Alive.

Still alive?

Staring, looking, all the eyes, although they were only two pairs of eyes, were all staring at the body of the horse-body and human-faced god, and the beating of the heart that could be seen was a touch of red in the paleness of ten thousand bones.

When I see the heart, I see more of the pale bones.

In front of me is a huge pile of neatly assembled skeletons.

"Whew~~!"

The wind passed through it, and it was even more desolate when the eyes passed through it, did you see it, Han Xian, did your eyes see it?

This is the end of the sky.

'Jun's Realm,' what a great existence, just looking up to the sky and roaring a few times, just roaring out a few complaints in his heart, he was indeed poisoned by this.

On this day.....

This land.....

I don't dare to say it, I just dare to think in my heart, there is a living example in front of me, and it is difficult for me to think that if I can live well with the only skeleton I have left.

So what about now?

Dead or alive?

Can't see it?

Isn't the heart still beating, this sound is a powerful proof that the human face god is still alive, but he is just a little miserable.

"Hehe~~!"

Quiet?

After the heavenly punishment, only the wind tirelessly declares its existence, and at this moment even the sound of insects is quiet, they seem to be afraid, but now at this moment someone is laughing.

It's people, of course, who laugh.

There is only one person left here and now.

Han Xian.

I'm your enemy, and at times like this, before I see it, the enemy is in trouble, do you still want me to hold my breath and not make a sound?

"Squeak~~!"

Well, I'm willing to cover my mouth and not laugh too loudly.

Hold.

Holding his hands and laughing, he really suppressed the laughter, but such a look, such a pretentiousness, isn't it a loudspeaker, the sound of propaganda, the heart of the human face god is there, and this laughter is nailed to its heart like a sharp arrow through the heart.

"Huh~!"

The sound of bones.

The trembling sound of a large, empty skeleton.

It's anger and hatred, it's like this, the naked heart of the human-faced god can only be more hateful, but now he hates helplessly, after peeling the skin and removing the flesh, he has long lost the courage at that time.

Under the way of heaven, I was resentful in my heart and endured it.

Because you hate the sky.

Under the way of heaven, he was bullied and endured.

Because it's the heavens that bully you.

Under the way of heaven, if it's unfair, you have to endure it.

Because the sky is not fair.

"Whew~~!"

The huge skeleton of the human-faced god had no choice but to swallow its anger, and it had nothing to do but look at it with its empty eyes.

Look.

"Hehe~!"

Do people think they're just looking at it?

At this moment, the human face god is tired of living, but it has worked hard to bring a helper, the fundamental purpose, the very simple purpose, the use of bringing Ji Meng is to kill Han Xiantong and snatch back the 'Allah flower', but for a while he couldn't help but choose to find his own death, so he ended up in such a field.

Laugh.

Ji Meng was laughing.

In the smile, the wind and clouds in its pupils changed so gorgeously, looking at himself, his face was full of arrogance, and he immediately said: "You really impress me, he actually takes care of you so much, I don't know if it's better to chop you up with a wind knife, or kill it into a sieve with a rain sword, hehe~~!"

Sneer.

The smile is cold.

There was no fear on Ji Meng's face.

On the contrary, its gaze was so high that it could hardly bear it, and it was about to rush up and fight now.

"Hehe~~!"

Han Xian's face smiled, his gaze actually jumped from Ji Meng's body, and once again fell on the skeleton of the human-faced god, laughing, his eyes were hidden with a smile.

"Whew~!"

Abrupt and weird.

Scared the hell out of the demon.

In the midst of Han Xian's gaze, the skeleton that was still standing in the air suddenly collapsed, and it fell to the ground as a meteor, hitting the ground, startling the boss's dust.

This?

What kind of Taoist magic is this?

Hitomi?

Do eyes kill?

Did Han first kill the human-faced god with his eyes?

"Hey~!"

With a smug smile on his face, the smugness in Han Xian's eyes quickly concealed the horror in his eyes, and at this moment, this smug man was telling all the beings in the world that the Great Demon Face God was suppressed into the dirt by his own gaze.

"Whew~~!"

The wind blows and laughs.

Human-faced gods, in the mud.

It doesn't hurt to have the skin and muscles of the body shaved off, it's not weak, under the torture of several tortures, under the torture of chest resentment and can only swallow his anger, the human face god finally couldn't stand, and he was almost angry to death.

Now he is angry and unsteady and falls to the ground.

It is the so-called 100 days of breaking muscles and bones.

Although it doesn't take a hundred days to recover like a god, it is also very necessary to use ten days to contain essence and derive flesh and blood.

"Hehe~~!"

The man laughed again.

This time I laughed so easily, and this time I laughed very proudly.

Eyes fell straight on Ji Meng's face, now he has nothing to be afraid of, the horse body and human face are almost half dead, in a short period of time it is impossible to keep up with the mosquito in front of him, and the worries are solved, so what is there to be afraid of.

"Hey~!"

Sneered.

But Han Xian, who was smiling, actually took a step back, what did he want?

"Whew~!"

Ji Meng was furious at this, and immediately roared: "Do you want to run again? Coward, do you want to run again? Do you dare to fight?

The words continued.

Ji Meng has already made a brazen move.

I saw that the wind and rain in its pupils were quiet, and in an instant, a streamer of light flowed out of his eye sockets, sparkling waves, and killing the sword qi.

"Cangyue~!"

The sword aura was pale, and he rushed to his side in an instant.

"Hmph~~!"

Eyes provoked, although Ji Meng's knife qi has not yet arrived, but the skin has already tasted a piercing pain, there is no doubt that Ji Meng's demon should not be underestimated, it should be stronger than I imagined, but how can I be afraid of you.

"Whew~!"

Immediately, the front field came out in waves.

The blood is red, and the moon is white.

"Buzz~!"

The moment they collided, the entire space trembled faintly, but the Tai Chi realm stirred by the sun front could be regarded as successfully blocking Ji Meng's Cangyue sword intent.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows.

In the cold wind, Ji Meng's mouth was full of hot breath, and he roared: "Is this your only means, is this your ability, you still want to take my head, and now I have your head." ”

Blind?

It's your means that have been blocked, what is this roaring at now, is this just a means of temptation?

Really.

"Hiss~!"

Speak inside the means to come out.

At the forefront of the confrontation between the Sun Front and the Cangyue, a slight crack suddenly crept out of the Cangyue Knife Intent, and they slowly crawled towards the Sun Feng Taiji Realm like insects.

Crack?

What kind of crack is this, this is a small wind knife, a little bit penetrating.

Do cannibalization.

At such a speed, this Dao method eats as long as you want, not to mention that the Rifeng Realm itself still has the power of repair, which is enough for you to eat until you are old and old.

"Hmph~!"

Han Xian's mouth snorted coldly, and a trace of disdain crept up from his eyes.

"Hey~!"

Sneered, the laughter was cold, breaking through the bones, a sneer flashed in the mouth of the abrupt Ji Meng, and the water vapor in its empty eye sockets was dripping.

"Whew~!"

Under the weathering and wind erosion of the moon, it is adding drops of water through the stone.

Will it be slow?

In the miracle of nature, these two points have created a miracle, but it takes time, it takes time to weather, and it takes time for dripping water to penetrate stones.

Do you have time now?

In other words, is Jimeng's method slow to penetrate?

Have you ever seen the slowness that has been killed in front of you?

Surprise flashed on his face, and the horror in his eyes was deep, and the water droplets of the wind knife had filled the entire pupil, could it still be slow, in the blink of an eye, the entire Rifeng Taiji diagram had become a broken bone after the wind erosion, and it had become a broken stone after the dripping water, and their white teeth were still unfinished, and they were staring at their bodies.

"Whew~!"

The breath is moving.

Scarlet smear.

The demon blade came out of front of me, surrounded by thousands of enemies, the killing knife was intended to be deboned and added, my face did not change, my hand was raised, my palm was half held, and the demon knife slowly evolved from the air in front of me.

Conation.

Blood.

Today's knives are so different.

The blood intent demon moved, this time it was so weird, the moment the demon knife appeared, it was like a new life, and the space was slightly wrinkled under its oppression, and the surrounding air was immediately covered with a layer of blood.

And those who want to kill themselves have to be eroded by the wind and dripping water to make messy marks, slow down a minute.

The wind climbs to make a dwarf, in a slow minute.

The water droplets wrinkled, and it slowed down for a minute.

People are majestic and immortal in it, and under the backdrop of the knife in front of him, Han Xian is so tall at this moment, and his eyes are like a supreme king.

Grip.

"Whew~!"

The palm of the hand clasps the knife, and the wind moves.

At the moment when his palm grabbed the demon knife, a reddish blood breath suddenly swept through the air and surged towards the surroundings, under it, the wind climbed and rolled, the water droplets rolled into a circle, and the surging became slag into foam, and there was not a drop left.

The knife is still there.

People are still there.

The blood was surging.

Sweeping the knife meaning of the moon, the moon painted pale, pale and bloody, swirling like a demon, instantly filled, and after the blink of an eye, the cracks intersected and exploded into powder.

The moon is shattered.

The sword intent is smoothed out.

But the blood breath is not only the only demon standing in the air, the leader of the younger generation of the dragon head human demon clan, Ji Meng.

Everything is changing so fast.

It seemed to be in the driver's seat just now, but at the moment when Han Xian held the demon knife in his hand, the situation changed abruptly, and the blood gushed in it couldn't help but wash away the wind erosion dripping water to break the Cangyue knife intent, and at this moment, even the main Ji Meng had the intention of being wiped out.

"Hmph~!"

The voice is cold, and the voice is cold.

If Han Xian can wipe out Ji Meng with a blood breath, then the demon clan will not have to fantasize about destroying the world, if even the leaders of the younger generations are weak into chickens, even if the predecessors are heroes, then they can't stop the waste wood of the descendants.

Instinctive.

Just like a strong wind rushing in front of him, Ji Meng's arm was raised, his clothes were wide to cover his face, and the blood was breathing, and at this moment, it was the immovable reef in the torrent, and the blood was scattered on both sides, and I was immovable.

"Whew~!"

Ji Meng's long sleeves flicked, and there was no damage on his body, but one face was indeed a good iron blue, and all the means were broken in the blink of an eye, and his heart was ten thousand unhappy.

Enemy sorrow.

I laugh.

"Hey~!"

Han Xian smiled proudly on his face, but he was excited in his heart, and shouted repeatedly: "Demon, what happened just now?"

What's the situation?

Of course, this blood breath sweep is a situation that breaks through the scope of one's own cognition, you must know that the demon knife in the past looks terrifying, and it sounds very famous, but you can actually use it, except for saving yourself a few times and water and fire, you really can't find it in other places that is more magical than other divine weapons.

Is it sharper than that?

Let's ask which god in the world is not sharp.

Than toughness?

Let's ask which divine weapon in the world is easy to be cut off.

And now?

It's like when a child grows up, it's the time for the dragon to be fierce and sharp, and it's the time to look down on the world.

"Hehe, yes, it's time to move after eating so much. ”