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The rough voice forcibly twisted Hexiang's brain, it must not be a good feeling, Han Xian's face was pale, and there was a little fear in his eyes, so he didn't dare to look at the auspicious clouds that emitted soft light.

Because he has already decided in his heart that he is a demon, it is not that he gets nutrients from it, but that it steals life from himself, but he must admit that Han Xian likes that warm feeling very much, and at this moment, Han Xian thinks that he has sat down, and the blood map floating in mid-air is a good explanation.

If you were in the middle of a war at this time, such a loss would undoubtedly be fatal, and at that time, you would not even know that your head was off your neck.

Wu Jitang's sonorous and powerful voice was still echoing in his ears, his eyes drifted towards him involuntarily, and on that face, Han Xian, who was the same, also found something different, but at this moment it was the light of war.

It was as if the glory of victory had shone on him.

"Fight!"

Han Xian's head lowered slightly, and Han Xian was unfamiliar with the tough grass, and said softly: "This is the path you have chosen." ”

Wuxiang will not disappoint, Wu Jitang saw that everyone was trying to find themselves from being lost, a look of excitement flashed on his face, and his body jumped lightly, landing in front of everyone like a bird.

The shadow above Wu Jitang's head undoubtedly woke up Han Xian's contemplation of Xiaocao, and everyone knew what to do at this time, because the blood map in the air had already guided the direction.

Maybe it's active, it's more like passive, Han Xian's footsteps are also leaping forward, and there is no doubt that the handsome Wu Jitang has become the leader of this team.

The charge of the unphased has always been silent, but this time the silence is eerie, the sound of stepping on the grass, without a trace of sonority, just like a group of walking dead.

Wu Jitang's brows were solemn, and his eyes were full of green, revealing weirdness, the people behind him, he knew very well that Wuxiang's charge was a fatal blow to the enemy in silence, not like a zombie silently sending him to death, but now he couldn't do anything.

Because he himself felt that every time he took a step forward, it was like getting closer to heaven.

Although his heart was frightened, what could he do, his fighting spirit could no longer awaken everyone.

The breathing of the people around him gradually disappeared, did Han Xian know?

At this moment, only those eyes were bright, and Han Xian had to thank the annoying irritability in his heart, and when his footsteps were lifted, a trace of blood-colored mist spontaneously derived from the origin of the star map, which had been lingering in his heart.

In Han Xian's opinion, it is no different from mosquitoes, no matter how you rush away, you can't get rid of it, and you can't make a lot of noise.

All the bright eyes could do was to clear their own path, because Han Xian knew that he was charging, and the way to charge was the obscure road of Limang, how could he dare to look at it casually.

The blood map that was up and down in the sky was Shi Mo's eyes, and when there was no phase moving, that glittering face was gratifying, but as soon as the team was marching, the gratification completely evolved into gloom.

His eyes swept towards the auspicious clouds that were rising and falling in the flesh and blood battlefield, and he asked in his heart: "What is hidden in that mist, since it can confuse the mind." ”

Shi Mo's discerning eyes couldn't see through the fog, so there was no phase, and when the fog was cleared, wouldn't everything be revealed.

And not only he Shi Mo couldn't understand it, but even Zhong Yuan in the other giant city was also puzzled by the mist, so the cyan torrent was also flowing.

If the team is allowed to march like this, then before they reach the battlefield, this group of people may fall asleep and become fertilizer for the strange green grass.

"Boom!"

Sometimes people are not as good as horses?

On the way to the charge, the faceless people will fall asleep shamelessly, but the phaseless horses in the charge are still imposing and still vibrant.

The black skeleton was already shining on the green grass, and Wu Jitang's eyes were shining, and at a glance, he knew that it would be him.

Wu Jitang walked forward with a godless person.

And Guan Hanning did charge proudly with his horse.

The sound of horses' hooves is the sound of Jinge, what can the green grass do if it is tenacious, when the hooves are stepped on, the leaves are broken, and when the hooves are put away, the roots are destroyed.

Guan Hanning's reins were around, and he walked out of the herd of horses, and rode out proudly, running towards Wu Jitang and them with the herd of horses.

The green color is beautiful, but when the neighing of the horses sounds, all the memories that are about to be dusted are revived.

Not to mention the wild wind with a familiar laugh.

"Haha" whose laughter.

The charge of the phaseless was silent, but at this time, the proud laughter did not know how necessary it was, and the laughter was ignited, and a wave of pride suddenly exploded in the team of the phaseless.

The clouds also change color.

Guan Hanning's eyes showed an appreciative smile, and after laughing at this time, Wu Jitang had already flown on the horse, and the unphased soldiers behind him were surprisingly consistent.

The dark red blood shadow was suddenly hidden on the green grass, and today he called Han Ning to suppress the formation for Wu Jitang, and today Wu Jitang was the only leader of this charge.

The dark light in the sky flashed, Han Xian's eyes were raised, and a familiar picture appeared in front of him, and this time the two familiar lights were clearly displayed in front of him.

When the blood shadow broke away from the blood map, it was like a sharp arrow off the string, and it fell into Wu Jitang's helmet first, and a domineering aura arose.

And the other one doesn't need Han to think about it first, knowing where it fell.

Although the Phaseless Man has a firm backbone, they are beasts with teeth and claws, and they are eager to tear the claws of their enemies' chests apart.

And this is what the commander should do, and the ups and downs of the blood map in the sky also give him such an ability.

Wu Jitang stretched out his five fingers, and grabbed the blood map in mid-air, and the blood map suddenly shone brightly, with the intention of competing with the auspicious clouds.

In the middle of the air, a cold wind burst out, and under the light of the nascent sunlight and blood light and auspicious clouds, the phaseless divine blade that quickly swept towards Han Xian and them became even colder.

Han Xian's head had already been raised slightly, and those eyes must have wanted to discover the familiar cold from them!

I don't know if that pale face has appeared in my mind, no matter how hard Han Xian tries, there is no familiar Han Xian in the dark red gun rain.

A little sneer flashed on his face, do you want to let yourself be empty-handed, although you have the 'first sun' in your heart, but if you want Han Xian to use a pair of meat fists to fight against the enemy's blade, then how can you still have fearless courage, at most it is the determination to die.

You must know that it is not your own inner world, and you can use the right place and all kinds of bravery.

Sent to death, of course Han Xian was unwilling.

Retreating from the battle, Han Xian was even more unwilling, but in this situation, Han Xian could only bite the bullet and let the enemies see the power of the 'First Sun'.

Han Xian's suffering, Wu Jitang doesn't know?

Similarly, Han Xian was forgetful, you must know that Wu Jitang's divine blade had already been shattered in Yiyang City.

At this time, Wu Jitang opened his hand and grabbed it, and the dark red divine blade fell into his hand, and the momentum of the whole person became even more powerful, and the beast out of the wilderness had already smelled the smell of blood.

Accident, of course it was an accident, breaking into the phaseless Shenfeng in front of him, although Han Xian felt strange, but he was very sure in his heart that it was his own.

What about accidents, Han Xian's hand did not hesitate at all, and grabbed him in his hand, he is mine.

The slightly cold breath in his hand was a former acquaintance, if it weren't for the silence of Wuxiang, Han Xian would definitely howl happily.

But this idea is destined to have come to naught, and Wuxiang has quietly hidden his claws.

Through the visor, Han Xian clearly saw that the black city gate had appeared, and the ghostly light on Wu Jitang's helmet suddenly rose and did not enter it, and Han Xian did not hesitate to follow closely.

As soon as the figure squeezed out of the city gate, what his eyes saw was still overwhelming green, and the wind was blowing and tumbling, how beautiful this scene was, but Han Xian really couldn't care about it, because with the green breaking into his eyes, there was also a ghostly auspicious cloud floating in the center of the battlefield, and Han Xian was even more confused.

It was quite difficult to rely on Han Xian to get rid of that confusion by himself, and a familiar voice sounded in a low voice.

"Three-claw!"

This is Wu Jitang's choice, there is no doubt that this is a good choice, that is, if it is a demon, then tear it apart.

Does Han Xian understand, or does Yun Qian under his crotch understand, the speed under his feet is increased by a few points, so that he can jump out of the team, second only to Wu Jitang, and this is not Yun Xian's choice, it is Han Xian's own idea.

"Three claws, I'm one of the sharp claws!"

It was definitely shown on Han Xian's face, Wu Jitang's gaze was slightly sideways, but Han Xian didn't see it, what these eyes saw at this moment was the enemy hidden in the auspicious clouds.

Because he had already heard the dull sound of hooves stepping on the grass, and the sound did not come from under his own horse, but from the other end of the auspicious clouds and mist.

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