Panicked, I want to stand up, but I need someone to give him this time, but that's the enemy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Did Han Xian's mind think about pity, he didn't think about it. I want to close my eyes, and I don't dare to look at my head from my body. But the eyes betrayed his soul, he had an opinion, and he didn't want to let go of any of the images of his own flesh and blood spraying. The brain, the fragile thing, came to a brief pause, thinking, maybe it's time to touch the soul with this long knife.

I don't know how many shells this trick has taken away, and this one in front of him is no different. I couldn't see the eyes under the red mask, and I didn't bother to care about it. What you have to do is to solve him quickly, and then quickly move on to the next one.

At this moment, Han Xian felt his soul.

They met in that white world, and the smiles from acquaintances were very kind.

No one under the mask could see if the smile was serene, and the mind had forgotten everything except the person he knew.

Why did he appear?

What did he come to do?

I don't think about how Han Xian can still feel that he is in this flesh-and-blood world at this moment, and the void left by fanaticism is replaced by the white expanse.

This white wants to isolate all enemies, does the soul really want to save this skin?

Of course, this is in vain, the world where the big knife exists is not bound by white, he is in front of it, and breaking it is the next breath.

The person under the cyan hideous mask may feel a trace of pleasure, this moment is too ordinary, this ordinary is too wonderful.

The soul pushed away his partner, whether he wanted it or not, it wasn't his world.

There was a tate thing that succeeded in reaping the eyes of betrayal, and he had to finally do his duty.

Or that place, what is that particular temperature on the face, why can you feel it flowing.

Is it blood?

Whose?

Is it your own?

How could there be a familiar pain, Han Xian was tired, his eyes were closed, and it was still black and comfortable.

Wu Jitang was looking for the person who needed time after finishing his enemy, although they were all the same weapons, but that person's special smell, he could find him.

Sure enough, here you fall too easily.

Wu Jitang imagined how panicked the man's brain was and how scattered his eyes would be.

The spear of the blue-armored man tried to harvest the soul, and the spear pierced his throat first.

At the moment when the spear was taken off, Wu Jitang's feet kicked violently on the horse, and a bullet jumped towards Han Xian.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, regardless of whether Han Xian on the ground had lost his life, he grabbed his spear with both hands. How can a person who has lost his life sway the cold away?

Grabbing the spear in his hand, Wu Jitang breathed a sigh of relief, in this place, it would be terrible if there was no pure iron in his hand. This armor seemed to be hard, but for the long knife with flowing power, it was only an instant to break through.

Wu Jitang wouldn't open his mouth to shout at the person who fell to the ground, and he kicked him hard.

But this man who thinks he is dead, how can this be enough.

Wu Jitang scolded secretly in his heart, what are you pretending to be dead at this time. If you don't wake up, I won't care about you, and I'll kick it over again.

Black couldn't suppress the familiar pain, and it still needed the light to soothe.

Dark red, someone you are familiar with. The head shook slightly, trying to see who this person was.

Wu Jitang saw that this person was fine, and his heart settled down, and then it could only depend on your own luck. I can help you once in this sinful place, but it's hard to help you a second time.

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Guan Hanning left his mount and turned into a part of the spear, stabbing like the man floating in the air.

That man, like Guan Hanning, was once a legend who never died in a hundred battles. It's not the first time that the person who rushed up with a gun has fought against him, and if he can shoot the person in front of him to death, then he will have a certain initiative in the next period of time.

Guan Hanning didn't think so, they were like enemies through the ages, and their eyes turned red when they heard the sound. Every time you fight, you want to kill the other party.

The ideas of the two of them are in vain, although they are desperate every time, they know in their hearts that their next move has a chance of more than nine layers that the other party can dodge.

Guan Hanning's sky-high blow unexpectedly missed, since the other party was dodging. It's an opportunity for battlefield veterans. Dodge once, then probably dodge the next.

The enemy will not give you a chance to breathe, since the strength is equal, what you want is to take the initiative, if you can press the other party to fight, one is happy, and the other is a great encouragement for the brothers below.

Since it was his own initiative, Guan Hanning knew how to use it, grabbed the tail of the gun with both hands and swept towards the green-armored man.

This move is very simple, but if you continue like this, you will become more and more passive. That person's marksmanship is too understanding, and the next storm is not something he hasn't tried, although he won't lose his life, but his passivity, there will be a lot of brothers with low morale, and this is what the other party wants most.

An army is never a one-person affair, it needs to be culled by a group of people.

There are not many options for him now, hiding and hard connection, both will be passive, but the opportunities are different.

The man in green armor knew what he had to do, unless it was very necessary, and it was much better to take it hard than to hide. Momentum is easily consumed in the move.

Besides, how much power the man can have when he grabs the tail of the gun and sweeps it over, maybe the next moment he will take the initiative.

The blade of the spear came into contact with the blade, and the spear was disassembled, and Guan Hanning failed to perform.

A smile appeared on the man's face the moment the weapon came into contact. Such a position is powerful for oneself, and you go down and I go up, which is too good for the chopping of my broadsword.

Guan Hanning actually didn't have much hope for this trick, knowing his embarrassing situation. How to resolve it is already clear in his chest, continue to grab the tail of the gun and roll over, and he doesn't have to think about it to know that the person will hold the tail of the knife and chop himself with the method of rebodying.

He rolled and came behind the man, and his embarrassment turned to the man, and the spear of the god of death was handed to the back of the man in green armor.

The man's smile had long since disappeared, and the sound of piercing the air behind him was too obvious, and one could imagine how deadly it was, whether it was stupidly waiting to penetrate the body.

Stepping on the wind with both feet, the long knife continued to collapse the spear, Guan Hanning knew that the situation of the initiative was coming to an end, because the man turned around and faced himself with the opportunity of the spear crashing.

Guan Hanning's breath was very calm, because the two of them were close enough, if the other party caught the breath flustered, then it would definitely be a rainstorm.

Look at each other for a short time, in order to see each other's faces clearly. In vain, the visor isolates everything. It's futile to find the flaws of the other party, the same state of attack, those eyes are exceptionally clear, and they are exceptionally cold.

It's too close, it's all long weapons, there's no room for them to use it, and the hand won't let go of their weapons, which only the chickens do, and their whole body can be said to be a weapon.

The two of them have the same idea, you can't straighten your legs, and when your feet work, someone else's knee will already kick you away. The knees collided together without any suspense. They all kicked each other violently and bounced away.

Guan Hanning also taught the man a trick in the retreat, the weapon in his hand cannot be forgotten, Guan Hanning's spear smashed at the retreating person, and the person who lost the opportunity could only defend passively.

When Han Ning stabilized his body, the man also stood firm.

Now it is superfluous to look at each other, it is better to fight together.

The wind is blowing again, and it is inevitable that it will disperse.

Looking at each other again, although I know that this is useless, but it is difficult to make achievements in fighting together, and sometimes there will be a stroke of genius in the calm.

Between Guan Hanning's fighting, Wu Jitang solved another person with the help of the power of Dengfeng, if it wasn't for the protection of that person, he could kill more enemies.

He also often pays attention to the battle situation above, and now he is also in the Wind Realm, watching Hanning's means. It's really beneficial.

And now I felt that I had a good chance, with my feet off the ground and a spear in my hand, I swept towards the target in the air like a tiger leaping out of the jungle.

The man in green armor felt the strange movement behind him, and the whistling of the air didn't need to think about it to know what was approaching behind him. Knowing that this confrontation between the vanguard groups will be a defeat for their own side.

Fortunately, he was far enough away from the person opposite, otherwise he would have been even more passive. Dodge kicked the distance away, ready to take over the windy swoop of Hanning.

But Guan Hanning didn't do this, and the moment Wu Jitang rushed up to get it, he found the person who needed protection, and looked at the somewhat lonely figure, as if he could see the distracted eyes. That person's dodge is an opportunity, but he should take care of the person he brought.

The spear didn't chase after the blue-armored man, and he didn't see any movement from Hanning, he raised a hand and struck at the air.

Han Xian felt a sudden huge force in the air, smashing into his head, the black completely surrounded him, he couldn't hear any sound, and fell into the dust.

His eyes sparkled and a smile crept up his cheeks.

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