Although the night was cold, it was indeed not as cold as the frost on Shi Mo and Zhong Yuan's faces. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Shi Mo's gaze was on Guan Hanning and they climbed up the dragon wall and entered the clouds, and they couldn't catch their figures, and the gloom immediately covered their cheeks, but in the face of the enchantment, they could only swallow a bad breath.

Even if it is in the thick darkness, they can't blind their eyes, and the feeling that their eyes are limited by the night must have been lost for a long time, but Shi Mo is very confident, even if Han Ning disappears into his eyes, the rope of fate is still firmly controlled by himself.

But now it is impossible to keep them optimistic and laugh lightly, after all, things are a bit out of their own game.

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This is a great opportunity, a chance to understand Meng Yiguang, Meng Yiguang was swept by the dragon man Sang Hong's lonely tail, and the whole person was like a stump rolled up by the wind, blood was sprinkled finely, and the cuirass was chopped by him, which must have been unexpected, and he originally wanted to crush the momentum and establish a desperate trend in the hearts of others.

And now it's good, lifting a stone and hitting his own feet, his chest was cut and a little painful, it's just a trivial matter for 'Sang Honggu', but magnifying it is different in the eyes of others, you must know that you were injured in a simple move or two, and where did your invincible posture come from.

The already vicious face is even more hideous when added with blood, and as soon as 'Sang Honggu' stepped on the ground, he suddenly flicked, and his sharp claws were sharp, and he grabbed Meng Yiguang who was lying on the ground.

Is he dead?

Han Xian couldn't be sure, and 'Sang Honggu' did this to make up for the two knives, or to break the corpse to vent the anger in his heart.

Maybe Meng Yiguang is alone, but the enemy of the dragon man 'Sang Honggu' is indeed a group of people.

Just when 'Sang Honggu' wanted to smash Meng Yiguang's body, Wu Jitang took his courage and even took his spear to stab at 'Sang Honggu' who was projectile in mid-air.

Can 'Courage' Really Win?

Han Xian couldn't understand, and what he was thinking about at the moment was the damn rules, and he was even more worried about whether Wu Jitang would be considered a violation of the rules if he killed Longtai, and whether he would be directly wiped out.

The difference between Han Xian's solemn face was that Guan Hanning felt a great sense of relief in his heart, and said softly: "One-on-one, Meng Yiguang did not participate in the war. ”

A trace of helplessness appeared on Han Xian's face, it was obvious that it was not the rules that were holding him, it was the raised round battle platform in front of him, and his heart had already been raised, and he was never less worried about Wu Jitang, and he was still afraid of losing in the hands of 'Sang Honggu'.

But now I can only watch.

The anger completely diluted the coldness, maybe 'Sang Honggu' could choose to be more domineering, ignoring Wu Jitang's spear, and he would definitely tear Meng Yiguang to pieces.

From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, Wu Jitang was shouting 'Sang Honggu' must be so stupid, although it may not be possible to assassinate him without Xiangfeng, but Wu Jitang is confident and breaks a few ribs for him.

The bitter fruit that has been tasted a long time ago 'Sang Honggu' will never be in a stupid hat once.

In the corner of his eye, he saw the cold Wuxiangfeng, and even more saw the eagerness on Wu Jitang's face, didn't that gesture just want to find an opportunity in himself?

"Hmph, Yiguang still makes you feel pain for a while. ”

The mouth does not stop, the hands do not stop, the thick tail flicks in the air, and 'Sang Honggu' actually relies on this to twist his body in the air.

Wu Jitang understands the meaning of courage, and it is also expected of this, the eagerness on his face suddenly turned into a fighting spirit, the spear does not change, and the momentum is better than before, Wu Jitang's eyes are bright, and Meng Yiguang's efforts cannot be in vain.

That knife mark is his own breakthrough, as long as the bones are broken and the heart is pierced, then the hideous humanoid weapon is ridiculous.

With such a superficial intention, 'Sang Honggu' will not know?

But what can be said is that the dragon man chose this body, but he also chose the anxiety and brainlessness of this body, and he was once again arrogant enough to ignore Wu Jitang's spearhead.

The arm did not protect his chest, but wanted to use his arm to compete for the length of Wuxiangfeng, and the claw actually grabbed Wu Jitang's chest.

Did such a well-developed and simple-minded enemy make Wu Jitang breathe a sigh of relief, Wu Jitang must be very confused about such a fool-like behavior, because he is very arrogant, but arrogance does not mean that he is stupid.

In his eyes, the skeletal phantom smile on the body of 'Sang Honggu' was even more gloomy, as if the claw arms and skull teeth were about to bite his neck.

In Han Xian's heart, all this was very fast, so fast that the body of 'Sang Honggu' might be picked up by Wu Jitang in the next blink of an eye.

If Han Xian's eyes were to pay attention to Wu Jitang's eyes, he would definitely be very surprised, his pupils completely turned into a sneering black skeleton, but his eyes were still blinded by the victory he thought was about to come.

Skeletons are hateful, and even less credible, as Wu Jitang said to Han Xian, courage is the breakthrough, and now in Wu Jitang's view, it is the moment when courage determines victory.

'Either he dies or he is picked to death by himself!'

What kind of arrogance aroused Wu Jitang's enthusiasm, ignoring the cold teeth of the skeleton in his eyes, and even ignoring the sharp claws of 'Sang Honggu', he stabbed him in the chest.

Is anxiety really doomed to be brainless?

Even the living Sang Honggu would not be so stupid, a trace of treachery flashed under his angry eyes, and the green tendons on the arm in front of him burst out.

Han Xian's eyes were as eager as Wu Jitang's, while Guan Hanning's eyes were indeed unclear, but none of this gave him time to think.

"Die!"

I don't know how many times this roar shouted in the bottom of 'Sang Honggu's heart, but now he can finally shout out, although his arm is not long, but Wu Jitang has only one gun in his hand, and his whole body is full of weapons.

It was still the elusive tail, faintly swinging, the body of 'Sang Honggu' was actually forcibly raised a few points, and the momentum did not change, Wu Jitang's eyes were full of astonishment, and his hand sank violently, and the dragon man's claws actually grabbed Wuxiangfeng, as if standing on it.

And that's not the point, the point is that the claw arm that is already leaning forward carries a sharp claw blade towards the neck.

"Bang, pound!"

The sound of his heart beating in his throat filled his throat, and Han Xian's footsteps couldn't help but take a step forward, and a pair of gentle palms gently landed on his shoulders, and Han Xian shook his palms back.

Undoubtedly, the calm brain knows the existence of rules, but I don't know if Guan Hanning has noticed Wu Jitang's strange pupils.

The most real thing to see all this is, of course, Wu Jitang, whether it is a sneering skeleton or a sharp claw, it has not escaped his eyes.

Will this be the moment of death?

Everything is changing so slowly, in those eyes, the skeleton's sneer is getting colder and colder, and the cold feeling makes Wu Jitang feel that he is still the child who shiveres under the snowy night.

The slowly waving claws and the cold teeth in the opening, Wu Jitang knew their target, his throat, the claws wanted to cut through the skin, and the skeleton must want to taste the taste of blood.

For life, of course Wu Jitang cherishes it, how can he not hide, his body is slightly on one side.

Although he was hiding, the blood was still dripping.

'Sang Honggu's eyes were full of indignation, why did he think it was a must-kill situation, the man's face was already panicked, just when his claws landed on the spear edge, and his arm had not swept towards his throat, the man actually seemed to know everything in advance, and actually turned sideways to avoid the throat point.

Careless, he had noticed the strangeness in Wu Jitang's eyes.

Wu Jitang felt that his eyes were scratched, but he still felt very lucky, because it was his cheeks that were broken, not his throat.

Maybe it was the blood that dazzled his eyes, so that Wu Jitang didn't notice that the black skeleton in his eyes was only a thin outline.

But now is not the time to breathe, because 'Sang Honggu' is still stepping on the edge of the gun, and the other arm is even more eager to complete the unfinished long-cherished wish, and it is inserted into the chest.

It is impossible to wait for death, although the heartbeat is not calm, but the courage is not lost, the eyes are resolute, and the heart shouts: "Give me down." ”

And this wish is too simple, as soon as Wu Jitang's hands are loosened, Sang Honggu's body is short, and his right knee is raised, since the gun has not pierced the heart, then use his knee to break your bones.

"Bang!"

The crisp bone sounded, obviously Wu Jitang got his wish, but it was not 'Sang Honggu' who hurt, but he Wu Jitang, 'Sang Honggu's body was half-squatting, Wu Jitang's knees were on the sternum, but his hands were indeed inserted in Wu Jitang's abdomen.

"Humph!"

'Sang Honggu's body stood up little by little, and Wu Jitang's body was indeed sliding down little by little, until he was prostrate on the cold ground, and the blood on his fingers and claws fell on Wu Jitang's face one by one.

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