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Shen Erye's words flowed slowly in the air like waves.

Hear.

It was everyone who heard his good temptation, and this kind temptation also successfully lured everyone's eyes to Shen Kongming's face.

What does hating iron not make steel?

He.

Shen Kongming.

Shen Kongming, who is clenching his teeth at the moment, is a good explanation for this 'steel not being made'.

His face was pale, his teeth chattered, and the bones of his entire body trembled.

What is mud that can't hold up the wall?

Or him.

Shen Kongming.

At this moment, his surroundings can be said to be pointed out by Wanfu, and his clan uncle Shen Erye can be said to have good intentions for him, and the loud words of the roaring calendar are pointing everyone's eyes at him, what does this mean?

Of course, this is not to humiliate him.

In order to let the boy who has been in the greenhouse for a long time know what 'shame and courage) are. ’

But what a man, hey, sigh, full of sighs, the frightened man, no matter how clever the craftsman, could not lift him to the wall.

"Hey~~. ”

"How can this be?"

"It's a wreck. ”

"I'm afraid the Shen family is coming to an end, hehe...."

......

This ups and downs, endlessly.

Shen Kongming's surroundings were full of whispers, why was it whispering, because he was surrounded by people from the Shen family.

After all, acquaintance.

After all, if you don't see it when you look up, if you look down and see it, you can say something in a whisper, but if you say it too loudly, it will be the Shen family's own face that will be lost.

But.

Not only are there only people from the Shen family gathered here, but there are also various ethnic groups that are eyeing each other, and Shen Kongming's wine, meat, fox, friends, and dog friends are all there, and they are also standing in the same group as Shen Kongming.

Shen Kongming's color they saw.

Jeer.

The laughter was like a surge, wave after wave, but no matter how magnificent the laughter and ridicule were, Ming Guangqi and Shi Mingye became the mainstays of the terrifying waves, and there was no trace of a smile when their heads were lowered.

They are silent.

They are silently ashamed, and they are also synonymous with 'not making steel'.

The mud can't hold up the wall.

Not only Shen Kongming's share, but these sons and brothers with low heads also can't escape such constraints.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter.

The abrupt sound in the wave of ridicule, this one was good in the wind as soon as it started, and it instantly won the top of the mocking waves, and the laughter was unique, and the laughter was so yin.

Who is the one who laughs?

Of course, the only person who laughed was Han Xian.

Despise.

Han Xian's gaze fell on Shen Kongming's body with contempt and contempt, sweeping left and right, layer by layer.

What is this glance like?

Razor.

This is like a sharp knife that debones, moving back and forth, as if it can cut off the beautiful skin and flesh on Shen Kongming's body.

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, and his eyebrows changed.

The fist in his hand was clenched, and he blasted out at Shen Kongming, his face was unruly, and he whispered in his mouth, saying: "Waste, as long as you dare to come, I can shatter it with one punch." ”

"Uh~~. ”

It's like having a sense.

Shen Kongming, who was hanging his head weakly, was in pain.

Such a weak and crippled man used his body language to say to Han Xian over and over again, and even to his elders: "I don't dare, I don't dare to fight." ”

"Ahh ”

Tooth incision.

Shen Erye's eyes fell on Shen Kongming's body, and he wanted to stuff this waste bag into his mouth and chew it up, and swallow it.

The abrupt Shen Erye turned around and moved slightly, facing away from Han Xian, and his broad back even covered Shen Kongming's trembling body.

"Huh~~. ”

......。

Whisper.

The fryers of all ethnic groups have blossomed.

There were voices of disdain in Wanfu's mouth, although Han Xian's eyes were obscured, but the eyes of the masses were bright, there was no doubt that this light voice was proving that Shen Erye was playing tricks.

The contemptuous voice was not yet fully loud, and Shen Erye's roar became the only loud sound in the sky.

"What are you afraid of?"

Angrily asked.

What is Shen Kongming afraid of, isn't it obvious, he is afraid of death.

And at this moment, Shen Erye's feet moved slightly, and Shen Kongming's body appeared in Han Xian's sight again, will there be any changes, will there be changes under the strange tricks?

Amusing.

"Boom~~. ”

It's ridiculous to hear Shen Kongming's teeth trembling with fear.

Scare.

Han scared him first.

Scare.

And all the tribes frightened him.

Scare.

At this moment, even his own clan uncle is scaring himself.

Fear.

I'm so scared that my face is pale.

Fear.

I'm afraid that my pale face is dyed iron.

At this moment, Shen Kongming's face was withered and corrupted, and such a good-looking person was almost scared to death, and the breath echoing in his throat was already cold.

It's close to death.

Is it a man who used to show off his might and was about to be scared to death, can he still be considered a man?

"Heh~~. ”

The disdain on Han Xian's face had been magnified to the extreme, and he really couldn't bear too much, and his raised eyebrows seemed to be arrogantly saying, "I have won." ’

The sneer's upturned lips are likewise saying, 'I've won.'" ’

"Haha~~. ”

Han Xian, who thought that he had won, couldn't help but laugh out loud in his mouth, shook his hand and pointed at Shen Kongming's body, and the heroic words in his mouth directly crushed the past, and said, "Tongue-ridden waste, do you dare to fight?"

He heard.

Shen Kongming was hearing it from beginning to end.

"Ah~~. ”

It seems like a surprise.

It's like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Under Han Xian's selfless arrogance, Shen Kongming's whole person was like taking a big tonic, his face flushed and came to life, this job made him rush out of the group directly, the cold light flickered, and the sword rushed towards Han Xian.

Nice noodles.

Indignation.

Indignant face.

Madness.

The face of madness.

Cold.

Leng Li is the long sword in Shen Kongming's hand, and all the Dao power in Zhou's body is pinned on the long sword in his hand, what do you want?

Shen Kong Ming begged that he could stab Han Xian's heart with a single sword.

is even more begging, you can split Han Xian in half with a single sword.

Sting?

Live split?

There is so much to ask for.

Could it be that Shen Kongming didn't realize that what he wanted was too much, too extravagant.

"Heh~~. ”

Proud people, really proud, Han Xian's eyebrows were raised, his face showed contempt, and he whispered softly in his mouth, "Waste." ”

Scolding Shen Kongming is a waste.

Now Han Xian is arrogant and wants to really brand Shen Kongming as a waste.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind moves.

The wind moved under the feet of Han Xian, and he hurriedly turned into an instantaneous shadow.

Shen Kongming's eyes were dazzled, and his crazy expression was stunned, but he was not really stupid, at least the long sword that wanted to stab and split did not stop because of Han Xian's disappearance and his own stupidity.

"Heh~~. ”

I heard laughter in the stupor.

Shen Kongming immediately broke out in a cold sweat, but in this cold sweat, he was indeed pleasantly surprised, and Han Xian, who was in a hurry, appeared at this time.

This appearance made Shen Kongming stunned.

Where did Han appear first?

Under the sword.

He was actually under the sword.

Under the sword?

Shen Kongming's dullness was magnified into joy in an instant, that hateful face actually appeared under the sword, and that hateful body actually appeared under the long sword.

What do you think?

What else do you think, Shen Kongming at this moment didn't think at all about whether to stab Han Xian to death, or to chop Han Xian to death, as long as the result is achieved.

'Death' focus.

The results are the most valuable.

Shen Kongming only needs Han to die first.

"Die. ”

In Shen Kongming's roar, the sword light was like a dragon, changing the image of the waste he used to be, and he was radiant and alive, and he was a good boy who fought with a sword.

"Hehe~~. ”

And just when Shen Kongming roared and the cold sword light came out like a dragon, Han Xian under the sword actually sneered and disdainfully at the time.

Laugh.

It was a laughing Shen Kongming toothache.

Laugh.

It's laughing until Shen Kongming's meat is pumped.

The white face of the good sword boy was completely filled with horror in Han Xian's sneer, and he asked wildly in his heart: 'What is he laughing at, what is he laughing at?'

The question is still ongoing.

And Shen Kongming's panic has already begun.

Han Xian's face appeared under the sword, and under this sword, Han Xian's palm was actually poking out, what was the direction of this protrusion?

Forward.

What does it mean to move forward?

There was no one in the arrogant eyes of the caster, and Han Xian's hand was actually two fingers pointing at the immortal to guide the way, and he went towards Shen Kongming's long sword.

Want to die?

Han Xian still wants to taste the pain of having his finger cut off before he dies?

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted slightly coldly in his mouth with a smile, Aoli's palm was firm, and his fingers were probing the flowers, hoping to grasp the blade, everything needed to be verified.

And quickly.

In front of Weishan.

The 100,000 good sons and daughters behind Han Xian will witness the great moment.

Still fast.

Behind Shen Kongming, he witnessed Han Xian's arrogant capital, the sword did not change, the immortal pointed the way and the flower hand did not change, and the meat locked the edge, only in the blink of an eye.

The blink is coming.

The moment came.

"Zheng~~. ”

Confused eyes.

Stunned.

The air is still.

In the silence, the mournful roar of the blade echoed leisurely.

Four or two dials a thousand pounds.

"Haha~~. ”

As far as the eyes of heaven and earth can see, Han Xian has arrogant capital.

Han Xian laughed out loud, laughing that his fingers really clamped Shen Kongming's long sword as he thought in his heart, and he was witnessing the 'good sword man' Shen Kongming's stupidity like a wooden chicken.

He's really stupid.

Even the hand holding the sword was trembling.

In the trembling, the long sword that exuded a cold aura was scolding his master's 'wretched,' At this moment, this sword was not like Shen Kongming's palm was holding, but more like Han Xian's two fingers holding the sword body to support the long sword without falling.

Tremble, tremble, tremble....

Shen Kongming trembled in fear.

Han Xian's eyebrows rolled and swept on Shen Kongming's face.

"Haha~~. ”

laughed and whispered, "Break it for me." ”

"Broken!"

"Broken. ”

"Broken?"

The air is so naughty, Han Xian's words rippled in waves in the flow of air, swinging into every pair of eyes, and even more into everyone's heart.

Is it broken?

Han Xian, who was so arrogant, said that he had done it?

Is it broken?

With Han Xian's arrogance, he must be big!

"Haha~~. ”

Waves.

"Haha~~~. ”

The waves are surging.

This wave of sound directly knocked over Han Xian's arrogant body.

In the laughter, Han Xian's hand was there, and in his hand was Shen Kongming's long sword, the blade was still there, and this was the long sword intact, and the long sword was still caught between the two fingers, as if nothing had happened.

But everyone at this moment knows that a lot has happened here.

Break?

Pride.

Now, at this moment.

The sword is still there, if Han Xian's hand is not closed, then maybe the fingers are really gone.

"Whew~~. ”

Rushing like the wind.

Seeing that the situation was not good, it was Han Xian's fast running, and this fast was precisely witnessing how slow Shen Kongming's reaction was, if he could react when Han Xian and the others pointed out that they could achieve Haoyu, then Han Xian's fingers must be gone at this moment.

"You're cheating. ”

Han Xian, who was retreating, roared angrily.

And in this roar, Shen Kongming woke up completely, his face was full of pride, and his eyes were rippling with fairy light, as if he was about to break through the sky.

God is like a dragon and shaped like a tiger.

Shen Kongming, the former waste frosted eggplant, is a dragon spirit and a tiger, like a dragon and a tiger.

And what about Han Xian, who once looked empty of all the unbelievable things?

He's yelling, he's busy yelling.

"You are cheating. ”

Han Xian was still roaring, and in the roaring body, Shen Kongming held his sword to kill his side.

There was no word in his mouth, the long sword was cold and Han Xian couldn't speak, and at this moment, his situation was even more miserable, Shen Kongming's long sword was like a shadow, so enchanting.

"Hiss~~. ”

The blade of the sword rubbed the armor, the sparks on the chest were colored, the face was pale, and the shadow retreated.

"You are cheating. ”

The whole world is hearing it.