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The laughter of one man.

"Heh, he~~. ”

The laughter of the two of them.

"Heh, heh, he~~~. ”

The laughter of a crowd.

"Huh....... ”

The laughter of a large crowd.

The beginning of one, one after another, is endless, and it is difficult to end.

Follow.

One follows another.

One followed two people.

One follows a group of people.

One person follows a large group of people.

"Haha~~~. ”

Leaning back and forth, they were saying that they were laughing so happily.

Who is one person, and whose joining has made two people, and who has shared their joy to become a group of people laughing?

Laughing endlessly.

laughed, and the one who had been following closely and not giving up was Han Xian who was standing on the stage.

The smile on his face has never stopped since he followed Shen Qianlie's smile, but at this moment, Han Xian's follow-up is indeed different from others.

Han Xian didn't care how crazy others were laughing, he still only had a faint smile on his face.

A little bit.

The only thing is that it has never been intense.

But anyone can sense the anger in his heart at this moment from Han Xian's smiling eyes, as they thought, Han Xian at this moment is exactly like this, his eyes fell on Shen Qianlie's face, and he was trying to calm himself.

"Whew~~. ”

Breathing calmly, breathing cold.

How could Han Xian's heart not be angry.

I always thought that I was playing with the world, so I performed to my heart's content, but who thought that they were sober people.

I'm the madman.

'Joker. ’

Sell cute, pretend to be stupid, and fill up.

When I woke up, I really found that those people who didn't speak with cold faces were all trying to hold back their smiles and couldn't bear to interrupt their performances.

They're the ones who are the very good audience.

Because they managed to hold back their smiles to the end.

"Hehe~~. ”

Han Xian's mouth was smiling, and at this moment he already knew in his heart why the Divine Court had not arranged a competition for himself for so many days, it turned out that they had already roughly figured out their own strength, and by now, they were waiting for those who were almost equal to their own strength to stand out.

Undoubtedly, the faint and smiling Shen Qianlie in front of him now is one of them.

"Han Xian. ”

As soon as the voice came out, Shen Qianlie's face stopped laughing, his eyes fell coldly on Han Xian's face, and a fierce intent immediately bloomed on his body, like a cold front that had been sealed for a long time.

Stare at.

The calm Han Xian stared coldly at Shen Qianlie's fierce breath.

He said in a deep voice: "You are playing tricks on my clan in Weishan, and today I will get back a hundred times from you." ”

"Hum~~. ”

The head bursts, the ears buzz.

What did Shen Qianlie say?

The people in the audience immediately wrote unclearly, there is no doubt that there are too many followers, and how many people have witnessed Han Xian's abduction in the pit of Weishan.

They just heard about Han Xian's waste bag in Weishan.

And now, they pricked up their ears and listened to Shen Qianlie's words, which was really hidden.

There are stories in it, and there must be stories that all ethnic groups don't want to mention, and those ears are very eager to hear it, but at this moment, Shen Qianlie, whose face is covered in frost, is no longer willing to say it.

"Keng~~. ”

There was a sudden roar of the long sword.

Shen Qianlie's palm flashed, and a touch of Han Feng was caught in his hand, his body already had a strong and fierce meaning, and now with the blessing of the long sword Han Feng, it was even more extraordinary.

When Shen Qianlie's long sword was held in his hand, his gaze immediately fell on the sword, and a look of obsession and love immediately appeared on his face.

He whispered in his mouth: "This is a sword that is nurtured by my own spirit and soul, and I call it 'Cold Abyss.'" ’”

seems to be talking to himself, and seems to be talking to Han Xian.

"Hehe~~. ”

A smile appeared on Han Xian's face, there was no hint of ridicule in it, and his eyes fell on the sword with the same look of admiration, and said, "Good sword." ”

"Hehe~~. ”

A smile floated on Shen Qianlie's face, and he was indeed cold in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, and he fell on Han Xian's body, and whispered, "I'll cut off your head with it, okay?"

"Ha~~!"

Han Xian was stunned, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said, "Then it depends on whether you have this ability." ”

"Shhh ”

As soon as the words in Han Xian's mouth were finished, the Han Yuan Long Sword in Shen Qianlie's hand shook, and a fierce sword intent swept towards Han Xian's body.

The sword intent had not yet arrived, but Han Xian himself had already felt a cold sweep over his body.

I couldn't help but whisper in my heart: 'This person can't be unfamiliar with the means, it's better to be careful, otherwise it may really be in his hands.' ’

He took a deep breath in his mouth and said, "Brother Shen, your long sword is extraordinary, then you are watching how my demon sword is." ”

"Whew~~. ”

Han Xian's hand shook, and his face flashed.

The demon knife was grasped in his hand, and at this moment, the sword intent cut out by Shen Qianlie's long sword struck in front of him, and the hand grabbed the knife up, like a broken dragon, and slashed at the sword intent.

"Hiss~~. ”

Under the blade, a tooth-sour voice appeared on the sword intent.

In the end, the sword intent is not the deity, and under the edge of the demon sword, it can only be scattered.

"Haha~~. ”

Xian's long smile was Shen Qianlie's laughter.

And at this moment, he appeared by his side even more strangely, Han Yuan Leng Feng accompanied him like a shadow, and said: "Han Xian, your knife is simple and unpretentious, it should be an ancient thing, it is an extraordinary product, but it is not a thing that it cultivates itself, it is really not comparable to my Han Yuan." ”

"Heh~~. ”

Han Xian's eyebrows were raised, and he was retorting silently, but he did whisper in his heart: "This kid's eyes are so poisonous, he actually saw the essence." ’

"Hmph. ”

In his heart, he was impressed, but Han Xian's mouth was willing to admit defeat, and said, "Brother Shen, you should be careful." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

You come and go, every word of Shen Qianlie is said by Han Xian's side, and while he is talking, his hands are not idle, and Han Feng's wandering is like flying rain and snowflakes.

Listen to the chirping.

Shadow of the sword.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

The people in the audience were silent, staring intently at Han Xiantong and Shen Qianlie.

The sword walked like a dragon, and Shen Qianlie's Hanyuan Sword was bullied into Han Xian's side from anywhere and from any angle, and Han Xian did flash like a swimming fish every time.

The people in the audience looked so carefully, and they didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

"Whew~~. ”

The people in the audience didn't dare, but Han Xian on the stage did spit out a mouthful of white mist.

This is a sunny and beautiful sky, how could Han Xian's mouth spit out cold mist/

Although the sun is shining above the head, although its light can fall on the body, there is no trace of warmth, and now I am surrounded by a lot of cold.

With every dance of the Hanyuan Sword in Shen Qianlie's hand, a ghostly light would definitely be derived.

Quiet.

It's cold.

Although he can skillfully dodge it every time, but if it goes on like this, this body will not be frozen by him.

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, his gaze swept a glance at the Han Yuan Long Sword that Shen Qianlie attacked again, and a trace of strange color flashed in his abrupt eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Shen Qianlie's face.

"Uh~~. ”

What I saw was a sharp twitch at the corner of my mouth.

On Shen Qianlie's face, a hideous beast with blue and white swirls actually appeared faintly, and at this moment it was actually staring at itself.

I was suddenly shocked.

"Not good. ”

Han Xian couldn't help but roar in his mouth.

And Shen Qianlie smiled on his face and said, "Heh, Brother Han is late." ”

As soon as the words stopped, the strange beast that appeared on Shen Qianlie's face was completely condensed, and his Cold Abyss Sword immediately exploded with a cold sword intent.

"Hum~~. ”

"Hum~~. ”

The air trembled slightly.

Transparent and gorgeous ice flowers directly swirled out of the air, starting from Shen Qianlie's Cold Abyss Sword Blade, and instantly wrapped around Han Xian's body.

Immediately dyed white.

Immediately white lock body.

And Shen Qianlie's Han Yuan Long Sword followed, coming out of the stamen of the flowers, and stabbing at Han Xian's heart.

"Poof~~. ”

Crush one.

"Poof~~. ”

In the crushing of a flower.

Every time the ice flower shattered, the scattered powder would immediately attach to Han Xian's body, and the white of the lock body became thicker and thicker, and the Han Yuan Long Sword also got closer and closer.

But Han Xian did not move.

One point for a win?

A certain ending?

Han is going to lose first?

How can it be that simple.

"Hiss~~. ”

Sound.

The sound of the ice flower shattering, but this time the gorgeous ice flower was indeed not stabbed by the Han Yuan Long Sword, but was shattered by Shen Qianlie's sword before it arrived.

This is the result of Han Xiandao's struggle.

At this moment, Bai who locked Han Xian's body was also crawling cracks.

"Damn it~~. ”

Seeing all this, Shen Qianlie knew very well in his heart that it was impossible to defeat Han Xian with the only change in the Hanyuan Sword at the moment.

When it is broken, it is broken.

The blue and white color of the strange beast that was suddenly entrenched on Shen Qianlie's face receded, and a touch of demon red came out of his eyes, starting from the eyes, and instantly occupied the whole body of the strange beast.

"Hiss~~. ”

Slight squeaky noise.

Seeing that Shen Qianlie's eyes turned blood-red, he quickly pierced the tip of the sword with a touch of fire on the spine of his cold abyss.

"It is worthy of being the most outstanding leader of the Shen family, the Hanyuan sword is cold, and Brother Shen himself is indeed a heat derivation, complementing each other, and completing each other, the sword pair is called 'Hanyuan', and Brother Shen, you also deserve the word 'Lie'. ”

Praise?

Whose compliments.

This voice came from Han Xian, who was locked by cold ice, and before he finished speaking, a voice sounded on the battle platform, saying: "In time, Brother Shen will definitely be a hero, and now Brother I will win first." ”

"Keng~~. ”

The blade roared.

Shen Qianlie suddenly provoked in shock, and Han Xian burst out in a sharp roar.

"Whew~~. ”

Shen Qianlie's eyes flickered, Han Xian was already in the air, the demon knife in his hand was in his hand, mighty like a god, shaped like a demon, the blade saw the demon color, and the knife slashed at the top of Shen Qianlie's head.

"Hmph~~. ”

When Han Xian praised him, Shen Qianlie was already shocked, and now that the blade above his head was roaring, his face was indeed not surprised but happy, and his mouth snorted a little.

As soon as his hand turned, the long sword was raised, and he wanted to stab at Han Xian.

But at the moment when Han Yuan turned, he was indeed shocked, and the blade above his head was already telling himself that Han Xian had not given himself a chance to turn the stab at all.

"Hiss~~. ”

With the slash of the demon knife above his head, Shen Qianlie didn't even have a chance to dodge, and there was only one way in front of him, and he had no choice but to raise his sword to protect himself.

"Keng~~. ”

Just as Shen Qianlie's Hanyuan Sword was raised, Han Xian's demon sword slashed down.

The blade roared.

Sharp edges.

Loud and loud, chaotic and trembling.

How thick is the blade, and how slender is the blade?

Han Xian's demon knife was steadily slashed at Shen Qianlie's Hanyuan Sword, and the huge force was shocking, Shen Qianlie's pretty face turned slightly white, and his entire arm was numb.

But compared with the numbness of his hand, his heart hurt more, Han Yuan is his own love sword, and every trace of its tremor falls on his heart like a knife.

The house leaked overnight and rained.

Han Xian would not let go of such a good opportunity.

The body did not fall in mid-air, but the demon knife in his hand was indeed taking advantage of the opportunity of Shen Qianlie's arm numbness to be raised in the second high, lifted, and reached and fell in an instant, which was logical.

Demon Red Flash.

The flash swept through Shen Qianlie's eyes.

"Keng~~. ”

The sword is thick and loud, and the sword is chaotic and trembling.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Qianlie's face was almost twisted to say that he was in pain, the sword was concentric, and he had already sensed that the long sword was on the verge of collapse.

But during his overnight, it rained endlessly, and it rained heavily.

Han Xian's body was still in the air, and the demon sword in his hand was raised with a shining blade, under the blade was Shen Qianlie, and on top of Shen Qianlie was the Hanyuan Sword.

"Whew~~. ”

Demon blade, cut the wind, break the wind, cut the wind.

The wind is asking, is Shen Qianlie still in the way?

The knife is falling, the knife is falling.

The knife fell in the chisel of Shen Qianlie's eyes.

"Huh~~. ”

The sound of teeth cutting was the sound of teeth cutting coming from Shen Qianlie's mouth, and in the earnestness of this tooth, his hands that were numb to the Hanyuan sword actually held the sword and moved it slightly to the side for half a minute.

"Uh~~. ”

Surprise.

Under the battle stage are a pair of dumbfounded people.

What does this equate to?

Originally, under the blade of the demon blade was the Hanyuan Sword, and below was Shen Qianlie's head, but now it was his head, that is, his head was completely exposed under the blade.

He actually gave up his head for a sword.

"Hiss~~. ”

The knife that cuts the wind does not stop.

The knife that breaks the wind continues.

The sword that cuts the wind is endless.

The coldness of the sword light flashed in front of people's eyes, and in people's eyes, there was a trace of black light.