The loss on his face is a must, and at this moment, Han Xian can be said to have interpreted the loss of his entire body to the extreme, and there are blurred black shadows in front of and behind him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Han Xian knew that the place where the sun set hid the blood that had been lost for a long time.

But Han Xian's legs and feet knew that he had no choice, his feet were raised again and again, and he fell again and again, he was really reluctant, Yue'er got up, and the efforts of his legs and feet only moved Han Xian's body out of a dozen steps.

Although his legs and feet really want to rush into the place where the sun sets, maybe he can gamble his fate with his body, the smile under the moon is bleak, even if Han Xian's face really appears under the city wall of Shangwu, then he will definitely not be able to enter the Wuxiang camp.

Let's not talk about whether he has such a ability, if it really happens, the most he will do is to add some people to his funeral.

"Hey!"

The sigh echoed in the silent moon frost world, Han Xian shook his head slightly, or was he very helpless to climb up to the clouds, urging him to escape from this sad place?

Han Xian didn't want to, and Yun Qian didn't want to.

Its home is behind it, but it really wants to wander the world with this Han first.

Although he knew about other families, Yun Xiao still took a step, the defeated people, the defeated horses, what kind of momentum are they talking about, the moon will pull their shadows like lonely souls.

"Boom, boom!"

Yun Qian stepped lightly, Han Xian sighed softly, the black in front of him was also a black shadow, but Han Xian just couldn't find the motivation to move forward from the black in front of him.

Is it really strange that the anxious heart has been floating in the mind of the cloud mountain, this will not even appear a shadow, or is it that Han Xian sealed the 'cloud mountain' deep enough.

Such a beautiful place at this moment did not appear in Han Xian's mind unexpectedly, and his mind was full of sighs at this moment.

There is only the bloody singing of the place where the sun sinks behind him, and there is no laughter and laughter of distant hometown.

Yun Xiao walked forward step by step aimlessly, Han Xian's eyes were already closed, was he too tired to fall asleep after being disappointed, or did he want to enter the dense forest with dark and high branches to find the feeling of death?

The obviously dull head could not close his eyes with the black general Han Xian into Huangquan Road.

"Rumble!"

Yun Xiao trembled slightly, what kind of sound is this, I have forgotten it for a long time, the excitement in his eyes is indescribable, and Han Xian, who was stupidly thinking about fake death, looked back in surprise.

The expression is wonderful, the back of the head is empty, there is no ghost, how can there be any voice, I can't help but curse secretly: "Hell!"

He turned his head back while scolding, the smile on his face was the last wonderful, the rumbling sound was indeed coming from directly in front of Han Xian, Han Xian stood up high on horseback, just looking for who was coming.

Once, those eyes saw all black shadows and layers of shade, but this time it was different, the earth was shining mystically in the moonlight, and everything that had withered seemed to have gained life, so that it could breathe happily.

And at this time, of course, the most proud is Han Xian, because the person who comes is the hope of stepping into Shangwu City by himself.

Those eyes were already clear, not to mention the bright moonlight.

The rumbling sound also came from a horse, a divine horse that was a few points taller than Yun Qi, and Han Xian seemed to see the scene of the earth and rocks splashing and cracking under the hooves of the divine horse.

Indeed, he will be able to bring himself into the city of Upper Go.

Han Xian is very sure of this, but there is one thing that Han Xian is also very sure, everything still has to rely on himself, because Han Xian is also very sure who is coming.

is the Wu Jitang who wants to abandon himself in the wilderness, and it is the Wu Jitang who wants to abandon himself again and again.

The owner of the divine horse is him, maybe Han Xian will be surprised, why Wu Jitang will return later than himself, but this is the place where Han Xian should celebrate the most, if the person who came is not Wu Jitang, killing Han Xian can only blame himself for being stupid.

His face had slowly become cold, and his breathing had gradually calmed down, Han Xian's entire body at this time was like an unsheathed sword, but with the idea of fighting Wu Jitang to the death?

Of course, everything has to be fought for by yourself, by stalking?

Hmph, Han Xian felt that he had grown up, and this backbone needed fists to defend his dignity.

The hearts of the people have been decided, and Yun Qi is even stronger.

I must not know why the master will bloom so sharply, but what I know is that there is a master with a cold heart, and it is also happy to die.

There was no need to urge, when Han Xian's momentum rose from the ground, Yun Qi's iron hooves struck the earth with all his might.

The sound of the wind and the chaotic sound of iron hooves all disappeared into Han Xian's ears, and those eyes and ears were watching and listening to Wu Jitang, who was approaching quickly.

If he still dares to run, at the end of the world, Yun Qi and Han Xian can catch up with him.

The image of the skeleton condensed under the white moon, and it must have felt uncomfortable, Wu Jitang's eyes found the black shadow that was approaching quickly.

Who is here and what kind of mind is there, there is no need for too much analysis, Wu Jitang's strange eyes can also distinguish very clearly.

In Wu Jitang's opinion, Han Xian is equal to trouble, but the strange thing is when this trouble became kraft candy, and the ghost is not gone, no matter how you get rid of it.

Pulling out the horse and running away may be a trick to get rid of trouble?

Wu Jitang smiled, when will I be afraid, since others want to prove themselves, then why don't you give him this opportunity, the handsome skin is already cold.

Similarly, he has a pair of invincible fists, not that Wu Jitang is unwilling to use a spear, but he can't choose, the once proud spear has become a distant divine edge in Yiyang City.

Han Xian's face was clearly captured by his eyes, a sneer spread at the corner of his mouth, and he wrote in his eyes: "As you wish." ”

Wu Jitang, of course, Han Xian also saw it really.

Han Xian, who was stupid to this day, finally knew the preciousness of his brain, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched forward as much as he could, while his right hand clenched his fist backwards to gain momentum.

That left hand is Han Xian's biggest opportunity, and the five fingers that are stretched out tell Wu Jitang unsubtly that you can only use the five-layer Dao power.

But even so, it wasn't fair to Han Xian, you must know that Wu Jitang was a dignified realm, even if it was a fifth-layer Dao power, it was much more powerful than Han Xian's five Dao leaves?

But Han Xian is not afraid, and he does not need to be afraid!

At this time, Wu Jitang's face was completely clearly displayed in his eyes, for Yun Xiao's speed, it was only a blink of an eye, and Wu Jitang's fist had been accumulating strength for a long time.

At this time, the appearance of these two people gritting their teeth, how can there be the shadow of a former brother, it is more like an enemy who is very red when he sees each other.

The face is in front of you, how the fist is not hateful, like an arrow off the string.

"Drink, ah!!hhhhhh

The five fingers of his left hand were withdrawn, and his right fist smashed into Wu Jitang's face with a roar.

"Bang !!"

The sound of the bones crashing was terrifying, and of course it was not Wu Jitang's face that met Han Xian's fist, but also his fist, and sure enough, he was arrogant, and he only used five layers of Dao power.

At this time, his brows were already furrowed.

The fight between fists and fists did not achieve the purpose he imagined, then Han Xian was still sitting on the horseback steadily, and his body did not even shake, although it only used five layers, but the power of it Wu Jitang was the most clear.

Successfully stood firm, is Han Xianxi happy?

That face did not change in the slightest, even if it was the flesh and blood fracture caused by the fist impact, Han Xian's face was not moved.

Wu Jitang frowned because of the accident, but Han Xian didn't, after the two fists collided, he quickly retracted and smashed at Wu Jitang's frowning face.

How can this surprise be bearable, the boss's fist shadow is about to smash his cheek, but fortunately, Wu Jitang, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, did not panic, and quickly grabbed the fist with a dark energy in his palm.

Jiang is still old and spicy, although Han first punched, but Wu Jitang came first, successfully blocked in front of his face, and grabbed Han Xian's fist.

Does Wu Jitang think that the dark strength of his palm can protect his face?

Han Xian thought that he was thinking too much, and the fist crashed into the palm of his hand, and the dark energy tried his best to borrow Han Xian's Dao power, but the palm was built in a hurry after all.

As soon as the fist was in hand, Wu Jitang knew that it was broken.

Sure enough, the eyes were already black.

"Bang !!"

This sound is really brittle, after all, it is a face, but fortunately, there is a slight interception of the palm, and it is better that he is strong enough, although it is deeply painful, but Wu Jitang did not faint.

The blow was successful, of course Han Xian was greedy, and his left fist smashed towards Wu Jitang, and the right fist followed, the clouds were already dense on Wu Jitang's face, and the storm roared to break through the clouds.

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