happy to see the hunt, and he was sure that this knife was a good thing, and he roared in his mouth, and said: "Leave your life behind, leave the knife behind, your soul should go to hell." ”

When the sound stopped, the body had become the early sun and sang brightly in the air.

"Damn it~~. ”

The shadow roared, no doubt at this moment, the man already understood, if he wanted to use the knife in his hand to slowly cut the way to hide, it was almost impossible, or he wanted to block this punch.

"Haha. ”

Seeing that the knife in the shadow hand was struggling to escape, Han Xian smiled proudly, and the momentum of the great sun in the air had been achieved, and in an instant, the shadow was completely exposed to the sharp fist.

"Drink. ”

The mouth was making a roar to disturb the hostile heart, but it was completely redundant to the point of childishness, and the shadow had been standing quietly from the moment he gave up and fled, staring at everything coldly.

Immovable into a pine, waiting for Han Xian's fierce wind to wreak havoc.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind roared, Han Xian came with his fist, and the early sun was shining, but the shadow's body was still as unmoving, and his heart was smiling proudly, thinking: 'People are waiting for death with their eyes closed, and I will be kind enough to give him a ride.' ’

The fist didn't stop, and it went straight to the top of the shadow, but in the suddenness, his fist was indeed in deep pain.

There was a shock on his face.

Hurriedly fixed his eyes and looked at the fist, what was it, when did it appear, why didn't he find out?

It's a knife.

When it appeared, it was Han Xian's fist, and when he was in a hurry to break through the Shadow Head, as for why Han Xian didn't find out, it was all because of the ghost's speed.

When he arrived, Han Xian had eyes and beads, but he was still blind.

The pain on the fist was already red, and the early sun was dyed with blood, and the history of this knife had just begun, it was a treacherous concealment, a messy knife intent, along with the punctured wound, directly drilled into Han Xian's body, and with the surge of his own blood, it went straight to the star map.

This refers to the heart, which is fatal.

The heart was shocked, and Dao Li was instantly encircling and chasing and intercepting.

Touch instantly.

The original shock, there was a tendency to panic suddenly, and the blocked Dao power was directly ignored, no matter how strong it was, the messy knife intent could directly invade it.

I can't even block it for a moment.

"You'd better wait to die," the Shadow roared triumphantly.

This is the self-confidence of the flesh and blood.

So close, Han Xian concluded from this cold voice that Tie Beat was an arrogant young man in the shadows, and a sneer got up.

Bong sneered and said, "Really?"

Dao power can't stop this messy sword intent, so what about the 'star'.

In the star map, the three stars are shining and bright, the light flashes, and Han Xian is very cautious about the small life, this light is the common convergence of the first sun, the sun front, and Yiying.

If he couldn't even stop them, then Han Xian could only rely on his perseverance to make his heart and star map die.

"Hum. ”

The momentum is like a dragon, it is the welcome of blood, and everywhere the starlight edge goes, it is Han Xian's home field, and this is Han Xian's home field.

The messy knife is magical, unrestrained.

However, in the face of the star's 'more up,' it can only be silenced, and the obedient ones are washed away, and the body is instantly purged, and as soon as it is blown, the 'star power' is directly blessed to the Chuyang Fist.

"You're dead. ”

This was a sneer that came out of Han Xian's mouth.

The laughter was cold, and the frightened shadow trembled.

The Chuyang Fist is still a supreme star, and how can this small knife be able to compete, and the shadow of the shadow holding the short knife under the fist was directly collapsed.

"Haha~~. ”

Halfway through the intention, Han Xian's arrogance was already out loud with a smile.

The Chuyang Fist was mixed with the power of starlight, asking what else could not be broken.

Laughter is to say, nothing is broken, and under the edge of this early sun, even the hidden shadow has been stabbed.

Under the fist, there is a face.

Under the fist, it was a teenager.

Under the fist, the young man was unwillingly pale.

And this pale face is indeed crawling with the slightest tattoo pattern that makes itself squeak, but this strange pattern really can't stop the fist.

There is no doubt that he hates at this moment, he knew that this was the case, at the very beginning, he should not have shown mercy to his subordinates, and directly shot this person with an arrow, and also returned the current passivity.

Passive?

Now that the situation is in danger, what is the passivity that the young man thinks in his heart, if Han Xian's punch is implemented, his body will take off and dance wildly.

"Giggle~~. ”

I heard, I saw.

Under the shadow of Han Xian's fist, the young man saw his defeat and death, and he still hated, hated himself for being soft-hearted, and hated himself for regretting not being at the beginning.

In the next life, regardless of anything else, the living people who break into the clan land will see one and kill the other.

The hatred driven by this regret can't change anything, it can't save his life.

Although he was repenting in his heart, there was indeed no trace of fear on the young man's face, and death was in front of him, but he was still in danger, and the pride of this heart reached the sky.

Closing your eyes is a matter of waiting for death.

Asked Han Xian if he wanted him to die.

"Whew~~. ”

Abrupt.

It's not the sound of the wind, it's like the sound of the wind, it settled down in An An'an, and the body fell to the ground, and at this moment, the early sun on Han Xian's fist was scattered, and the Rifeng field was also scattered.

Was this a success?

The skull is still there.

Han first succeeded in winning, but the young man's head was still on his neck, and his eyes were still resolutely closed, waiting for the fist to fall.

At this moment, he can't wait.

Han Xian's fist was closed, and it became a smiling face and a kind gaze.

"Giggle~~. ”

Under Han Xian's kind gaze, the young man's mouth had become a sound of gnashing teeth, and his face was even more trembling.

The pale color is dyed with a little bit of history.

Unable to open his eyes, he whispered in his mouth: "Why don't you do it yet?"

He was ready to die, but Han Xian's fist did not fall as expected, what does this mean, of course, what the young man's arrogant heart thought of was the word 'insult'.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.

His eyes were still tightly closed, and his intention was to tell Han Xian with determination that his arrogance could not be humiliated.

"Huh. ”

Han first laughed, his eyes swept over the young man's body, full of funny playfulness, and he said to himself in his heart: "How can this person have a little bit of his own shadow." ”

Is Han Xian boasting about his pride without skin and face?

But this laugh fell on the young man's ears, and anger grew from hatred, his eyes suddenly opened, and he gritted his teeth and almost jumped up, knocking Han Xian to death.

"Alright. ”

Han Xian was still smiling endlessly, and he was saying, "I won't kill you." ”

Such words fell on the ears of the young man, but they were not a voice of relief, let alone a look of gratitude, and the ruthlessness on his face was almost about to develop into a decisive self-determination.

"Uh~~. ”

This is Han Xian's eyes twitching silently, he doesn't dare to laugh at this moment, if this young man really commits suicide in front of him, it will be too late to regret it.

looked solemn and said, "You don't have to thank me, we have a tie." ”

For the arrow that wiped his cheek, Han Xianke deeply remembered that if this young man wanted his own life at that time, I am afraid that now he can only hug the thigh of this king of Hades and say that he is unwilling and wronged.

The body is cold, and it is impossible for those ghosts to make themselves yang.

"Whew"

The wind blew between the two of them, and the cold between them was blowing away little by little.

"Hehe~~. ”

"Haha~~~. ”

Suddenly, Han Xian's face was full of joy, and the young man was arrogant, and there was no doubt that the reason given by Han Xian convinced him deeply.

After all, no one wants to die, there are steps down, of course it is important to save his life, and the reason given by Han Xian is completely tenable, and he has the grace not to kill him.

It's good to be able to level it out at the moment.

After laughing, the young man glanced at Han Xian, and his body had already retreated, no doubt he didn't want to stay for a long time.

Just gone?

Just let him go?

That's a pity, but Han Xian knows very well that if he uses force against the young man, I'm afraid it will backfire, so he has no choice but to grab his bald head and make a mess to find a way.

"Heh~~. ”

In a panic, in order to find hope, a pair of eyes were locked on the rabbit that had been pierced by sharp arrows.

Han Xian hurriedly walked over, pulled up the arrow and rabbit from the ground, and said in a low voice: "I have meat, do you have wine?"

The young man's retreat stopped.

His head shook slightly, and he said helplessly: "Grandpa said that I was still too young to drink." ”

Han Xian raised his eyebrows, and whispered in his heart: "It's another little kid who is vaguely slurred by the kind words of his elders, it seems that he is going to bleed heavily today." ”

"Do you want to drink it, then?"

This should be Han Xian's painful question, do you have any wine, there is only a little bit left, this is picked out from the gap between the teeth along the way, or is it secretly found in those kind fishermen and medicine farmers.

And now they're all going to be spit out by themselves.

"Yes. ”

This sound was so crisp, and this young man strode towards Han Xian very simply, and when he glanced at the rabbit in Han Xian's hand, he snatched it directly.

Said: "This is what I beat, I have meat, you have wine, and we are even." ”

"Hehe, okay. ”

Han Xian smiled so crisply, he was using laughter to cover up the misery of his heart.

Without speaking, he made a fire and burned the meat.

The boy is indeed a man who lives in the mountains, his hand is up and down, clean and neat, the rabbit has been skinned, the fire is already loud, and the meat is delicious to make four spices on the shelf.

"Sniff. ”

The nose does the sniffing.

How good it smells, Han was hungry first.

Han Xian looked at the meat, the young man was protecting the meat, staring at Han Xian's face, these eyes should be saying, "Bring the wine." ”

Reluctant that the child couldn't trap the wolf, Han Xian was ruthless, so he took out a small jar from the bag, and the young man was happy, and directly threw the whole rabbit to Han Xian.

The hand didn't stop, and when he saw the neatness, he snatched the wine from Han Xian's hand without seeing a handful.

Han ate meat first, and the boy drank.

People who eat meat are more sober and sober the more they eat.

People who drink alcohol get more and more drunk, and they get drunk themselves.

"Han Xian. ”

"The fish is back. ”

Han first bit the meat and chewed the name, not because he was too hungry, but because this guy called Yu Xun was too difficult.

An altar is coming to the bottom.

This fish is too greedy, Han Xian's family background has completely bottomed out, but the harvest is still quite significant, and he whispered in his mouth: "Gu Shengyuan, fish clan, I want to have a good time for a while." ”

They're coming.