Why is there so much disturbance in the world?

Why?

Why did the world come full circle and come to square one? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Why?

And he struggled to go around and around in the midst of the disturbances, and finally found that he was trapped in a cage by others, why did he roar, he didn't give Han Xian a reasonable answer, and all he got was hatred.

Did the cage of origin trap itself?

Han Xian, whose heart was filled with resentment, already felt that he didn't have it, and the fist that was determined to smash Chu Yun's wall did not give up his original intention.

The man is still there, and he is still here?

The only change between now and then is just a thin veil in front of my eyes.

Can this veil become a fortress of Chu Yunbi's life, and can this veil block his fists?

Even if it is a hard fortress, my Han Xian's fist will definitely be able to shatter everything, and the fist will definitely be able to blast that person's head into powder.

The horror that had floated in Han Xian's heart had not yet fully gained a foothold, and it was suddenly burst into a force of invincibility, and at this moment, Han Xian's eyes flashed with a trace of self-confidence, and there were also a pair of blood-glittering fists to defend the dignity of self-confidence.

How could a person who was filled with self-confidence stop, and just when he was trapped in the array, his fist smashed towards the wall membrane that flowed like water ripples in the planet's trapped array.

In Han Xian's opinion, it must be able to shatter under the fist, but in the eyes of confidence, the thin wall has been broken.

Therefore, Han Xian's eyes did not linger on his fists or on the membrane from beginning to end, but bit Chu Yunbi tightly

At this moment, Han Xian's face was mixed with a bit of ridicule, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, this is his contempt for Chu Yunbi.

"Hehe~~. ”

It must be very weird, Han Xian's fist has not yet landed on the wall membrane, Chu Yunbi's ears actually unexpectedly heard Han Xian's ridicule and disdain, how can he dare to believe it, his eyes can actually hear it like his ears.

That fist, or Han Xian's confident face, made Chu Yunbi tremble in horror, how could he dare to believe it.

Why do people trapped in cages still have such confidence?

Shouldn't he be more panicked!

And he, Chu Yunbi, must have wanted to ask, why is Han Xian's fist so powerful?

And why is the ant in the eyes of the mole ant in the eyes of the giant at the moment, is the ant detached into a giant, or is the giant himself small and an ant?

So many questions have completely knocked Chu Yunbi into a fool, those eyes, that face, almost dementia.

Chu Yunbi saw all the faces of Han Xian clearly, and the disdain on his face was even stronger, and he was even more convinced in his heart that the small array set up by such a despicable person would use to trap him.

The demented person almost whispered, "Don't~~." ”

Chu Yunbi's wheezing was inaudible.

At least with the sound of a loud fist flashing with confidence.

"Boom~~"

Is the light shining, are the fragments of the exploded formation roaring into the sky, are the heads of demented people shattered, and the confident fists shatter the humble formation?

No, nothing!

The confidence on Han Xian's face was like a stalk in his throat, and before the confidence on his face had completely subsided his disdain, he had already landed this wonderful gaze on his fist.

Why?

Fist must have wanted to ask why, Han Xian stared at him with such a look, was this mocking his powerlessness with confidence?

Stunned, right?

Chu Yunbi almost stunned his jaw to the ground, he couldn't close it for a long time, and at this moment, his originally dull eyes immediately flooded with a strange look.

And it was the ridiculous farce created by Han Xian's hard work that made him get back a bright smile from his stunned whispering: "Haha, idiot!"

Chu Yunbi looked at Han Xian with a witty expression, and said with another faint mockery in his mouth: "Hehe, how can you break the Yuheng Array, don't say it's you, even if the thieves are trapped in it, they can only wait obediently for the sake of falling." ”

Is Han Xian godless?

On his face, the disdain didn't know when it dissipated, but the light of confidence was indeed undiminished, and he must not have heard Chu Yunbi's analytical words.

This time, the eyes of the confident man paid attention, and his gaze fell solemnly on his fist.

At this moment, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and the blood light on his right arm surged like a river of blood, and at this moment, the fist was the vanguard of the river of blood, without hesitation, it was raised to fall.

"Broken~. ”

Chu Yunbi's eyes once again replaced his ears, turning the look on Han Xian's face into a voice into the bottom of his heart, and when Han Xian's fist was raised, the smile on his face disappeared strangely, and he who should have been full of confidence in the formation did have a worried look again, but when the fist fell, the smile bloomed enthusiastically again, and there was no doubt that this worry was unnecessary.

"Boom~~. ”

Long Bitai was trembling, and everyone was shocked, wondering if Han Xian had gone crazy again.

The confident person was a little godless, his eyes fell on his fist in disbelief, it turned out that he was not as invincible as he thought in his heart, it turned out that he was not as invulnerable as he thought in his head.

This expression must be the color that the trapped person should really have, Chu Yunbi's eyes fell on Han Xian's godless face, and he said indifferently: "Hehe, why don't you jump, Yuheng is the formation set up by the heart master himself, just you, it's ridiculous, it's better to stay in it and recuperate." ”

People are still godless, and Chu Yunbi's voice still hasn't fallen into Han Xian's heart.

His gaze fell on his fist, and there was indeed a trace of excess color in those silent eyes, was it the scorching breath of blood?

He was a hot face, but it was not blood, but a trace of anger, it started from the bottom of his eyes, and in a short moment, it occupied Han Xian's entire face.

The power of the 'Demon Knife' is not so useful, every trace of its power carries the aura of blood.

And this blood has penetrated into Han Xian's brain with the futility of his fists again and again, and has already crawled into his heart, at this moment, not only Han Xian's body is trapped in the cage, but his heart has almost become a caged bird.

The Demon Knife didn't do anything.

His existence was meant to be reserved for those who could keep their hearts.

But now Han Xian is in the defeat of self-confidence and the loss of the siege, how can this heart still hold on, the anger on his face is aggravated at all, and the heart defense is indeed disintegrating point by minute.

And all this, the Demon Knife just looked at it indifferently, it didn't care if its own blood would turn Han Xian into a walking corpse.

There are not a few walking corpses who have achieved the 'Demon Knife', and Han Xian is indeed only the one whose heart is the easiest to lose, and he was lost in it just after he was given the opportunity.

Do you blame yourself?

Hehe, it's better to blame himself.

Those who couldn't believe it didn't want to believe such a result, and the anger on their faces ignited the madness that had just converged, their eyes burned blood, and a pair of fists hit the wall membrane of the Yuheng formation like raindrops.

Does it work?

If you can, and if someone reminds you, this madness will definitely make Han Xian smash his head as a fist on the formation, so as to add a sense of madness and write a sense of sadness.

But is it still useful, is Han Xian's madness useful?

The answer, of course, is yes!

The fist landed on the wall membrane without even a trace of formation scattering, but these were so simple that they were obvious, but Han Xian's blood-red eyes were indeed invisible, and they couldn't stop the powerlessness and sadness of the fist rushing forward and one after another.

"Haha~~~. ”

Chu Yunbi looked at the sky and let out a long roar, undoubtedly in his opinion, the outcome was decided, and he successfully had the last laugh and took Han Xian's treasure medicine into his pocket.

"Ning, don't mess up. ”

Que Wei's anxious roar suddenly exploded in Chu Yunbi's ears, and his face was suddenly startled, and he must have remembered what he was doing in his heart, and his eyes hurriedly swept towards Guan Hanning.

"Whew~~. ”

Luckily, the man was still there.

Chu Yunbi suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and the joy on his face flooded out again, good things come in pairs and pairs, Han Xian was captured alive by himself, and now that Han Ning didn't need to be a hindrance by himself, his condensation path can basically be said to be stillborn, and his smug gaze glanced slightly at Xiao Wangzhi and Que Wei in the air, and said happily: "Hehe, alone, defeat is a matter of time." ”

Is condensation difficult?

Of course, it will be very difficult, otherwise there will not be so many people stuck on the neck bottle of the Nine Realms of Dengfeng Wangxian, saying that it is already difficult, and every step of the way will be a detour, and if it is too ambitious, then it will undoubtedly add a heavier burden to one's body.

I hope that the Tao will be completed, and of course it will be glorious, but if I fail, of course, I will get only ridicule.

Chu Yun had already written all the disdain on his face, and his eyes fell on Guan Hanning's body and he sneered even more, and his mouth was already full of disdain, and he said: "Hehe, do you really think that you are qualified in the sky, you are nothing without the main soul of the Emperor Seal, and you dare to try to ascend to the heavens and the path of the emperor, it's really ridiculous!"

Chu Yunbi at this moment is really merciful, he actually just sneered and watched Guan Hanning die, a pair of hands was too lazy to pay attention to him, maybe arrogant He thought that letting Guan Hanning taste the process of dying in front of his eyes was the best torture for him.

Is it really defeated?

Guan Hanning, whose eyes were closed, must have felt no, but his deeply furrowed brows must have been thinking hard about where the chaos was, there must still be hope, the defeat was not complete, and he would definitely succeed.