Chapter 631: Martial Immortals: Battle Obsession

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Every blushing 'like' is hard.

But.

Now Yue'e finally said that she liked it, but Han Xian did say that she was not gentle enough.

"Hehe~~. ā€

Laugh.

Han Xian's hot face was smiling, but this smile was just an expression of panic in his heart, and Han Xian was panicked to show his expression at this time, so he could only laugh.

"Hehe~~~. ā€

Smile and feel sad.

Han Xian's gaze quickly wandered over Yue'e's face, and the color he saw was expected.

Yue'e clenched her teeth and clasped her lips, and at this moment, her red outfit really became the foil of the shame on her cheeks, it was red, it was a bewitching red.

If only that's it.

Then she will definitely be a dignified woman in the eyes of any person.

However, these.

These are just the slight colors on her face, and there are more important countenances, although Yue'e's eyes are lowering, but Han Xian can really feel the fierce light flashing in it.

"Whew~~. ā€

Breathing, burning breathing.

In Yue'e's breath, Han Xian had already felt a trace of blood-cold breath from his surroundings.

In front of me was a woman.

But now she is about to become a crazy woman soon, and this cold madness is not only felt by Han Xian, who is close at hand, but even everyone in the audience is aware of it.

But the eyes that lingered left and right fell on Han Xian's face with Yue'e, and they were really happy in their hearts, and the stealing drama was about to start.

Similarly, Qing Yi's gaze also fell on Han Xian's face, and her heart was full of sighs, and her expression was even more silent.

"Whew~~. ā€

Hit your ears and breathe heavily.

Listening to the breathing, Han Xian's body trembled slightly.

His eyes hurriedly stared at Yue'e's face, and his expression was very vigilant.

Her head was still lowered, and after breathing, Yue'e didn't seem to have changed at all, and only the blush on her face was more beautiful.

Gnashing teeth.

Gnashing your teeth.

Seems to be decisive.

Faint as a mosquito, he said, "I have been gentle, but why does he still avoid me?"

"Huh~~~?"

"Huh~~~?"

Yue'e breathed hot and dry, and even her breathing at this moment seemed to be asking Wu Jitang why he was looking for various reasons to avoid himself.

Why?

Han Xian listened to this 'why' is a silent voice with a worried face, and I don't know.

A pair of eyes rolled wildly, flashing quickly and very quickly from Yue'e on the stage, and instantly fell on Qingyi's face with a full face of help.

Look at her.

Look at him.

"Hehe~~~. ā€

In the face of Han Xian's request for help, Qingyi really pursed her lips and smiled, without making a word.

"Hehe~~. ā€

Helplessly, Han Xian also smiled, this smile should be regretting, regretting that he said that he knew Wu Jitang, and he knew him, but if there was a next time, he would definitely not say that he recognized him, and he would not say that he recognized a woman if he was killed.

"Hey~~~. ā€

Sigh of relief.

Yue'e sighed, full of mourning.

After sighing, the blush on his face receded a minute, and he said, "I have solved this matter by myself." ā€

"Right~~!!"

Unprecedented, a stroke of genius.

Han Xianzheng was at a loss, and when he suddenly heard such a sound, it can be said that it was a long drought and a sweet rain, and he hurriedly made up for it in his mouth, saying: "It's better to solve this kind of thing by yourself." ā€

"Hehe~~. ā€

Yue'e raised her eyebrows.

"Hey, hey~~~. ā€

provoked a sneer.

When Yue'e heard Han Xian's analysis, she raised her face and saw a cold, and the corners of her mouth were even more sneering, and Han Xian, who was staring at Han Xian with a sinister look, suddenly felt a little creepy.

Eyes widen.

Han Xian's eyes widened, saying that he was not afraid.

Yue'e looked at Han Xian's forced composure, her heart was full of amusement, and said, "Hey, there are still unfinished things between us." ā€

"Uh~~. ā€

His eyes twitched, his mouth trembled.

Under the battle stage, the eyes of many senior brothers fell on Han Xian's face, there was admiration and jealousy, and he was not satisfied with being able to win the favor of Senior Sister Qingyi, he actually had a leg with Senior Sister Yue'e, such a man is so happy, such a man is so hateful.

And the sisters of the same sect looked at Han Xian and were angry, and secretly scolded in their hearts: "The prodigal son of the prodigal son, the shameless thief. ’

This sound is heart-piercing.

"Heh~~. ā€

Han Xian gritted his teeth and sneered, his eyes were mixed with fierce light, such a look should be asking Yue'e in disguise What do you mean by this.

"Hmph~~. ā€

The abrupt Yue'e snorted lightly, the smile on her face instantly evaporated, and the majesty between her eyebrows paused and whispered: "I won't show mercy to my subordinates, not to mention that you know so much." ā€

"Whew~~. ā€

Hearing this, Han Xian let out a big breath in his mouth, and suddenly his expression showed a little relaxation.

What is it for?

Of course, it's the Great Comparison of the Divine Court.

"Hum~~. ā€

But before the smile was fully unfolded at the corner of Han Xian's mouth, a blood meaning suddenly pressed on him, and Yue'e sneered in his ears again, and said, "It seems that you have been away for too long, but it's okay to leave, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see you here today, hehe." ā€

What does this mean?

The meaning is clear, but Yue'e is saying that with Han Xian's carelessness, if he was in the Wuxiang battlefield, he would have died thousands of times.

Such an assessment is very pertinent.

Such an evaluation smashed on Han Xian's body, and his face was red.

"Hmph. ā€

The pertinent words were destined to be difficult to hear, Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, and his eyes immediately fell on Yue'e's face with coldness, and he said, "Thank you for reminding me." ā€

"Oh, there's no next time. ā€

Yue'e whispered.

"Blood. ā€

Yue'e suddenly let out a low roar in her mouth, and the blood history that suddenly shrouded Han Xian's body was as if the essence was bloody, the air was slightly red, and Han Xian was trapped in it, and the tearing force in it was attached to her body like a quagmire, as if it wanted to drag itself into the abyss.

"Heh~~. ā€

"Is that all?"

In this regard, Han Xian sneered and roared in his mouth: "Rifeng." ā€

"Hum~~. ā€

After finishing speaking, the Domain Taiji Diagram jumped out of Han Xian's back, and the blood history covering his body was immediately empty, but just as Han Xian had just finished doing all this, Yue'e's voice rang out again.

"It's coming. ā€

What's coming?

"Boom~~. ā€

Cold air, angry roaring, the corner of Han Xian's eyes twitched fiercely, in his eyes, Yue'e's delicate body shook, raised her arm and punched out angrily towards herself, and suddenly a huge blood-colored fist appeared in the air, and it was directly crushed in the whistling.

"It's good to come. ā€

Han Xian was not angry but happy, his eyes glanced at the blood-colored fist, and instead of retreating, he stepped out, and the fist was already in his hand.

The fist wind is blowing in front of you.

Strike out.

"Bang. ā€

Seeing the sound of the bones crackling, under Han Xian's punch, the blood fist condensed by Yue'e suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist without even holding on for a moment.

"Hehe~~. ā€

Laughter.

A sneer came from the blood mist.

"Not good. ā€

Hearing this, Han Xian's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly wanted to withdraw his fist and turn around to defend, but just when Han Xian just wanted to move, in the blood mist in front of him, the figure shook, and Yue'e's face appeared directly in front of him.

"It's late. ā€

Her words, her voice.

Her body was already moving as she spoke.

"Bang~~. ā€

The trembling of the body is the pain of the flesh and skin, and just when Yue'e's words just sounded, Han Xian's chest was kicked by her in the heart, and his body suddenly rolled far away like a broken ball.

This roll, Han Xian rolled directly to the edge of the battle platform before stopping, but if he had a choice, Han Xian would definitely choose to roll further.

This roll, not only is Yue'e's leg strong enough, but also that Han Xian wants to distance himself from Yue'e, and he undoubtedly knows very well in his heart that he has fallen into passivity, if he does not take the opportunity to retreat, he will definitely fall into the quagmire if he stays in it, and the price he pays will definitely be greater.

"Hehe~~. ā€

But at this moment, Yue'e really didn't move, her eyes fell on Han Xian's frightened face, and she couldn't help but have a little approval in her expression, and said, "It's quite a bit of a brain." ā€

"Hmph. ā€

Han Xian gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

His eyes stared coldly at Yue'e's face, and he roared, "It's my turn." ā€

"Boom~~. ā€

The words stopped and roared, and suddenly Han Xian's body was magnificent, and the whole person exuded the early sun and dusk, and smashed towards Yue'e like a comet clasping the ground.

"Shall I be afraid of you? ā€

Yue'e whispered in her mouth.

Yicheng tried to compare the needlepoint calendar, or Mai Mangfeng.

She jumped under her feet, and blasted towards Han Xian with her fist and bloody intent.

There will be a time to meet.

Han Xian's eyes were cold, and Yue'e looked at him.

The eyes were already full of fire, and the ground exploded under the fist.

"Bang. ā€

The nascent sun fought against the fist of blood, and when they collided, the light cut space shattered brightly, and the blood-frozen air was cold, but how could the ice envelop the sun, it was eroded, and it was melted.

A woman is still a woman after all.

Under the fist confrontation between Han Xian and Yue'e, the brightness of the early sun became thicker and thicker, and on the contrary, the bloody red of Yue'e diluted by the early sunlight dimmed by a minute.

The signs of defeat are revealed.

The rout erupted instantly.

"Bang~~. ā€

Under Han Xian's fist, Yue'e held on for a moment, and then smashed into the battlefield like a meteor, and the entire battle platform trembled deeply in the roar.

Take advantage of her illness to kill her.

How could Han Xian easily give up such a rare opportunity to gain the upper hand, his fists clenched, and he raised his steps.

But just as Han Xian's footsteps were raised, Yue'e, who had fallen to the ground, rushed up in a hurry.

"Uh~~. ā€

In what I saw, the corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched deeply, and his eyes fell on Yue'e's body, and his expression was in disbelief, the more this person fought, the more courageous he became, but the hateful thing was that she actually hid it at the beginning.

When she rushed up at this moment, there was actually a Blood Martial Demon God on her back.

is a heavenly existence, and in addition to such a demon god, Yue'e at this moment seems to really want to go to the sky, try to be high.

Han Xian was not the only one who smoked his mouth, and many of the senior brothers in the audience were also wandering in disbelief, but unlike Han Xian's stunned, their expressions were indeed filled with envy, and they whispered in their mouths: "Martial Immortals, the blood intent has condensed into Martial Immortals, is she enlightened from "Tiance", why can't I watch "Tiance" once?"

Q Why?

Because you're too weak to qualify.

There is envy and jealousy, and there is worrying concern.

Qingyi looked at Han Xian and couldn't help whispering: "Brother Xian, be careful, Sister Yue'e has only realized the Immortal Martial Throne from the Heavenly Strategy with her unfailing battle intent." ā€

Do you hear that?

"Hmph, how could I be afraid. ā€