Can you still say that you are in impatience, in order to skip the impatience directly, that heart is completely in the irritability, and the opposite of that girl, how much Han Xian wants to crush her, and even more wants to kill her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The enemy in front of him is too annoying, and he is completely a mosquito. Constantly buzzing in the ears of the noise, when he waved his big fist to bombard, and his body was completely eaten by others at will.

Driven here, suffering there.

What can I do, I have completely lost my rhythm, and the exquisite marksmanship of others is holding my nose and running around, and now the wounds on Zhou's body are burning and painful.

The brows furrowed deeply, if it weren't for the strength of his spear, and the determination to exchange death for injury, he would have really died a long time ago, and what about the girl?

Obviously, he doesn't want to die yet, after all, he still wants the gun in Han Xian's hand, how can he fight with Han Xian.

The frowning brow was not entirely for the predicament he was in, but now the evil hand that had pushed him into the abyss had reached out to him again.

The girl's spear struck her heart again, and Han Xian's spear blocked forward without any choice.

The reason why Han Xian's brows furrowed was because he knew that the purpose of that person's spear was not his own heart, but the next piece of good meat on his body?

Sure enough, Han Xian was really smart, and when his spear was about to touch her, the spear in the girl's hand flicked its wings like a white butterfly, and it bypassed Han Xian's spear.

The butterfly trembled slightly, this time more daringly, and with two taps, it went straight to the front of the door.

Han Xian frowned, because the flower butterfly waving the cold front attacked and killed in front of him, how not to be surprised, and hurriedly retreated under his feet.

The coldness on his face was gloomy, his cheeks twitched, and finally the gun shadow butterfly in front of him was thrown away by himself, but he did not relax in his heart, because he was still on a stable footing, and it may be a new round of storms.

In the past, I had tasted it firmly.

staring at the man's spear tightly, why didn't he move, his heart was full of surprise, what a good opportunity. Finally, Han Xian's heart breathed a sigh of relief,

The feet fell to the ground, the eyes were full of doubts, sweeping towards the person, the coldness and ridicule on his face were inevitable, how could Han Xian show his weakness to the enemy, although his whole body was still in the fear just now, and he was slightly trembling by breathing, but there was also a kind of ridicule on that face, ridiculing the enemy for missing a good opportunity.

Since others have given such a good opportunity, how could Han Xian not grasp it well, the spear guarded the door, and spit a thick breath in his mouth, striving to recover every ounce of strength.

And Han Xian was breathing desperately, wasn't that girl the same.

In fact, she was also shouting in her heart that it was a pity, but what could she do, after all, she couldn't compete with Han Xian in terms of physical strength and staying power.

In fact, I know in my heart that if I don't use Dao power, then I don't have the slightest hope, maybe that person's belief in exchanging life for life can still fight with himself and lose and hurt.

Obviously, this is not what he wants to feel, and the pity in his heart has completely collapsed, and he can't control it, so he can only blame others for his bad luck and poor ability, so he will treat him as a thief who robs his house.

The sneer was slowly solemnized, the spear in his hand, the low roar, how the light circulating on the spear was still a little spot, it was already a little hot and a little long.

Maybe it was because of pity, and he said softly: "Give up, I don't want to kill." ”

Han Xian snorted lightly in his heart, and spat out in his mouth: "Thief." The sneer on his face was full of it, he must be laughing at that ridiculous person, doing such a humble thing, and actually wanting to have the heart of a bodhisattva.

Although Han Xian sneered on his face, he couldn't help but be solemn in his heart, because he was not a fool, would the light of the spear be fake?

This time there was no doubt about it, because of the strong wind in his face and the fierceness in the eyes of the enemy, there was no doubt that the next impact of that person would be blessed by Dao power.

Is there still a chance?

I really don't dare to imagine that the wound next to my eye is flowing with blood, if that person uses Dao power and still faces a shot, I'm afraid that it will not help if he kicks his foot off the ground, that cold cold front can easily break through the skin, it is not as simple as cutting the wound on the face.

It can be imagined that it will be easy to cut through one's own head with the cold light that Dao Li vomits.

His eyes drifted to the man again, and the words of others did not move him for half a point, and his own words did not shake the determination of others. sighed in his heart: "Actually, it's good, I don't have anywhere to go." ”

At this moment, the girl's eyes were as sharp as the spear in his hand, and in her eyes, Han Xian's eyes closed again, it was an opportunity, but he didn't move, he still stood with the gun like that, waiting quietly.

Maybe she has her arrogance, she is despicable enough, how can she be more shameless.

The reason why Han Xian's eyes were closed was because he was fighting to the death, even if he was going to lose, he had to use the only Dao power he had to prove that I once existed.

The girl raised her eyebrows, because in those open eyes, she found a trace of clarity and coldness, and her heartbeat, which was originally calm because of the flow of Dao power, flashed again: "Actually, this is better, I can also feel more at ease." ”

Han Xian has always been striving for the initiative, and this time how could he be beaten passively, he shouted loudly in his heart, the glimmer of light in the middle of the night, with the loud shout, trembled slightly.

This must be excitement, because it has been a long time since he has been able to fight with Han Xian, and Han Xian is also excited, how long has it been since he used his Dao power.

Just because of the excitement of the origin, because of Han Xian's excitement, those clear eyes were a little blurry, and the world became bright and dark.

While you haven't fallen yet, while you can still feel the earth solid.

Han Xian's feet moved, and the spear in his hand followed him like a shadow, and those eyes must not be closed, because I Han Xian was unwilling and stared.

Invisible and blurred, I don't care first.

The girl was still in a state of surprise, for those piercing eyes also noticed a slight flash of cold on the spear she had fallen for.

That's breathtaking, and this kind of gun is the real beauty.

What else is there to keep, the Dao power in his chest is surging wildly, even if his eyes find that the eyes of the young man who rushed up are chaotic.

Xin's chaotic eyes can't see everything in front of him, otherwise, the fighting spirit in his heart may slip away silently in the powerlessness.

The light emitted by the originally gorgeous spear at this moment was a little terrifying, and the blade of the spear was deeply hidden in the white light, like a snake letter.

Han Xianyi rushed towards him, how could the arrogance in his heart not take the initiative to attack.

"Ahh There was a loud bang in the air.

But in the final cover for her humility, sure enough, she succeeded, the spear in her hand did not have any fancy, the flower butterfly that originally fluttered its wings stretched its wings as far as possible, and did not intend to fly up and down, and the softness disappeared, just like the original face of the spear, like a meteor impacting away.

The spear must have proved that she was charging, above board, and at ease.

The moment Han Xian's eyes stepped out of his footsteps, he couldn't even blur, although he was open and staring, but all this was just to watch the sad darkness.

What are you most proud of, and what are you most proud of when you lead the dragon?

Of course, it's the last move, 'Flying Cold Star', Han Xian must be smart, Flying Cold Star is the last move to lead the dragon, and he fell precisely because he used the complete dragon to lead the dragon, and his heart did not lie to himself.

Although he couldn't see his spear at this moment, he knew in his heart that it must be a proud spear.

The girl's eyes were not blind, they were transparent, the sharp sound that broke through the air, the coldness that pierced her forehead, what tricks were there to play, even if her marksmanship was exquisite, she pierced Han Xian's heart first, and understood his life.

But will you doubt the coldness on your forehead?

He must be able to do it, it's not what he wants, he can be more humble, killing Han Xian is the most helpless choice, but the final bottom line of the choice.

I don't want to die, and I don't want to bury others for the humble things I have done.

The spear-tipped snake that lurked deep in the white light believed that the light on it receded completely, condensed completely on one point.

For the sake of your own pride, you should do this.

For my own peace of mind, I should do this even more, the virtuous live in it, and I am the one who deserves to wear that spear the most.

The tip of the spear that radiated a dazzling light slammed into Han Xian's belief with the arrogance of his master.

Who is strong and who is weak?

Everything is so ridiculous.

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