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Of course, Han Xian thought about escaping and fighting to the death with these walking corpses, that was completely stupid behavior, he was alone, although he could kick down a piece, but now it was not as simple as a piece, even if he was not ground to death by his teeth, he must have been exhausted to death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Han Xian borrowed the power of the old corpse, rushed into the sky with an excited face, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Hehe, what are some brainless guys, just borrow your heads." ”

After all, he hasn't climbed the wind yet, so he can't stay in the air for long.

Han Xian stepped on a head like a dragonfly dotting water, and just as he was exerting his strength under his feet, he looked into the distance to find the direction of the sky.

"Uh~~"

The mind sank slightly, and the body shook involuntarily slightly, and the Dao power that was originally about to vomit was stagnant, and I could imagine that there would be a lot of walking dead, but what I didn't expect was that there would be so many.

It seems that this is not Weishan, but the kingdom of cold corpses, and Han Xian accidentally woke them up, and now he is in their pots and bowls, struggling with knives and forks.

Although Han Xian was stunned, the head under his feet did not lose his crazy thoughts, and his cold white palm grabbed Han Xian's ankle, determined to pull him off his head and send him into his abdomen.

Surprise is not stupid.

The whirring fingertips rubbed against Han Xian's heartbeat, and with a spit out of the Dao force under his feet, he directly kicked and twisted his head to the side, and at this moment, his eyes were full of falling spots.

The figure fell again, this time of course, not hesitating, the force of the Dao was immediately vomited, and immediately stayed away from not giving the walking meat any chance to fight back.

Can people dancing on their heads have a good time?

At this moment, Han Xianke must not have a cheerful heart, although there are many heads, they are even bigger, but the disgusting thing is that there are too many of them, and letting himself swim easily is just doing useless drifting in the vast sea.

And now Han Xian, who is deep in the skull, is really like floating in the sea, his eyes are full of water, if he accidentally falls down, then this life will rest in peace, there is no possibility of standing up his backbone, and the walking dead with blood-red eyes will definitely grind his bones into his stomach.

Is it really stupid?

Of course, these brainless cold corpse heroes are stupid, but they are stupid and they have not forgotten their instincts, although they can no longer dodge and take them as they were alive, but the instinctive jump has not forgotten a point, but has a bit of a sense of carrying forward.

Just as Han Xian kicked a head away and flew into the sky, the cold corpse on the ground actually jumped up directly from the flat ground and gnawed at him with a fishy mouth.

My heart suddenly beat wildly, and I felt sad.

And just when he was frightened, the fist that had been prepared for a long time was also forced.

'Bang. ’

There was a muffled sound, and there was a miserable scream, and the clumsy body of the cold corpse that was beaten down by Han Xian was suddenly overwhelmed, and at this moment, Han Xian stood firm with his fall, but Han Xian, who stepped on his head, was indeed cold.

Apparently this guy got off to a bad start.

Sure enough, just as Han Xian jumped again, several corpses rushed up on the ground, and there was no doubt that it was impossible for Han Xian to leave like a dragonfly floating in water.

Fortunately, Han Xian didn't have much hope for this ridiculous ease.

Although you can't fly in the air like the wind, you can do a little Tengna dodge in the air if you have the gift of the red line.

Undoubtedly this is the privilege of the living, and those who have been cold have lost it.

A pair of fists opened and closed, and even used both legs and feet, and suddenly several cold corpses in the air smashed their companions like stones.

And this is the rhythm of death, as soon as the foot falls, it immediately flies.

And the flying body and the void are indeed the place of tigers and wolves, and that is really a very bad beginning, first a corpse, then a group, and now it is almost overwhelming.

Before Han Xian's figure jumped, there was already a black pressure waiting for him in the air, and it was much looser on the ground.

The face is cold, and the way to escape from the sky that he once thought is undoubtedly unworkable at this moment, and the color of ruthlessness suddenly appeared on his face.

As soon as the body moved, those cold corpses that jumped and were empty did not pounce this time.

Han Xian was actually very heavenly and landed on the flat ground, although the wild dance on his head was chic, but it was absolutely worthless compared to being down-to-earth.

At this moment, Han Xian really had no intention of enjoying it, and his body turned into a swimming snake and walked through the corpses.

Although the running is very fast, but this winding momentum is indeed very difficult, not only to always pay attention to the corpse-shaped rain falling from the sky, but also to be very careful of the teeth that ring in the ears.

Han Xian was already on the ground, and it was useless to go to the sky at this moment.

Suddenly, Han Xian drowned in the sea of heroes, dancing with heroes, this torment was indeed very painful, if he wanted not to be drowned, he had to struggle hard.

Every time Han Xian's fists were swung out, he did his best, and at this moment, he didn't need Han Xian to look at it with his eyes, his fists didn't need to look for his face, and the madness of his face came up on his own, and the hateful thing was that they must have fishy teeth.

And at this moment, the person has not been put to the ground by this unique smell, which means that Han Xian's nose is completely deaf.

If Han Xian's fist is not strong enough, if Han Xian starts to take care of his back, then he thinks that the person is dead.

Because how can the hands hold the teeth of the eight directions.

All he could do was a pair of iron fists flying left and right, and his feet rushed out with either his chest or his face.

"Huhu~~. ”

This effort seemed to have no end, the breathing became a little disordered, and what was even worse was that a pair of arms seemed to be cast of iron, and every swing was stinging.

"Bang~~"

Han Xian punched out and shattered the face in front of him, but with unprecedented power, the cold corpse and his surroundings were not knocked to the ground as before, but only staggered backwards.

Was Han Xian shocked by this?

The cold face of the front could not fill any color except for exhaustion, his eyes were slightly raised, he was really very small in this crazy red, he used to think that he would be buried in the green flame, but now he knew that the flame of the burning body was still red, but it was mixed with the cold white.

"Hey~~"

What he saw must have made Han Xian's eyes full of sighs, but in addition to sighing, he did find an abrupt blackness in his eyes.

"Bastard, how stupid you are like this. ”

Han Xian was already scolding in his heart.

How could this stupid person be someone else except for himself Han Xian, who stupidly thought that outside the tomb was the real way to live, and he really didn't know that the place where he stood before was the edge of life.

The huge tombstone, engraved with great existence and great words, is your own great place to live.

But the stupid people are indeed willing to seek the near and far, and they are very brave to put themselves in danger.

The twitching corners of his mouth must have scolded him, and the original lonely eyes were shining again, although he knew in his heart that it could not be an absolute place to live, but at least it would be a place of hope.

And no matter when and where, Han Xian always believed in his heart that as long as he lived, there must be hope.

However, even if he misses out his life, he wants to take him into his arms again, and what he has to pay is not as simple as the way he came.

Since there was no way on the ground, Han Xian could only fix his way of life in the air, and the Dao force was shocked, and the teeth that pounced on Han Xian's body suddenly fell into the air, and for a while, the sore bones of the teeth were cracked, and it was obvious that they were so anxious that even their teeth were shattered.

And at this moment, Han Xian once again stepped on his head with one leg, and there was no way underground, so he could only survive in this air, and before his feet moved, he thought that a black shadow was covering behind him.

"Haha~~"

Han Xian laughed indulgently, the cold corpse was completely emptied, how could he still be stuck on the road to death, it was already a turnback, and this sudden change was something that those cold corpse heroes who had no brains and only relied on instinct could not think of, and he took this opportunity to suddenly rush out for a long distance, and the place of life gradually solidified.

But Han Xian's joy couldn't smile far, because there were too many corpses in the sky, why did they need to be separated by blocking themselves, and they were forced underground again.

Sometimes the body in many can't compensate for the importance of the head, just some headless flies.

"Whew~~. ”

Han Xian vomited, his heart was already a little more relaxed, whether it was on the ground or in the air, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, but he couldn't stop his smart brains from combining with each other, Han Xian fought bravely on the ground for a while, and danced in the air for a while. Taking advantage of the space of this transformation again and again, he leaned firmly towards Zuo Mu's tomb.

Heroes who die and leave their heads and bodies down are stupid, but those who can burn greed in the dark are a little shallow in their intelligence.

Han Xian's intentions, Zuo Feng must have understood.

That face must have cheered with Han Xian's distress, but now he was a little disappointed, and he said stupidly: "It's over, it's over~~"

Of course, Uncle Ao was disdainful of his master, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's still ~~." ”

And just before these words of relief could be spoken, Zuo Feng was like grasping a life-saving straw, his breathing was even shorter, and he roared anxiously: "Ao Xiang, don't let him get close there~~." ”

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