It's not done overnight, it's done inch by inch.

The fusion of Buddha and demons, in fact, they themselves are very clear, it is impossible to mess with Han Xian and completely obey their own teachings.

Slowly.

A little bit.

They must be obedient.

But this little bit is destined to take too long.

But God help me Han Xian, Shao Hao's dripping water pierces through the stone, and its power realized from the Realm Keeper is inherently created for consumption.

Inside the dripping water, it seems like a long time has passed.

In the middle of the stone, in fact, it is only in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe~!"

Han Xian smiled, there is no doubt that Shao Hao looked at his slightly grateful face, he hated it to the root of his teeth, it slashed Han Xian, and when the knife was weird, he must have thought that he had seen the dawn of victory, but after a moment of blinking, he did find that the brightness of this dawn was actually guiding the direction of others.

"Huh~!"

Teeth clenched, deep unhappiness.

"Hmph~!"

After a tooth cut, he snorted coldly, and Shao Hao immediately said: "Actually, this is not bad, after all, it would be a pity to kill you without pressure, after a good fight, wouldn't it be faster to slash you with a knife?"

"Whew~!"

The sound of the wind.

The wind sent the demon, it was another abruptness, Shao Hao killed his side in the blink of an eye, and the sword and sword shadow followed.

The blade of the knife cuts the throat.

The blade of the sword pierces the abdomen.

"Heh~!"

The face is smiling like a Buddha, you have a double force, and I am different from the past, I also have a double law in my hand, not in a hurry, immediately the demon knife went low, picked up the sword that pierced the abdomen, and the other hand, the palm of the palm of the Buddha light, two fingers to do a bullet, flick the side of the knife, directly shook the wind knife.

"Whew~!"

Between the staggered, the man and the demon are separated.

Is it easy to breathe?

How can it be so simple to accomplish all this, the sword that is intended to pierce the abdomen, the power of deceit is endless, and the blades come out, and the power goes straight into the arm.

Dripping, silent, although gentle, but this can't be understood as a kind of domineering.

It's domineering, but is there a demon's domineering?

But this domineering is slightly inferior to the innate grandeur of the devil, it is provoked, it is shaken away, and the same is true of the Buddha's fingers.

The wind is clear and the clouds are light, and it seems that it is a simple move, but the secret Dao power really doesn't know how many times it has been clashed.

"Whew~!"

The wind is slow, the wind breathes, and the smile on his face is lightly, there is no doubt that now the balance of victory has fallen to him, as long as there is no sudden change, winning Shaohao is almost inevitable.

"Hmph~!"

If people are happy, then natural demons will not be happy.

Shao Hao's gloomy eyes swept over his body, and he whispered: "Hehe, Han Xian, you actually took the initiative again, it really surprised me." ”

"Hehe~!"

Hearing such praise, he smiled, and said neutrally: "Otherwise, if we stop here, even if we lose for my brother, can the virtuous brother buy me a face and lead the demon clan to retreat, from now on our well water will not interfere with the river water, and we will be drunk and happy in the future." ”

This?

Isn't that naïve?

Although Shao Hao has some sympathy, but now this is definitely not a 'face' thing that can be understood, after saying that Han Xian's mouth said that the loss is an embellishment of the premise of 'even', and there is also a 'virtuous brother' as a brother, 'This is what a heart, if you say that you are a brother, then I may really buy you a face and return to the demon clan.'

And now, don't even think about it.

Why?

Such a stupid thought, why would I think about it, why would I be naïve and stupid once.

What time is it now?

On the fourth day of three days later, the sun is above the middle of the sky, time passes too fast, and this day after day of accumulation is destined to be farther and farther away from Ruo'er, I am anxious.

But now?

The urgency can only be hidden in the bottom of the heart, if you dare to mess with your heart, then this guy in front of you will definitely seize the opportunity and cross himself with a sword.

"Whew~!"

Once again, the wind picked up.

And in the midst of this eventful stirring, Shao Hao's face became even more gloomy, and it seemed to hesitate about something in its eyes, as if it was fighting something?

Is it a decision?

Was it an accident that suddenly changed the tide of the war?

Is there a big tonic?

Seeing this color, his heart suddenly chuckled, and his mind was instantly clear, then Shao Hao would definitely break his mind, because like himself, as long as he put it in his heart and thought about it, it almost meant that it was decided.

Sure enough, Han Xian seemed to really know Shao Hao.

"Whew~!"

The strange light was shocking, this strange light came from Shao Hao's cheeks, and in front of the forehead on that face, the phantom that had only grasped the outline and couldn't see clearly was completely presented this time.

It is bright red and bright jade.

Isn't it beautiful to embellish your forehead?

And when his eyes saw this beauty at first glance, he immediately squeezed out two words in his heart, 'Fuxiong,' which is a flower face, and it is so beautiful, so is it Fuxiong flowers that are embellished in front of Shaohao's forehead?

Thinking about Rong Ruochao.

I think about that flower even more, because it is a token of marrying her.

"Buzz~!"

But just a moment later, this thought was broken, and the light was swirling, as if there was a flood beast hidden in it, and he was shocked and chilled, and hurriedly packed up his mind and stared at Shao Hao in front of him.

"Whew, whew, whew~!"

Searing, pale spitting scorching.

The flower on the forehead is overwhelming, not too beautiful, but Shao Hao, who carries this beautiful flower, really seems to be jealous of the sky and has suffered a great sin.

Painted sick face, pale face.

The body shivered and chilled, as if in the past.

"Bang Bang Bang~!"

The sound of small sounds, the sound of teeth chattering, the sound of bones screaming.

All these subtleties emanated from Shao Hao's body in front of him, it seemed to be very cold and painful, its eyes fell on its face, and said in a trembling voice: "I..... It might kill you~!"

'Uh~!'

Smell.

His face was shocked, and the corners of his mouth twitched, what does this mean, Shao Hao said that he killed himself, he used to be firm and sound, but now he actually said maybe, what does this mean?

Isn't it firm?

"Whew~!"

I was still thinking and questioning, but a string of phantoms flashed in front of me, and in an instant, the strange fragrance that I had smelled once again broke into my nose.

Refresh your mind.

Straight to the head.

A cold sweat in my head.

I didn't even want to think about it, and I didn't look at it, so I hurriedly slashed the demon knife in front of me, why didn't I want to? Because there was no time, why didn't I look at it? Because there was no space for this.

Slash with a knife in one hand.

And the other hand did not sit idle.

I also didn't think too much, and I didn't even look at it, but I already grabbed the Buddha Light with my palm and pushed it forward.

"Keng~!"

The blade trembled, but this sound was indeed without a trace of the previous long song loud, although it was still loud, but this loudness should be understood as a sad song.

Mournful trembling and wailing.

This wail is the wail of the demon knife.

"Whew~!"

But sorrow is contagious, and after the blink of an eye, the wail spreads, and becomes a cry of sorrow in one's own mouth, a roar, a rush of blood, a bloody tooth, a roar.

"Ah~!"

Looking up to the sky and howling, it seems that there are infinite grievances in the heart and lungs.

Have you ever seen an inch of death?

may have been described and expressed before, but now the inchs on his body are more broken than any time before.

The robe of the robe directly turned into flying ashes, and suddenly dispersed, and there was not even a trace left.

When the clothes are dead, the people are almost the same.

The arm, whether it is the arm holding the knife or the arm of the palm fist, the skin is cracked, the flesh is minced, the meridians are kinked, and the bones are messy and fine-grained, and the bones are carved into the marrow.

Starting from the palm of the arm, in the blink of an eye, this rupture fills the entire upper body, and the crack sees everything, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are clear at a glance.

This is the upper body of the chest, but what about the lower body?

As for the lower body, I don't know if it's because the texture of the robe is good, or because there are too many embarrassing children who are not suitable for inconvenient description, Han Xian's lower body is actually preserved, and how can I know if the skin organs have also inherited the misery of the upper body.

Inch by inch.

The carving of this crack is that he doesn't even let go of the gaze of the pupils, cutting in and revealing it.

Slip in from in front of you and drag it out behind you.

I don't know what kind of power this is, I only know that the demon knife is trembling when it holds the long sword horizontally, and the color of the crack is also dense with the blade, but it is really impossible to kill it like cutting a human body, but from this sad trembling, it can be seen that the demon knife is not comfortable.

And what about the fist that blocks the wind knife?

White flesh is a part of the body, although it is covered by the Buddha's light, but the weird and cunning cracks can indeed tear the Buddha's light, kill the essence directly, and the fist is the same as the body.

Crack.

What kind of power is this, is this still Shao Hao's cultivation?

Swords are connected.

It's like being in sympathy.

Han Xian's body was carved with cracks, and Shao Hao's body was the same, one was terminally ill and was about to die, while the other was still hanging on and struggling.

Shao Hao.

It's also a crack carved into the bone, but it's not all over the body.

Just in the beautiful city and country flowers rooted in the jade-colored forehead, pure land, without a trace of trouble, the flowers bloom and are unparalleled in the world, when my flowers bloom, everything is killed.

Whoever touches each other must die.

There is no doubt that the horror of this crack was caused by this flower, what is the origin of this flower, and how did it move to Shaohao's head?

No wonder Shao Hao hesitated, this pain, such sorrow, is that any existence that perceives pain will hesitate.

But.

After hesitation, I made up my mind.

How much does Shao Hao want to win, hurt himself, kill Han Xian, what kind of bitterness and hatred is it, and he needs to be so desperate?

It's genius.

Nor is it a genius.

Therefore, they do their best in every battle, and if they have a point of hope, they cannot easily say that they will lose, and if they have the means, they must use all of them.

"Huh~!"

The cracks in the eyes are shattered.

Han Xian's teeth were secretly bitten, and it became ruthless, but it was so sad, this hardest exoskeleton was directly turned into fragments under a secret bite, and it became the first sorrow out of the body.

"Uh~!"

Suddenly frightened, he bit his heart and roared: "Rifeng." ’

The pisces move, dragging the stars with a crack shape, swimming and swinging.