"Hey, have you heard the legend?"

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The stunned god, suspicious, looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

Contrived, both of them are all contrived.

Pretending to be stupid, he secretly looked at the serious book in front of him with amusement in his heart, and squeezed out a sentence in his mind: "He is going to talk nonsense." ’

Clever.

When did people become so smart?

Before the man could open his mouth, you knew he was going to talk nonsense.

Where is such a smart person, why is such a smart person only awakened now, why didn't such a smart person jump out in the first place and try to turn the tide and stop what should not have happened in these conspiracies in front of him.

Maybe it takes a process to be smart.

Perhaps being smart is a gradual learning process.

Maybe this person has only learned it now.

Is it late?

Someone said: "Have you heard, Xingtian is originally ......" ”

Don't want to hear it.

So rude interruptions.

His teeth were bared, his eyes were squinted, his face was wrinkled, and he interrupted rudely in impatience: "Okay, okay, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, now that the outcome has been decided, Bu Wushuang is dead, even if there is a legend, then Han Lie won." ”

Definitely.

Firm.

Winner decided?

Already dead?

Could it be that Han Lie is going to win, is Bu Wushuang really dead?

It seems to be true.

In this image, Han Lie appeared behind Bu Wushuang with the Meteor Sword in his hand, and in this image, the hundred-zhang tall Bu Wushuang throat sparked Ming.

It's still like this.

This should be said to be true.

Skulls.

Hanging on the face of the god of war and punishing the sky, it belongs to the head of Bu Wushuang.

He left home after the fire in his throat was lit up.

The color of fire is the edge of the meteorite, and the departure of Bu Wushuang's head from home is naturally caused by the blade of the meteorite, and the fire color is cut off after it grows bright.

Tossed away.

The boss's head was thrown flying.

"Whew~~~. ”

Behind Bu Wushuang, Han Lie's body had already stood upright, and the head belonging to Bu Wushuang continued to be thrown away.

"Whew~~~. ”

The wind is blowing.

The sound of the head rolling through the air is too much like an unyielding, the hair is messy, the voice is hoarse, as if unwilling, of course it will be unwilling, who will be willing to be beheaded.

"Whew~~. ”

The head rolls.

I don't want to continue.

But what is unwilling is not only the head of Bu Wushuang, the big axe in his hand is the real gathering of unwillingness, in front of him, under the original axe, Han Lie's body has already collapsed and disappeared.

But it doesn't stop.

There was no one there, but the falling axe still didn't stop.

"Whew~~. ”

Axe slashes into the air.

In the fall.

"Whew~~. ”

The skull is helpless.

in the roll down.

The axe blade is upholding the master's will before his life, and he is moving forward unswervingly, although the goal has collapsed, but the goal in his heart is still there, and he will not stop if he does not achieve it.

Chop.

The axe adheres to the will of man, but what about the head?

It has been abandoned by man, so its fall at this moment should be understood as submitting to the will of heaven.

.

Chop and roll.

Many pairs of eyes were staring at the trajectory of Bu Wushuang's skull rolling off without blinking, and as for the axe gliding in the air, in the minds of the eyes, it was just inertia, and this inertia would overturn the body sooner or later.

It's true?

Everything will be confirmed.

Just as a pair of eyes were watching, staring at the head, a sharp blade suddenly broke in.

I didn't care about it before.

was once thought by the eyes to be sure to overturn his own dry relatives, and the big axe was unwilling to be lonely and broke into people's eyes.

What does it want to do?

Is it worse than a bad one?

Is it a match made in heaven?

This 'coincidence' is a coincidence.

It must be a coincidence.

"Poof~~. ”

The blade trembled, and the head was disorganized.

In the midst of too many pairs of eyes, in the midst of the skulls they saw rolling down, the axe blade broke in, this intrusion was so sad, this intrusion was too sad.

The head was cut off by Han Lie with the Falling Star Sword.

He had tasted the chill of the blade once.

But in the intolerable nature of the match made in heaven, Bu Wushuang's axe was in the process of beheading off with his last wish, and the head was subservient to the will of heaven and earth, and it was very unexpected and too many coincidences to behead the head that was originally called Bu Wushuang.

I taste the chill of the blade once.

It's so cold.

The blade of the axe slashed into the center.

The whole thing was nailed to it.

Can this still be understood as a coincidence?

Many people looked at each other, and they all dared not speak in the godless astonishment of their eyes, and everything seemed to be frozen.

Those who did not dare to speak were frozen.

The axe that had struck his own head was also fixed.

But the weird, unparalleled and headless body is also frozen in the air.

Uncanny.

It's weird.

The headless Bu Wushuang can still stand in the air without falling, and what is even more odious is that even if Bu Wushuang is headless, he is much taller than too many people with fresh heads.

"Huh~~. ”

The sound of teeth chattering.

They seem to be afraid.

And it is this fear that makes too many people remember the legends they heard when they were children.

"Xingtian can still fight the sky without a head. ”

'Have you heard?'

"Hehe~~. ”

The sneer was outside Yingdu City, Han Lie, who had cut off Bu Wushuang's head with the meteorite in his hand, turned his back to him, smiled coldly, and a gloomy smile on his face got up, and said, "Brother Wushuang, should you thank me?"

Thank?

Thank you for killing him?

"Hehe~~. ”

Sound.

and a cold voice.

But this time Han Lie didn't laugh, he was just hearing it, so whose laughter was it.

Not far.

The words of the corpse.

It's all the guys with long eyes who can be sure that this is the sound of Bu Wushuang.

"Haha~~~. ”

The sound is loud.

More arrogant.

This time it's not just the guy with long eyes who can be sure, as long as he has a long head, he can be sure, and the voice that reveals the slightest insolence in this loud voice is coming from Bu Wushuang's headless body.

The voice rose again.

"Yes, Brother Han should thank you for removing this already superfluous burden. ”

'Uh. ’

I've heard of it for the first time.

The skull can become a burden.

"Whew~~. ”

The cold wind blows, the cold brightness.

Just as everyone shuddered, on the Ganqi axe, Bu Wushuang's head suddenly flashed, and all of them turned into black light and surged towards his body.

Is it to go against the sky and rebuild the head?

It is said that he is a burden, so why reinvent it, is it troublesome?

The skull turned into black smoke.

Smoke poured in.

"Boom~~~. ”

Bu Wushuang's body burst out with a roar of energy, and suddenly all the clothes covering his body were sacrificed, so too many men were exposed in front of people.

Bright muscles.

Piece by piece.

How many men's fantasies, but too many men end up just a circle of meat, combined into a big circle of meat.

Hung up.

"Hey~~. ”

Sneer, sneer.

In this laughter, the black light of the head flashed slightly on Bu Wushuang's chest, and immediately the demon changed, and the breasts moved, from the opening of the eyes, to the umbilicus moved into a toothy mouth.

Face?

Face?

Is this the head?

It seems to be true.

"Haha~~. ”

It's easy to put aside the cumbersomeness.

Bu Wushuang laughed, the big axe in his hand was round, and he grabbed the long handle and directly crushed Han Lie behind him, headless and brave, and the wheel axe was even more powerful.

There he is.

Han Lie didn't even move at all.

Meteorite starry brightness.

"Keng~~. ”

Although the axe blade was brave, the thinness of the Falling Star Sword Blade in Han Lie's hand actually succeeded in blocking it, and his body did not shake a little, and his hand did not tremble for a minute.

Many people's eyes were excited again, and they cared about this equal detail.

Is it worth it?

Bored.

"Whew~~. ”

Bu Wushuang couldn't care about this, the Ganqi Axe was blocked by the Falling Star Sword, and he immediately flew up and kicked down at Han Lie's front door.

Cover?

No one wants to enjoy it?

"Whew~~. ”

Just as a trace of fire suddenly flashed on Han Lie's body, his body disappeared strangely.

"Huh~~?"

Vanishing is the invisibility of the eyes.

But Bu Wushuang, who snorted coldly in his mouth, must have known where Han Lie had gone, holding the axe in one hand, and shaking his hand was a punch.

"Bang~~. ”

The light of the fire is mixed with the light of the stars.

And the disappeared Han Lie once again successfully appeared in front of people's eyes.

Many eyes hurriedly grabbed his body firmly, they were too afraid that he would disappear this time, and Han Xian's eyes, who were also on the peak of the palace in Yingdu City, also fell on Han Lie's body worriedly.

The same is, Han.

One for, first.

One for, Lie.

The young man was his brother.

So how can I not worry?

Although his heart was full of worries, he was still very relieved in his heart, and it was also an honor for him to be a brother with such means.

Look.

The honor motivates me to keep watching.

"Hiss~~. ”

Inevitably, with such a big sky and so many people, the figure that must be familiar and can't remember his name squeezed into his mind again.

Look.

He seems to be watching too?

But where did he look?

His gaze fell on himself.

Demon Star Queen.

The corners of his mouth were upturned and his look of disdain, which of course was mocking himself.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and he shouted in his heart: "Who are you, what kind of ability is the one who hides his head and tail, take off the mask and see it." ’

Speak with your heart.

Mouth is silent.

Who cares about you.

Just as he glared at him viciously, the Sky Demon Star Empress Qing's face turned, and he fell into the endless battle of Han Lie's synchronous peerless battle.

But this time, his eyes were no longer able to be moved by Han Lie's synchronized unparalleled electric flint, and his eyes were only staring at the hateful and unknown back and thinking viciously.

Who the hell is he?

Man.

Well, the scar forgot the pain.

Han Xiantai was forgetful.

"Whew~~. ”

Just in his own hard thinking, Rong Ruo's hand in his palm suddenly twitched slightly, and her heart was immediately touched by her, dripping with fine sweat, the slightest bit of cold buckle, and Rong Ruo's hand in her hand was as cold as ice, drenched in sweat.

What's wrong with her?

His gaze quickly swept to her face.

Pale shadows.

The pallity carved the bitterness of resentment, and her originally clear eyes were filled with too much resentment and bitterness, and there was a trace of sharp glitter in them.

Her eyes were also looking at the sky.

The same.

In that pupil is a back that I want to know 'who is he'?

When he raised his eyes and saw the sky, it was the shadow of the Demon Star Queen.

The person Rong Ruo was staring at closely.

He is the one who is resentful.

Rong Ruo's eyes flashed brightly, and the person he wanted to kill was him.

Who is he?

I'm not a fool, in the eyes of Rong Ruo, I finally got a glimpse of which one of the guys should be killed, how many times I thought about it, and I wanted to kill him in my dreams.

But again and again.

Missed it.

Chances and chances were missed.

So what about today, is it your own battlefield, and do you have a chance?

"Hmph~~!"

Han Xian participated. ”