Sang Honggu knows very well that there must be shortcomings for a long time, but he also knows very well that these shortcomings are all on the 'long', will he worry that he will collapse under Guan Hanning's blow?

It seems that he never thought about it in his heart, let alone how strong Guan Hanning's opponent would be, if he hadn't been worried about it, he was afraid that the center would have been broken, and he would have rushed out to shoot Guan Hanning into ashes head-on, instead of making such careful contact, this kind of play was already very torturous for him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sang Honggu scolded Meng Yiguang through Qingtu from time to time, if it weren't for Guan Hanning looking around, he would have already slapped Wu Jitang to death with a sudden attack, and by the way, he was teaching Meng Yiguang how to kill the enemy.

And now it is no one else who is extra anxious, it is Meng Yiguang, I feel that my heart is in turmoil, I feel that this battle is the most tiring I have fought, I have never had it before, because of the existence of a mosquito in my ear, don't you even know the most basic battlefield common sense of the arrogant person outside the battle?

raised his head slightly, glanced at the ups and downs in the sky, and scolded in his heart, it would be better if there was no you.

But the existence of that thing is not something he can decide, and now he can decide and it happens to be the key to victory or defeat, and he was also the key to victory or defeat before, but no matter how embarrassed he is, at least his heart is still very clear, no matter how decisive he chooses, and now everything is hesitating.

In the fight with Wu Jitang, the opportunity was not uncommon, and it was many times, but the mosquito and his own reasons were all regrets in the end.

And Wu Jitang, who fought with him, did not have a good time, although his defeat was obvious, but the circle of survival was indeed being squeezed a little bit, and the people around him were also falling one by one.

When the man falls, there is no hope of life, because the big iron hooves of the bowl cannot tell who the man is, and now the horse's hooves are not the land. More broken flesh. And the people on this battlefield didn't seem to see it.

But these are always things that someone cares about, how can Han Xian's gaze not catch those fallen existences, the secret regret in his heart, but it doesn't help.

At this moment, he is not important, because he is an existence in the face of the battle situation, he is in the heart of the big array, and he seems to be very great, but Han Xian really can't enjoy greatness at all.

Although the mind can stay calm, but how can the blood in the heart be easily extinguished, the spear in his hand is tightly clenched, knowing that he will definitely have a chance, and this opportunity can not be created by himself, can only wait.

In fact, Han Xian knew very well in his heart that if he waited like this, the opportunity would come, and it might be the last smile of death, and he would say goodbye to this world forever.

And the spear held by his hot body was indeed extremely cold, Han Xian knew that it was a spear that was also eager to fight, eager to freeze the enemy's blood.

But it's not time yet, because it's Wu Jitang's home stadium now.

For the fall of the people around him, Wu Jitang was not touched by the half-point, his eyes were still coldly staring at his enemy, as if this was the battlefield of the two people, although his arms had long been sore, but every time the spear was swung, it was extraordinarily powerful, and it could inadvertently harvest the enemy's life.

The seeds quietly planted in my heart slowly germinate over time, although I want to strangle them, but this time is not enough, 'how long will it be, how long can it last.' ’

And after this voice shouted many times and could not be heard, another voice also quietly sprouted in the bottom of my heart, and the momentum of growth was unstoppable.

I can hold on for so long, I really can't imagine how there is still room for that pessimistic voice when the seed grows into a towering tree.

The existence of the light in the heart has a new belief, and the light that bursts out is more condensed.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and you can't believe that person can't seize the opportunity every time. The situation is very obvious, if the space for their own survival is compressed, then it will be more passive, the center will bloom, and there will be no possibility of half of it.

What to do now, Wu Jitang is very clear, everything is only one fight, to buy more time for himself and for Brother Guan, the idea has been decided, and it will be implemented in his hands.

Another voice sounded in Han Xian's heart, which was also familiar, but this time it was not Guan Hanning, but Wu Jitang.

"Teeth. ”

Han Xian could hear the infinite fighting spirit in his voice, not a trapped beast fighting but an absolute trust in himself. Han Xian lifted the spear in his hand. I don't look for those valuable experiences anymore, because the blood is really qualitative, there is no chance that it is a negative thought, only the whole body is prepared, so that it will not passively parry when the opportunity comes.

Wu Jitang sat down on the horse because he understood his master's meaning very well, and turned sideways slightly away from the back of his companion, not just this horse doing this, but after Wu Jitang's 'tooth' order was given, the group of people who were surrounded in the center of the formation were all doing this action.

And the meaning of 'tooth' is very clear to everyone, give up the turtle shell state, unfold the long-hidden fangs, spin and tear apart the enemy, and fight for the space for their own survival.

And now the sharpest teeth are, of course, Wu Jitang.

How could Meng Yiguang have thought that Wu Jitang would be so crazy and dare to take the initiative to attack, and suddenly his originally flustered heart was even tighter.

For the opponent's loss of consciousness Wu Jitang How could he let go of such a good opportunity to harvest, the spear was like those who were close to him, and suddenly the flesh and blood were shocked, and in Meng Yiguang's short loss of consciousness, Wu Jitang's circle was stretched up by a point, and the point below really needed more strength to fight, because his opponent would not make two ridiculous mistakes in one place.

Meng Yiguang was shocked and angry, and the mosquito's voice sounded in his ears again: "Coward, are you dishonoring the face of the Divine Monarch?" ”

Sang Honggu's pupils outside the formation tightened suddenly, and he suddenly let out a chattering laugh, as if something ridiculous had happened.

This laughter in the sky was not concealed, but was transmitted to Meng Yiguang's ears without any difference, but now that this person has his own ideas, how can he care about the hardships of the road behind.

Broadsword requires pure combat, not a thought before and after.

Wu Jitang quickly found out about the changes in his opponent, and he didn't have much worry in his heart, but he was laughing at Meng Yiguang, only now did he adjust his state, I really feel sorry for you, if you can do it earlier, then it will be completely two states, but now it's not you alone, because I, Wu Jitang, is one step ahead of you to eliminate the distractions in my heart.

Since that person has come back to his senses, he can't cross him to harvest the lives of the people next to him, and if he is not completely sure, he will fall into a place of no return.

Wu Jitang was much more decisive than Meng Yiguang, and as soon as he noticed that something was wrong, he immediately took action, and ran to Meng Yiguang's face door with a move of 'Jiaolong Breath'.

Meng Yiguang's desire to harvest his soul was frustrated, but he was not a hesitant person, feeling the cold breath of the spear coming to his face, he knew Wu Jitang's thoughts, how there was no counterattack move.

I saw that as soon as Meng Yiguang's long knife tail was mentioned, Wu Jitang's breath was hit aside, and this was not over, the raised big knife fell, wanting to split Wu Jitang and his horse into two pieces.

The strong wind of the big knife blew the armor and grinned, how could he let Meng Yiguang's means succeed, and the spear that collapsed turned violently when it stopped.

Han Xian learned again, it turns out that cruising can also be used in this way, just when the big knife is about to die, the spear will also arrive, and Wu Jitang's idea is also realized, and the big knife is blocked.

The two of them distanced themselves a little, but their eyes did not withdraw from each other's bodies, and they continued to stare coldly, maybe a small movement of the other party was an opportunity for victory.

How can Han Xian not envy the wonderful things of others, but now all the envy has to be honestly collected in the bottom of his heart, because the buds of the phaseless can't help any waves.

But how can a person in the center be willing to be so lonely, and how sad it is that he has not been stained with blood until now.

With a sigh in his heart, his eyes were also taken back from Wu Jitang, his head lowered, and he glanced at the land, as if the land he was standing on was the cleanest, but this land that was not stained with blood did not feel holy at all, but more shame and loneliness.

But now Han Xian can't change anything, and he seems to be saying in his heart that you can only look at it lonely like this.

The eyes revealed unwillingness, and the eyes were no longer willing to get close to the shame, and drifted away again, but the heart was really shocked. I remembered an existence that I had forgotten for a long time.

Damn it, I forgot about you for so long.

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