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This is not my battlefield, what a ridiculous idea, so people are asking, where is their battlefield? The answer is yes, I don't know.

There was never a choice.

None of this was chosen.

Take things as they come.

Since you are still alive, of course you have to do something to live.

"Whew~~. ”

The demon is a good demon, especially under the reflection of the starlight of the Tiance Monument, the demon knife in Han Xian's hand is even more cold and abnormal.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

What's more, Han Xian is still a proud calf who has been teased and ridiculed by the tiger too many times.

Lifting the knife and jumping up, the momentum is terrifying like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the edge is unstoppable.

Do people see this barrier?

The changes in the eight formations, did Gu Jun, who was eagerly staring at the Xuanyuan Sword with a burning face, see it?

His eyes were chiseled, and every detail in the formation could not escape his eyes, how could he not see Han Xian when he was so big.

But.

Indifferent.

Seeing Han Xian's rise up, all the bull ghosts and snake gods who were watching were full of indifference.

This indifference is the same as not taking a look.

can't look down on it at all, in their eyes, Han Xian is a mosquito, so who has ever seen a mosquito that can shake the path of the goshawk.

Mosquitoes that don't know whether they are alive or dead don't kill themselves.

The sharp mangs emitted by the Goshawk Xuanyuan Sword could naturally grind him into pieces.

It's true?

The knife is coming, the sword is coming, everything will soon be verified, it is Han Xianwei who is like a tiger, and it will be the goshawk that crushes the mosquitoes and directly exterminates it into slag.

"Keng~~. ”

As imagined.

Imagined sorrow.

Under the shaking of Han Xian's efforts, the Goshawk Xuanyuan Sword really did not deviate at all, it was as steady as Mount Tai, and it was not changed at all that it had moved forward.

But what about Han Xian?

Saying that I am a mosquito is too contemptuous of me.

I am much stronger than too many people seem.

It's a hard pity that under Xuanyuan Jianfeng, he was not directly wiped into slag as too many people thought, although the blood in his mouth was surging wildly, and although his body was cracked, I was still alive.

Alive.

If you live, you will continue to build.

"Ah~~"

With a hissing roar in his mouth, there was no doubt that Han Xian was much stronger than too many people imagined, and he actually forcibly stopped his body from being shocked by the Xuanyuan Sword.

Resurgence.

The goal is there.

In coming.

The man is still the same person, and the knife is still the same knife.

Enchanting color, in the soft light of the Tiance stele, the bewitching color rises again, the blood is still the same, and the hot calendar is still the same, which is still just the foundation.

Sure.

It's stronger now than it was just now.

The blood in the heart is hotter, and the phantom in front of the eyes is blurred, this is the confusion of blood, the eyes are chaotic, but the heart that is still beating is not chaotic.

Know what you have to do.

Know what you have to do.

You keep watching, and I keep chopping.

Here I am, here I am.

"Keng~~. ”

Listening to the trembling, this time those old gods were there, and those masters who were in absolute indifference finally couldn't sit still, listening to the blades clashing and trembling, their faces couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

Dysphoria.

Mosquitoes are looked down upon by many people though.

But it keeps barking, and it's still very annoying.

"Whew~~. ”

But there is still no need for anyone to take action, just under Han Xian's hard regret Xuanyuan sword, this time he was successfully released again, and the blood stained all over his body was inch, this shape is so good.

"Whew~~. ”

Keling, put away your kindness.

"Whew~~. ”

Blood, spit, minced flesh, don't you see, I can still breathe, I can still breathe, I can continue to fight, since I am such a hero, then continue.

Keep watching.

I continued to chop.

did it, Han Xian once again stopped his powerless and dilapidated body in front of everyone, and even achieved a new upsurge and a comeback.

He continued to do it.

Those who continue to do it expect others to continue to watch.

Go on?

You're thinking too much.

You're already irritating, you've made so many ghosts, ghosts, snakes, and gods unhappy, how could they choose to keep watching.

"Hmph~~. ”

Gu Jun snorted coldly in his mouth, and immediately a lightning bolt burst out.

Urgent.

Fast.

It was faster than too many speeds in the world, much faster than the Xuanyuan Sword that broke through in the light of the Tiance Monument, and almost instantly pounced on Han Xian's side, which was as bloody as the sea.

But.

Those who continue to do it are unaware.

Such a person is almost insane.

He was no longer visible.

A pair of eyes covered by blood only know the target, only know how to slash desperately, as for the thunder and lightning on the side, I am already crazy, how can I care so much.

The knife is bloody.

The knife is raised.

Knife to slash.

For Han Xian, these are not very important, the important thing is that Gu Jun is thunder and lightning light, it is fatal, this moment is on his side, then the next moment will be on his body.

It's almost done.

"Hiss~~. ”

What was that?

The sound that made people's teeth ache made the cow ghost and snake god absolutely unhappy, and the voice that was absolutely frightened, just when Gu Jun and the others saw that Han Xian was about to be wiped into slag by the thunder and lightning, suddenly the thunder that they thought was going to fall on their bodies actually disappeared strangely.

Gone.

It's just gone.

So where did it go?

"Huh~~. ”

The sound of teeth cutting, Gu Jun's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of worry on Sheng Sushuang, who was almost trapped like a dumpling.

He's hateful, but he's terrible.

Undoubtedly, this man is terrible.

has become such a virtue, and he can still do the means of protection, and he can actually protect Han Xian from dying.

Unwilling.

Gu Jun's mouth is full of steel teeth, which is too unwilling.

"Hmph~~. ”

With a cold snort in his mouth, his eyes slightly turned to Han Xian's body with only resentment, and he whispered in his mouth: "Since you want to change it so much, I will fulfill you." ”

Fulfill?

What do you mean?

The meaning is right in front of you, right under the knife.

"Hiss~~. ”

The chaos of the blade, the trembling of the blade, and the face of the blade.

So beautiful is right in front of him.

Xuanyuan Jianfeng actually gave up the trajectory of killing Sheng Sushuang on his own, and the tip of the sword was raised by one point, it was recalibrating the target, so soon it found it.

"Hiss~~. ”

The cold in the cold.

When you point your chest, you are aiming at your chest.

But?

I'm crazy, how do I know what's going on in front of me, I just know that the target is, then I cut, then I keep chopping.

Not at all.

Not at all necessary.

"Hiss~~. ”

The demon blade was bloody, cutting through the air, and it fell, and there was not a trace of echo in its fall.

"Poof~~. ”

The sound of blood, the sound of flesh, the sound of bones, their intermingling is eternally loud and abnormal.

Although the sound is composed of various combinations, they should not be monotonous.

"Whew~~. ”

Ringing from his ears, the sound of the wind swept away again, this time it was still powerless, this time it was still **control, it was the **control of Xuanyuan's sword inserted into his chest.

The handling is successful to be released.

Again.

"Bang~~. ”

However, compared to Han Lie's carefulness, this time it was much more painful, this time it was a completely hard landing, and the body was directly pressed into the top of the tall Tiance Monument behind him under the release and drag of the Xuanyuan Sword inserted into his chest.

Nail it in.

It was the Xuanyuan sword nailed in.

Hanging.

Han Xian was hanging high with the blade of the sword.

So high.

This time it's cool.

It's hard not to cool down this time, how can you not be cool in the wind, even the crazy blood fever in your heart is slowly cooling down in this good heart with your back against the Tiance Monument.

"Heh~~. ”

The blood-stained face crawled up with a smile.

This is not its own battlefield, and if you force yourself in, then it seems expected that you will be nailed to death in the wind now.

Is this awakening really a dying awakening?

"Hmph~~. ”

Snort.

People who are dying, of course, the coldness of the body can't make such a cold sound, this is the color that belongs to Gu Jun's mouth, his eyes are staring at Sheng Sushuang's body with resentment, and he roared: "Do you think you saved him, he is just an ant, killing you is what we think, as long as you die, we can kill whoever we want, this world is mine, and our Shentian will definitely become the only emperor of this world." ”

Roar?

Why are you yelling so loudly?

This is not nonsense, such a crazy roar, because Gu Jun has confidence.

From the beginning to the present, he has been very confident, although the situation often wanders out of his control, but more often than not, it can be said that from the beginning to the end, he must believe that he will win.

It is he who has something to rely on.

That's why his voice is so loud.

The confidence is there.

Then it's time for his hole cards to be played.

The mouth opened wide again, this time it was definitely really loud, this time it was almost a loud decision, and the look was more like a kind of backwater battle that broke the kettle.

There is no turning back.

From the moment he calculated Sheng Sushuang, he thought that it meant that there was no way out.

Holding the hole cards in the hand, there is still confidence, but when all the cards are played, then the bright confidence in the heart can not help but hang on the symbol of doubt.

It must be done.

It must be done.

The crazy howl of the heart is what Gu Jun's mouth is really howling: "Wushuang." ”

Outside the roar.

The god of war punishes the sky, and the steps are unparalleled.

Hasn't his role been used up, hasn't he already sent Yakoe into the Eight Formations, so what are you calling him for now?

With such a big body, how can there be only such a simple task.

He is his own person.

For Gu Jun, he is a god and his own person, and this own person is much closer than the Ya clan who are in the same trench at the moment.

Own.

Nature will have its own usefulness.

Smell.

Bu Wushuang's huge body was deeply shocked, and the big axe in his hand opened and closed, directly shaking Han Lie who was sticking to his side, and after waiting for so long, it finally arrived.

It's better to know whether it's life or death.

"Haha~~. ”

Laughing in the mouth is the mouth of Bu Wushuang who is really laughing.

On the body, on the body that had been cut off the head, a black mist surged, and in the swirling knots, the face that used to be revealed, what was once there, is now there again, and the head is back.

Eye-to-eye.

Sweeping from Han Lie's face, he whispered in his mouth, "The rumors are not credible, and you are nothing more than that." ”

Negative?

Bu Wushuang is denying Han Lie or denying himself, after all, he is fighting with Han Lie until now, after all, he has suffered losses under Han Lie until now.

But he didn't die.

If Han Lie's rumors were true, he would probably have died too many times.

The rumors were not credible in the first place, what he said was true, but Han Lie, who had been laughing, had never spoken, and under his sneering face, God knew what he was thinking?

"Hehe~~. ”

Laugh.

Laughing is Bu Wushuang laughing, and in the laughter, it was he who took off the wine gourd that had been hanging on his waist.

What is he trying to do?

Drinking?

Now now, is it time?

Don't be greedy for a cup in life, it's easy to get drunk if you're greedy.