"Hey!"

The dragon body was stunned, and the foot that was about to step on Wu Jitang's face was also retracted, and he turned around leisurely, he must have wanted to see who the person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, in fact, he had already guessed in his heart who it was not about Hanning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The leisurely and arrogant gaze froze deeply.

This person is not in charge of Hanning, but a stupid boy who is stunned.

Maybe it was deliberate ridicule, or a genuine ridicule, the corners of Sang Honggu's mouth twitched, and the joy that had been exhausted for a long time rushed to his cheeks, and he trembled almost madly and pointed at Han Xian with his arms.

If this person can be laughed to death by his own honor, it is also a very rare thing, and Han Xian will certainly not have hope for this extravagant hope.

In fact, the current Han Xian didn't know how he was standing here, and even Han Ning was in a state of astonishment, and he couldn't remember how Han Xian stood on the dragon platform before him.

Since he didn't know, it would be superfluous to think about it meaninglessly, Han Xian's face seemed to be indifferent through the ages, and he said in a low voice: "Have you laughed enough?"

"Ha, ha, ha" How can he laugh, 'Sang Honggu' has already swallowed saliva with laughter, which makes the already rickety body more bent, and it is still trembling exaggeratedly.

Han Xian's gaze was cold, or it could be understood that because 'Sang Honggu' didn't dare to look at Han Xian's eyes, he would hide his fear with a crazy smile.

Since people want to laugh, of course, Han Xian can only make him laugh with a cold face.

"Khooth!"

Han Xian slammed the spear to the ground, his fingers had gathered, his fists were clenched lightly, his arms naturally drooped, and the rising sun poured a little bit to pull the great shadow long.

The clanging of the guns is unique everywhere, even in the midst of maniacal ridicule.

'Sang Honggu' must also want to make his expression more serious, but pretending must be very tired, and of course he will not deceive himself.

Is it because I have been laughing for too long that the corners of my mouth twitch a little?

The cold and narrow eyes stared at Han Xian suspiciously, and ill intentions had already spread on his face, of course 'Sang Honggu' wanted to kill Han Xian, but in his opinion, what method should be used to kill Han Xian at this moment?

In fact, 'Sang Honggu' was still a little surprised, in his eyes, it should be said to be a kind of stupidity, that person actually threw away the spear, isn't that equivalent to grinding the claws himself?

Hehe, in fact, in his eyes, what is the difference between Han Xian with a spear in his hand and a child with a gun in his hand, maybe his fist wind can blow him down.

Since he was standing here, Han Xian must not know what escape was?

Is he not afraid?

A smile is so clear in the sun, should you be afraid, and why should you be afraid, when you step on the earth, you dare to put your hand on the stone wall, you are not afraid, and now you dare to step on the dragon platform, and you dare to remove your hand from Shenfeng, and there is no fear.

Or rather, maybe Han Xian, who was standing on the edge of Longtai, was afraid.

But inexplicably, standing here, I actually thought about a trace of fear in my heart.

Whether it was the former Sang Honggu or the current 'Sang Honggu' looked at Han Xian, he hated it deeply, and his teeth were gently grinded, but he wanted to stuff Han Xian's head into his mouth and chew it carefully.

There is an echo of courage in his heart, where his feet are stepping on, no matter who it is, Han Xian can be proud, because here, there is zero gap between himself and his eldest brother Guan Hanning.

And how can you not fight hard for this glory, as for why he inserted the spear into the soil, the same Han Xian didn't know, but he felt that his hands were enough for the face in front of him.

There is the eternal sunrise here, and the sun seems to have never moved, but it was indeed ruthlessly left behind by Han Xian.

The shadow was moving little by little, the footsteps were raised again and again, and they landed steadily on the dragon platform again and again, and the patience had long been exhausted in waiting.

It was slight and silent, but all this was not the case in the eyes of 'Sang Honggu', this was a crisp slap in the face.

This person didn't stand and wait for himself to kill, but dared to send him to death with a hateful face, and if he didn't do it, he would definitely feel sorry for himself.

Han Xian sneered, his gaze was always locked on that face, and sure enough, he succeeded, obviously he didn't have his own patience, so he could stroll around.

'Sang Honggu' had a light tap under his feet, and he rushed towards Han Xian.

All this seems to have nothing to do with Han Xian, his feet are still steady, still gently raised and slowly falling, from the eyes of those arms, all this is inseparable from Han Xian, although he walks comfortably, but his arms have not swung for half a minute, and his strength has been hidden for a long time.

Whether it is Han Xian's body or that face, it seems to be a superposition of hateful and hateful to 'Sang Honggu'.

He thought he would give up the idea of slashing his throat with Han Xian's own ribs, and such a change was because that face was really hateful.

In the process of running, the fists have long been clenched, and the target is, of course, the head.

"Haha, die, silly boy!"

Han Xian's face was full of sneers, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "It seems that you still can't recognize what kind of world this is. "The shadow of the fist in his eyes is magnifying little by little, 'Your strength is strong, but will I be a stupid hat?'

"Whew!"

'Sang Honggu's face jumped, the expected shattered head was actually suffered by the air on its behalf, full of hatred and ruthlessness all fell into the air, and the pain was conceivable.

In Han Xian's opinion, it is strange that the punch can hit his face, and when he swings the punch, he still has the leisure to talk, isn't that looking for death?

'Sang Honggu' wanted to smash Han Xian's face, and Han Xian wanted to smash his fist into the efforts of Meng Yiguang and Wu Jitang in such a position, it was absolutely impossible.

The sharp fist style brushed Han Xian's face, such an opportunity can be said to be given by 'Sang Honggu', and it would be too undeserved if he didn't return the gift.

The power above his arms had already gathered in his fists, and Han Xian, who had dodged the fist of 'Sang Honggu' sideways, had already been ready for his fist.

At this moment, Han Xian's gaze was the real ill-intention, and the corner of the eye of 'Sang Honggu' must have been opposite, and a hint of coolness was fixed in the bottom of his heart, but now his tail still wanted to struggle, it was too late.

"Bang!"

This sound was particularly heroic, Han Xian's fist smashed the neck on the side of 'Sang Honggu', and his huge figure was smashed crookedly.

Blood suddenly spilled from the scale armor, and the bright red on Han Xian's fist was indeed not his, but the glory of his own blood.

"Ahh

How could 'Sang Honggu' not be angry, Han Xian was an ant in his eyes, but the damnable thing was that he was actually punched by the ant, and what was even more odious was that he was actually smashed by him.

Hmph, this is an opportunity given by others, for Han Xian, this is the beginning of joy, and it is also the beginning of the nightmare of 'Sang Honggu'.

Want to run?

Han Xian, who has gained momentum in one move, how could he give him this opportunity, I have long looked at the tail unpleasantly, and with a leaning body, Han Xian actually had the audacity to grab the proud tail of 'Sang Honggu'.

Anger is added to the fire, and the facial features are already distorted.

Those who dare to think, of course dare to do it, in Han Xian's opinion, this tail is his life, if he is lucky enough to hold him in his hand, he may not be able to dominate the dragon platform, but it will definitely make the enemy feel painful.

'Sang Honggu' hated Han Xian so much that his body wanted to turn, so he wanted to take out Han Xian's heart.

But he didn't forget that his big tail was still in Han Xian's hand, and with a sharp pull of his hands, 'Sang Honggu' was stunned, and before his body could turn, he was pulled back by Han Xian.

This was just the beginning, the tail was already straightened, and Han Xian pulled it as if he was holding a spear in his hand, and stabbed forward very roughly.

'Sang Honggu' is also fed up, his footsteps have not yet stood firm, and now he is almost about to fall.

wanted to fall, of course Han Xian would not give him this opportunity, he pulled it in his hand, and his feet were even more ruthless, and he kicked down the crotch of 'Sang Honggu'.

"Ahh

This roar can not be said to be heartbreaking, after all, it is a very important thing for Sang Honggu's body, and as soon as his knees bent, his knees smashed on the dragon platform.

Han Xian raised his eyes, this was a God-given opportunity, and he knew very well in his heart that he was holding a tail that made him hurt at most, and if he wanted to kill him, it was basically delusional, and now that he was kneeling, didn't he show his head under his fist?

The sun is everywhere, shining on the arm, although there is no Dao power, but the Dao power is only a part of the 'Chuyang Fist', and the root bone god is still there.

The early sun, all hope, will definitely be able to dispel all cold, and now the clenched fist in the sun is Han Xian's hope, and he will also use him to shatter the head in front of him.

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