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Wow!

Radiant moments.

At this moment, bathed in the blood of the enemy.

Among them feel confident, among them feel proud, among them people are confident, proud, as if they can trample the world under their feet.

"Ha~~. ”

Han Xian smiled.

"Haha~~~. ”

Han Xian laughed.

I finally won, I was so defeated that I could finally win once, and this time I won so bloody, the air was filled with blood mist, and the seven bodies condensed by Mingguangqi were mourning the sky, and the blood was chaotic in the sky.

Han Xian was among them.

The blood around him is the proof of the strong, and this blood demon red is a powerful proof of his victory, and it is precisely because of their existence that his victory will really show off his might.

"Haha~~. ”

Han Xian was still laughing, Han Xian still wanted to laugh.

After all, such an opportunity is rare, and people laugh wildly in the blood confusion.

Han Xian's arrogant laughter seemed to be asking in disguise whether the world had seen his victory, and even more so asking if the people of all ethnic groups in front of Weishan had seen it, and even more as if he was asking, did the Yuce 100,000 sons behind him see it?

Did they see it?

Eyes open.

Everyone's eyes are open, and the eyes that are open are carefully looking at every cold hair of Han Xian, which is carefully looking at all the colors in their eyes.

Everybody is so careful.

This carefulness did not even let go of Han Xian's pores, and indeed only the blood mist that swirled around Han Xian was abandoned, as if they did not exist.

Awake.

Awake.

Yu Cejun, who was open-eyed, roared in every heart: 'Why, this person is so uncontrollable, can't he see the strangeness, is he a fool?'

See.

See.

In front of Weishan, the heroes of all ethnic groups saw it in a sneer, and when they saw it, they couldn't help but whisper: "This fool is not saved, and he is stupid again." ”

There is something wrong with this, since you are a fool, it is understandable to be stupid.

"Hmph~~. ”

The color of the human face and the voice of the mouth.

Although Han Xian was in the blood mist, he could still hear and see clearly.

Just as he saw and heard, Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, and a trace of contemptuous disdain appeared, as if to say: "Ordinary people, how can they share the pleasures of God, they are only worthy of admiration." ’

In Han Xian's arrogant eyes, the eyes of everyone in front of Weishan, whether it was disdain and ridicule, sneering and sighing, they were just some unknown beings.

They are destined not to understand themselves.

And it just so happened to be.

I was too lazy to explain it to them.

"Haha~~. ”

The laughter returned, and then Han Xian's gaze patrolled the territory like an absolute emperor traveling through his own great rivers and mountains, passing by the blood mist minute by minute.

Crazy and happy.

God knows when bad luck will begin.

And now Han Xian is indulging, and roared again: "Who else~~~?"

Is this a question?

What is certain is that Han Xian must not have meant to ask, but the blood-stained air had already answered the voice as a question.

"And me. ”

"Hehe, haha~~. ”

Whose voice, whose laughter?

Ignorance.

What can be known is that although Han Xian's mouth is wide open, there is not even a trace of sound in his throat, and he can't cry or laugh.

"Hehe~~. ”

The laughter started again, and after laughing, the human voice was revealed, and indeed there was no human form, and he said, "Why don't you laugh." ”

"Whew~~. ”

The wind blows the fog.

In the midst of the surging blood mist, Han Xian's face was completely cold, as if he could freeze himself to death, his face was pale, his teeth trembled, and he was shaking with cold breath.

It's still in sight.

The surging of the blood mist is for convergence.

Yong Yi Fen is Ju Yi Fen, all this is going on under Han Xian's nose, watching it happen, and all this is completely unstoppable by Han Xian.

The blood mist surged and converged into blood.

Blood pools to make bones.

Flesh and bones, flesh and blood.

In front of Han Xian's eyes, he was slowly converging into a person, this person Han Xian was familiar with, and this familiarity was Han Xian's familiarity with that fat body.

"Hehe~~. ”

The laughter started again, but this time Han first saw the smiling faces.

The one who was shattered by himself.

And he was the one who had been smashed seven times, and he actually appeared in front of him intact again, Ming Guangqi, and only Ming Guangqi would have such a huge fat.

Eyes provoked.

Mingguang Qi's face was full of peace, but his eyes fell on Han Xian's face with sarcasm.

And he gently held up a piece of paper in his hand, and instantly Han Xian's eyes were attracted to that thing, and it was conceivable that the eyes of everyone in Weishan would definitely fall on Ming Guangqi's hands.

What is that?

That was the pride of Ming Guangqi.

"Huh... ”

Laughing and swaying, but in the swaying of the laughing flesh, the piece of paper held in Ming Guangqi's hand was indeed instantly shattered, turned into dust, and drifted into the air.

When it was shattered, Mingguang Qi rolled his eyebrows, and his gaze fell on Han Xian's cold face, and he whispered in a deep voice: "General Han, you have a good time." ”

"Huh~~. ”

Hearing the sound, Han Xian bit his teeth fiercely in his mouth, and his skin and flesh instantly became cold, but it was weird, just after a moment, a slightly arrogant smile clearly appeared on Leng Face.

said: "Heh, I had a good time." ”

Ming Guangqi looked slightly stunned on his face, and said, "Hehe, is it?"

At this moment, the smile on Han Xian's face became clearer, and he said: "I can kill you once, then I can kill you a second time, I hope you still have a chance to laugh." ”

This must be a joke.

Did Han Xian kill Ming Guangqi?

The shattered seven bodies represent his death?

Han Xian was just telling a joke.

Ming Guangqi listened to Han Xian's jokes, he didn't dare to laugh, and whispered: "General Han, just let the horse come." ”

"Whew~~. ”

The wind is moving.

Han Xian's body became an instant shadow at one time.

As then, the fist carries the power and anger, without the slightest change, and there is no superfluous fancy.

It is true that Han Xian is not the only one who has not changed, the standing Ming Guangqi is still standing, just like his seven bodies that have died into slag, standing is like fish on the anvil, let others slaughter, is this true, as long as it is a person, he will not stand stupidly and be punched.

"Hmph. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I'm still going to be fooled?"

What do you mean by that?

Although the meaning is difficult to understand, with Han Xian's firm will not to change, he can also judge the meaning of the words, his body does not change, his fist does not change, and this time he will definitely not turn around and run.

False, false, true.

Han Xian decided that the person in front of him was real.

Hope is true.

Han Xian came quickly, and soon Han Xian was able to verify whether all this was true, his body was close, his fist was close, and the strong wind was blowing, but Mingguang Qi's huge body did not move at all.

Didn't even hide.

"I won't believe it this time. ”

"Ah~~~. ”

The body roared, and the fist fell.

It's like a cover-up.

Cover up the frustration and loneliness that will come.

"Poof~~. ”

Shattered under the fist.

In the roar, Han Xian saw the broken face, and what he saw was that Ming Guangqi's face was pierced, and his entire fist was exposed, but sadly, there was not a trace of blood on it.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind blows.

Swing, swing.

It was the wind that swept past Han Xian's body, and the huge body of 'Ming Guangqi' was swinging, this wind was so magical, with such a huge volume of Ming Guangqi, it could be blown like paper.

Is it really magical?

The wind is a breeze.

There's nothing magical about it.

The amazing thing is that Ming Guangqi's body is basically a piece of paper, a magical paper with a sneer on his face, and what Han Xian's fist pierces is just a piece of paper.

Runes.

It's terrible, when they disappeared, God knows what despicable means they will bury in trivial corners when they disappear.

"Hehe~~. ”

Familiar laughter.

It must still be someone familiar.

Laughter came from behind.

Ming Guangqi looked at Han Xian's back, which was almost trembling with anger, and asked, "General Han, have you had fun, are you still unsatisfied?"

Teasing, what people hate the most is being teased.

But people do love to tease others the most.

Now, Han Xian is indeed the object of teasing.

"Ah~~. ”

roared angrily, Han Xian was crazy, his eyebrows were upside down, and his beard exploded, as if he was ignited by anger, and people were humiliated, and what he was holding in his hands was absolute shame.

The arm is strong and radiant and walks away.

"Boom~~. ”

Under the ignition of Dao Jin, the 'Ming Guangqi' hanging on Han Xian's fist instantly exploded into slag, and it became slag, overflowing with light, overflowing, and so warm.

"Ah~~. ”

Bright.

The electric flint is so bright.

But under this absolute brightness, Han Xian's absolute scorched black, like being hit by lightning, like being shocked by electricity.

This is not if, but Han Xian was really smashed by the thunder and lightning, and they were indeed ignited by Han Xian himself.

The explosion is the beginning of the paper skin 'Ming Guangqi' hanging on the fist.

At the end, Han Xian became a respectful face that was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Ming Guangqi's voice sounded again, and said, "Is General Han happy now?"

"Huh~~. ”

Han Xianya clenched his teeth, and his charred body slowly turned around, this time he was slow and cautious, as if he was afraid that some thunder mechanism would be triggered again.

"Whew~~. ”

When he turned around completely, Han Xian couldn't help but let out a long breath of hot air, and whispered repeatedly: "It's okay, hehe, it's okay." ”

It's okay, and the middle eye is immediately raised.

"Uh~~. ”

Eyes twitched.

"Hum~~. ”

The voice trembled into the heart, and the face was shocked.

What is it?

It was the rune in Ming Guangqi's hand that was constantly carved, his fingers flashed and trembled, and with a random stir, a rune was transformed.

Pieces are like the sea, like a halberd.

The Halberd was cold, and they were indeed gathered like bees in the cold.

"Ah~~. ”

Han Xian's mouth exploded, and the scorched black on his face could not hide the frightened paleness in it, and the color actually showed a little bit of it.

Han Xian, who was afraid of timidity, hurriedly manipulated the tiger talisman clasped in his hand, and the light on the enchantment flashed slightly, and a small door spawned out.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind blows warm.

The wind is slowly chaotic, and it is this small wind that can indeed blow the sky that Mingguangqi depicts to blow and shake, they are like pieces of paper.

They are pieces of paper in their own right, dangling and making their homes everywhere.

"Haha, thank you General Han for your kindness, you must wait for me outside Weishan, and I will definitely thank you in person when I come out." ”