It's unreasonable.

It shouldn't be so flexible, how can you change so quickly, just now, my knife blocked your kick, and your strength sank in my expectation.

But what is so terrifying is that I was kicked away by you, and it was indeed covered with a familiar shadow on my head.

Greatsword, Shadow.

On the top of the head.

It seems to have been treated as a mosquito once, but the sad thing is that the mosquito is still a mosquito in a cage, and it seems to be waiting for the giant sword above his head to shoot himself into ashes.

Sitting still?

It is impossible to grit your teeth and bite it.

The giant sword descended slowly, I don't know if it was the skeleton deliberately teasing, or the behind-the-scenes controller deliberately wanted to play with himself, the process of crushing it was actually very slow.

It's as if air is a huge resistance, every inch needs to be very stable, every inch needs to be solemn.

Whether it's teasing or playing, it's an opportunity for me.

A pair of eyes flashed, looking, looking, looking, looking for a way to find a way.

Surprise at first sight.

"Uh~~!"

But the eyes finally found that it was indeed doubly cold, the yellow sand under his feet was so familiar, footprints, these two footprints seemed to be exactly the same as the ones left when he flashed away just now, so could it be those two?

I've seen it.

I looked left and right, front and back, up and down, and what I saw was exactly the same, there was no change at all, which made me not frightened.

The skeleton kicked.

Is it really such a ridiculous coincidence that its power is so just right, and it falls on the foothold it once landed so coincidentally?

"Hmph~!"

The shadow of the mask was very cold, as if I wanted to confirm it once, the figure was flickering once, and the feet were kicking the ground, and it was indeed rising from the ground.

Up.

It's like looking for death.

It seems to be awe-inspiring.

It was as if Han Xian wanted to test whether his head was hard.

Dodging up, it actually used its head to hit the skeleton's giant sword spine autonomously, mosquitoes, is the mosquito in the cage crazy, does it think that there is no hope of survival, so it wants to give up, want to start over?

"Whew~!"

Breath, I haven't lived enough in this life, why do you want to start over, on the way, there will be no possibility of giving up, and there is still life, continue to kill.

"Kill~!"

Biting the word kill in the mouth is killing it.

The eyes were blood-red, the slippery knife was forward, the demon knife was behind, and the eyes saw the giant sword blade getting closer and closer, and almost the next moment it was about to splash its brains, and it immediately became a boneless body, like a snake swinging out of the shadow shrouded by the giant sword.

It's out.

The sleepy dragon soared into the sky and roared very much.

"Whew~!"

It is indeed the wind blowing, the familiar voice, the familiar shadow is embellished on his body at one time, but this time it is not the legs and feet, but the palms.

The skull's bone-holding palm slapped it against its chest.

Pick and choose.

The corners of his mouth pouted with a sneer, and the strain to the skeleton seemed to be in his own expectation, the last time he was stupid and hard to pick up the skeleton, this time he had to learn to be smarter, although now it is a palm thinner than the legs and feet, but if he goes to resist it, it is certain that it will be a round of shadow hijab reincarnation.

"Whew~!"

The wind moved, and his body became a fleeting shadow, dodging the skeleton's fist and nodding his chest.

"Whew~!"

The wind is chasing the wind, and he has been hiding for so long without sticking his clothes, it is time to make his own move, his eyes picked up the skull's head, and he roared: "This is it." ”

The wind blows the wind.

The body is like a charm, and he really let himself be killed, the bones are in front, the head is in front, and he doesn't hesitate, and his hands are 'slippery and not sticky'.

But what must be described.

In the process of killing its own dagger, it was very clear that the head had also moved, and it greeted it on its own, as if it couldn't wait to check whether its blade was sharp.

Say hello.

Move one point.

Seeing this, his heart chuckled, his eyes were full of gloom, and an ominous premonition filled his heart, but the knife had reached such a point that it could not be taken away, and it could not be turned back.

"Ding~!"

The sound of fine shattering, this crisp sound is the sound of his own 'slippery clothes' knife killing on the skull, finely shattered, this sound is too slight, and the result it brings is too fine, too small, the skull is just clicked into it is already a negligible microscopic micro.

But it's better than nothing.

It's ridiculous to comfort yourself about this.

Because the crisp sound of trembling under his knife was crushed by a piercing majesty after the blink of an eye, it was still that place.

Where the skull meets the tip of a knife.

"Bang~!"

There was a loud sound, and under this loud sound, I saw a large bone break at the point of the skull, and I should have laughed at this, because it was the result of the big stupid man hitting himself, but in the end I really wanted to cry, because I was going backwards.

Its impact, itself was struck.

Suddenly, a strong force followed the knife, and through the hand, it crushed his body like a mountain, like a hammer, and struck his chest.

"Poof~!"

Blood is surging wildly.

"Bang~!"

With a bang, the face was covered, jumping up was a dodge, the dodge was so thrilling, and the landing was indeed so simple, it became a meteor, and the tail flame that sprayed blood stuck to the ground and fell into the scorching yellow sand.

"Whew~!"

It's not dead when he vomits blood, it's still alive in the yellow sand, and he gets up suddenly, and he spits out a few bitter hot sounds in his mouth.

"Whew, whew, whew~~!"

The uneven breathing and the shadows on the face are really unpleasant.

Under my feet, there are those two footprints again, and I still stepped on them, without even a trace of deviation, can I still think that this is a coincidence?

Once such a thought can be explained.

And if you still have such thoughts now, it means that you have given up hope of life.

Again and again coincidences are not heaven wants to kill themselves, if it is true, then what are you still struggling with, although the ambition is higher than the sky, willing to compete with it, that is strong in the future, not now.

And there's nothing wrong with understanding the shadow overhead as the sky.

Because I couldn't escape, I dodged and jumped, jumping up and down, but in the end I was still lying on the spot, which was a helpless naked mockery.

Shadow crushing, what to do?

Look.

The head was raised, and he watched the spine of the giant sword crush the air minute by minute, as if he was destroying his own vitality, his body was like air, and the shattering of those air was like a portrayal of his imminent fate.

Is that all there is to it?

I didn't move, and even my cold expression rarely changed, and I gave up?

"Hey~!"

In this regard, Xi Kaiming, who had been hiding, smiled, his face turned red with excitement, as if he had successfully stolen Han Xian's soul, and even more as if he had become the number one power in heaven and earth, he smiled extraordinarily arrogantly, and said: " Han Xianxiao'er, in fact, you should be glad that under my manipulation, the height you can reach in the future is what you will feel scared of even imagination now, haha, give up, you give up, what's the use of struggling, it's not death, give me your soul happily, I will give you a thick burial, and avoid some flesh and skin suffering. ”

Future?

Scared even to imagine?

In this future, whether it is murder and arson, or ** captivity and loss of conscience, if it is these, then you really have to be afraid.

Stealing souls.

You stole my stuff, and you want me to thank you.

"Heh~!"

The corners of his mouth sneered, his calm face was full of mockery, and he said disdainfully: "Just you guy who hides his head and tail, you dare to talk about what height, you stand up to three inches high." ”

(I would venture to ask, how tall is three feet?

Listen to the taunts.

Xi Kaiming's excited cheeks suddenly turned black, and a mouthful of angry black flames erupted, it was Allah's might, it was actually mocked by Ning Immortal, how to endure this breath.

"Whew~!"

Swallowed it.

"Whew"

After swallowing.

If you can't bear it, you have to endure it, stealing the soul is a delicate job, you can't be sloppy in the slightest, even if Allah is mighty, but if you want to steal the soul, it is a very difficult thing, so you can't be dry.

"Hmph~!"

Xi Kaiming endured his temper and snorted coldly, and said, "Don't worry, you will be very short soon." ”

Under the crushing of the giant sword, it will really be very short.

"Hey~!"

The gloomy color above his head became thicker, but Han Xian's eyes actually had a look of excitement floating up, and he gritted his teeth and hissed: "I want to see how heavy you are." ”

Stand motionless.

Stand with a calm breath.

Stand and wait for work.

Wait, wait, wait for a long time, as long as you have enough patience, it will definitely wait, and the straight side of your own standing finally waited for the shadow to cover your face.

The greatsword was on top of the skull.

Inch by inch, point by point.

It seems that he is getting closer and closer to hell, so can he still wait, do you really want to use his head to confirm the strength of the skeleton greatsword?

"Whew~!"

That's a fool's behavior, after waiting for so long, it comes, it appears, of course you have to greet it on your own, go and hug it, open your arms and embrace it into your arms, this is an old friend.

For that big sword, let's put some effort into pushing it away.

Exert oneself.

Hard.

After all, it's kept you waiting so long.

While waiting, the Dao power, blood power, Dharma, and magic skills on his arms were already ready, which was like a dam full of water that was about to be discharged.

Water downwards.

But I'm up.

The slippery clothes disappeared from his hands, and he clenched the demon knife with both hands and pointed upwards angrily.

The sharp edge of the knife, the edge of the giant sword, the comparison between them is like the probe of a mosquito and the fall of a leaf, it is not proportional, the mosquito is much smaller than the leaf, the probe is even smaller, and it seems inevitable that it will be crushed.

"Whew~!"

Covered, met.

So has the demon knife that looked like a mosquito probe been overturned?

"Puff~!"

The material of the demon knife heaven and earth, the thing that can cut it off in the world has not yet been born, this broken sound is the sparse sound of his arm and clothes breaking into ashes, followed by blood and skin.

"Poof~~!"

Finally, the sweet blood in the throat rushed out of his mouth.

The mantis arm is used as a car.

There are so many confirmations that I am going to be crushed to pieces, I am still alive, although the power of the giant sword is very uncomfortable on me, but I am still alive.

I have to say that the power is so weird, it hides blood, crawls the meridians, and it is actually the essence of the snake that swims into the soul.

Soul.

Late.

Vigilance is a roar, and this power kills the soul with lightning speed, and it turns into a deceitful little snake and bites the soul's arm with a shadow.

"Whew~!"

The whirring sound in the body continued, and the strange power rushed into the body like a tide, and if it was not cut off, death was at the moment.

I'm prepared, I've been planning from the beginning.

The demon knife is pointed, and the hard resistance is not the spine of the giant sword, but the edge of the blade of the giant sword.

"Whew~!"

Move one point.

Flip a point.

The power of the giant sword to move, with the power of the giant sword to overturn, into its own jump, rising from the ground, the demon knife in his hand is hidden, the palm is slippery and does not stick to the clothes, on the top of the head, the stars are shining, and the skull is killed.

"Ding~!"

Nail in the subtle echo.

"Poof~!"

Flames burned.