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Under the layers of paving, we have come here.

The bitterness and anger can only be understood by those who have experienced it, these are not easy, let alone for people who are already arrogant in their bones.

It's an ordeal.

And now, people are still slowly boiling in boiling oil.

That is, in it, then the people in it have no choice, and it is not easy to live until now, so now we must continue to 'sell' and live well.

"Hmph~~. ”

There was a hazy mist in his eyes through the enchantment, which was like a curtain to cover his shame.

Han Xian looked at the back of Cheng Poming and entered Weishan, and snorted heavily in his mouth.

Raise your head and look at your eyes.

Han Xian watched cautiously as Cheng Poming's back gradually drifted away until he was completely blurred, and his expression on his face was slightly relieved that was visible to others.

"Hmph~~. ”

And in an instant, Han Xian's mouth once again let out a cold snort.

The nature is difficult to move, the cat in front of you, the ghost behind it.

The arrogant look was like a tide, and instantly hit Han Xian's cheeks, and he roared coldly: "I'm waiting for you, when you come out, I will definitely burst your bones." ”

Haoyu?

The arrogant face is spitting out idiots with pride.

Han Xian's voice was not shy about it.

Sonic waves.

He himself could hear his pride and hatred in his chest, and the sound waves, and the only remaining heroes of all ethnic groups in front of Weishan could also hear Han Xian's words.

But this sound fell in their ears, but it was not pride, they shook their heads helplessly with a smile on their faces, and they were all sighing at Han Xian.

Shameless!

It takes a lot of courage to be shameless.

In the eyes of heroes of all ethnic groups, Han Xian's shameless courage is definitely up to the sky, and people who have no skin and no face can definitely live well.

Sure enough, the current Han Xian is alive and well.

This is not to be shy about.

This arrogant language is still swinging in the air, wave after wave.

Who else heard?

The person who heard it was behind Han Xian, this was not heard by one person, it was the elite of the Yue Kingdom, and the 100,000 good sons and daughters of Yuce all heard Han Xian's bold words very sincerely.

"Hehe~~. ”

They laughed.

Their cold faces made them want to laugh.

'Han Xian. ’

'Run away from the general. ’

'Tongue and tongue. ’

All of Yu Ce's eyes were watching, all of his ears were listening, and they were very sure that the person who was using the Great Array Essence to replenish himself at this moment was not their own general.

But.

The ears hear.

The eye can see.

What he heard and saw was true, this man called Han Xian was his own general, and it was he who became the first general to throw his back to the enemy.

How hateful it is.

It's hateful that every son of Yu Ce is chiseled, and he desperately wants to snatch the tiger talisman in Han Xian's hand, because he is not worthy, and this unworthy is to find a subordinate from any corner and will be better than him.

But.

The tiger talisman is in his hands.

He is Yu Ce's general, and he must strictly follow his orders, even if it is wrong, it can only support him without reservation.

That's fate.

Han Xian's hands were holding the life of Yu Ce's 100,000 sons.

There were some things that Han Xian had forgotten again, and his eyes were bright and starry, sweeping every face of everyone of all races.

The shape seen is different.

But the meaning of what they presented was different, they were laughing, and this laughter was mocking, and there were several familiar faces in it that were laughing especially passionately.

"Waste. ”

Han Xian's eyes widened, and his cold expression was completely crushed on the speaker's face, and he roared in a low voice: "Slaughter pigs and dogs." ”

"Huh. ”

The man laughed out loud at Han Xian's vicious evaluation.

He bowed respectfully and thoughtfully to the left and right: "I'm sorry, Brother Ya, Brother Mo, junior brother, I will meet General Han who coerced the ten directions first." ”

"Heh~~. ”

A smile flashed across Yarenjo's face, and he whispered, "Please." ”

Although he said the word 'please' in his mouth, the chagrin on his face was also visible to everyone, and there was no doubt that he also wanted to take away the dignity that day had been lost from Han Xian's body earlier.

"Hmph~~. ”

Mo Zixiao didn't have the good cultivation of Yaliancheng, his face was gloomy, he snorted lightly and coldly, and whispered: "Ming Fatty, you'd better hurry up." ”

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughing is a fat head and big ears shaking.

Who is this man?

This person is Han Xian's old acquaintance, and he is Ming Guangqi, who Han Xian said in Xiao Wangzhi's mouth, 'the successor of the world's first Fu Xiu in the world tomorrow'.

He sits and eats meat, and does not appear fat.

When I was sitting, I couldn't tell how fat I was, but now when I was standing, it was simply the same fat ball from top to bottom, left and right, and all parties were the same.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughing and squeezing a lump of meat into the field.

Rock.

Fat shaking.

He smiled so happily, his smiling eyes were looking at Han Xian's gloomy face and smiling, and he whispered in his mouth: "Mr., you and I said goodbye that day, boy, I really miss it, and I am fortunate to see each other again today, hehe~~~." ”

The fat meat secretly laughed and added to the murder.

"Uh~~. ”

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, and a frightened look immediately flowed into his gloomy face.

Fear?

Han Xian seemed to be a little afraid.

His eyes fell on Ming Guangqi's fat face with a slight evasion, and the arrogant look on his face couldn't help but be a little stiff, this is a lump of meat.

A lump of meat from Ming Guangqi couldn't help but make Han Xian daunted.

"Hehe~~. ”

Mingguang smiled in his mouth, but in an instant, his face full of fat became solemn, and said: "Why I came, I guess General Han is clear in your heart, don't say much, please come out to fight." ”

"Whew~~. ”

The corners of Han's mouth twitched.

As far as the eye can see, Mingguangqi is full of fat, it is definitely a horizontal face.

The face flashed timidly, and the god flashed.

Han Xian hid in the enchantment, staring at Ming Guangqi's face with his eyes flickering, his throat squirming slightly, swallowing his saliva, his meaning seemed to swallow fear, and said, "I.... I....... ”

Stammer.

Han Xian's mouth 'I, I' stammered and couldn't speak.

"Haha~~. ”

Cachinnation.

The volume is large, and Ming Guangqi's laughter seems to be amplified by the layers of fat on that body, it is so loud, and this loud is like everyone in the world can hear it.

"Hmph~~. ”

Fat laughs and laughs.

When the fat is angry, he is ruthless.

Ming Guangqi rolled his eyebrows, his face was cold, he stared at Han Xian and shouted: "What am I, what do you want to say, do you want to say surrender, if it is this, I will gladly accept it." ”

"I.... I~~~. ”

Keep stammering.

Han Xian wanted to say something, 'what did he want to say' to need him to match such a timid and humble look.

'Surrender?'

Is it really what Ming Guangqi said?

How dare he?

As long as Han Xian dares to say these two words, then the 100,000 sons of Yu Ce behind him are likely to mutiniate immediately, and there will be no scum left to trample on Han Xian.

Although behind him.

But Han saw it first, and felt it even more, the burning meaning of the hot-blooded man.

Those two words must not be exported.

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, forcibly dispersed the fear on his face, and a trace of coldness came out, and he roared in his mouth: "I will definitely kill you." ”

"Haha~~. ”

As if hearing what he wanted, Ming Guangqi laughed out loud and said, "Okay, good, okay, I've been waiting for a day for a long time, and today I want to see how you, General Han, kill me." ”

"Whew~~. ”

As soon as Mingguangqi's words stopped, a gust of demonic wind swept over.

"Uh~~. ”

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, and his face was stunned for a moment, and what he saw in front of him was full of fat meat, and it was seven bodies of Ming Guangqi standing together.

"Hey~~. ”

"Haha~~. ”

"Hehe~~~. ”

......

They had different expressions, but they could only laugh endlessly, and whispered: "Dare to ask General Han Xian if he dares to come out to fight, don't worry, I still need to guard this Weishan, I won't kill you." ”

Seven mouths in the same voice.

Is it the seven loudspeakers that are all shouting whether Han Xian dares or not.

The sound is swaying.

Tone diffusion.

The sound dissipated.

Ming Guangqi's roar disappeared from heaven and earth, but at this moment, Han Xian was indeed still stunned in the midst of gains and losses, afraid, people were afraid to die.

Don't dare to move.

In fear, I didn't dare to move.

But too many people don't dare because they don't have any worries about the future.

"Kill him. ”

The wind and clouds change color, and the heavens and the earth roar.

When this roar was startled, even the heavens and the earth changed color, and everyone in Weishan was deeply stunned when they heard the sound, and they bore the brunt of it.

Who's going to roar?

Whose anger is it?

The anger came from behind Han Xian.

One hundred thousand Erlang made a sound, and one tone became a sound, which was roaring at Han Xian, and it was also proving that Yu Ce was still the pillar of the Yue Kingdom, and the general surnamed Han Xian was a 'waste,' but he was not.

In the roar, it is to prove to the world that if Han Xian dares to say the word 'surrender'.

Himself, everyone above and below Yu Ce, will slaughter Han Xian by himself, and he will go back to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor.

"Ah~~. ”

The roar bore the brunt of not only Ming Guangqi, but also Han Xian's backbone.

'Kill him!'

The words are like needles, like mangs, and they are deeply rooted in Han Xian's backbone, which should be awakening, the blood that has been sleeping in his heart for too long.

Bellow.

Han Xian roared angrily as Yu Ceerlang's roar did not stop.

The voice comes out, and the body comes out.

People become instantaneous.

This instant shadow was more like Han Xian being kicked out by Yu Ceerlang, and he appeared in front of Ming Guangqi in the blink of an eye.

Once faced with the nine remnants of the city's name, Han first turned around and ran.

Now, in front of him are the seven bodies of Ming Guangqi, all of them are huge, they are quite large in size, and each of them is intact.

"The same trick. ”

Han Xian said coldly in his mouth, he was tricked when he was fighting in the city, and now if he is being played, then he is really shameless to live in the world.

Now.

Pounce.

Soon, it was a fist in front of him.

This abruptness is that Han Xian is so brave, and Ming Guangqi is so stupid.

Without mercy, Han Xian's fist fell with might.

"Extinguish. ”

The mouth roared, and the fist went straight to the face, straight through the door of the head.

Brain extinguished.

White, red, black.

One is dead, and six are waiting to die.

Non-stop, Han Xian still has to work hard.

"Ruined. ”

Voice out, fist walking, carrying the experience to the chest.

Chest ruined.

White, red.

Two died, and there were five left to die.

"Broken. ”

Sound hair, the body is fascinated into a phantom, swimming spine, and the fist falls angrily.

Ridge breakage.

White, red.

Three dead, four left to die,

"Cracked. ”

Roaring, leaving the fist, running to the throat, and falling wildly.

Cleft larynge.

White, red.

Four are dead, and three are left to die.

"Fried. ”

Thinking up, the body is illusory, the fist is longitudinal, the heart cavity is gone, and the pride is carried out.

Hearts fried.

Red.

Five died, and two were left to die.

Non-stop.

"Death. ”

Juexian, the fist is like the wind, carrying the wind and thunder, and goes straight to the lower abdomen.

Abdominal death.

Black, red.

Six died, and one was left to die.

It's to kill them all, and not one is left.

"Die. ”

God is one, the mind is one, the heart is one and only, the fist is the last body, this is also their last punch, so do your best, the fist leads the gods to anger, with the Buddha Taowei, with the ghost calendar, bombardment of the whole body.

Destroy, destroy, break, crack, explode, and die.

All dead.

The sky is colorful, but red is the most demonic.

People are among them, like immortals, like demons, and like ghosts.

"Who else?"

"Who else in the world dare to ask?"