At this time, Han Xun was indeed laughing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info his left hand completely exploded, and blood continued to flow outward. This undoubtedly caused him great pain, and his face was exposed as a result. His face was very hideous, but on this painful face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he actually pulled out a weird smile!

"What are you laughing at?" Sixi asked with a furrowed brow. In his opinion, Han Xun was already at the end of his rope, and it was impossible to make any more big moves.

"I, Han Xun, have fought for 30 years in my life, including 36,972 battles against the enemy. Regardless of strength, a total of 73,821 enemies were killed. But no one who fights against me will ever leave alive. Today, even though I am old, I still won't lose! This time, although I will die, I will also kill you!! junior."

Speaking of which, Han Xun seems to be no longer good. A look of relief appeared on his face, and he shouted with all his might: "Protect the tomb!"

"Knock !!"

As soon as these two words came out, his body fell directly to the ground. Four joys and one sense, the vitality in his body has been dissipated.

"Is it just cruel words?" Sixi touched his chin, a little puzzled. But almost at the same moment, a look of astonishment appeared on his face. "No, why is the crested finchtail knife missing?"

Just now, Han Xun threw him into the sky, but how long has it been, and he hasn't fallen yet. Something is wrong!

Sixi hurriedly looked up, but before his head could be fully raised. The previous thread of spiritual power suddenly appeared behind him and slammed into Sixi's back at an extremely fast speed. However, this spiritual power thread is not offensive in any way. It was like a big hand, attached to Sixi's back, pulling it to the ground.

"Boom!"

Sixi fell backwards to the ground, he struggled to stand up, but this silk thread was formed by the spiritual power of Han Xun's whole body. Sixi and Han Xun are both in the Yuan Infant Stage Great Perfection, and their strength is similar, and it will take time for him to break free from this spiritual power thread. However, according to Han Xun's words just now, how could it be possible to give Sixi time?

This is Han Xun's killer blow, and I saw Sixi's head and the crested finch tail knife constantly wandering. The knife was clearly not a spiritual treasure, but it seemed to have spirituality. It locked on Sixi's forehead and dropped it vertically and quickly. As it fell, a burst of crimson flames erupted from the blade. In a blink of an eye, the flames had spread throughout the blade, completely enveloping it. Judging from Sixi, where is the knife, it is clearly a huge fireball!

"Whoosh!"

The speed of the fireball was very fast, so fast that in just a few breaths, Sixi felt a strong burning sensation. If he continued like this, he would have been stabbed in the forehead by the knife and burned to ashes by the scorching flames.

"Lily!"

Sixi shouted, and the Tianyuan Immortal Mirror instantly appeared above his head, and Lily also conjured up.

"Hee-hee...... Master, you're so stupid, you've been knocked down again......" As soon as Lily appeared, she immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, and then, she landed and hit the bridge of Sixi's nose with a butt.

"Lala......"

Lily hummed softly a song that Sixi had never heard before, and his little feet kept shaking and dotting at Sixi's mouth.

Four joys: "......"

For the naughty Lily, Sixi didn't care about it for a long time, and his eyes were fixed on the Tianyuan Immortal Mirror. The mirror moved up and the fireball fell, and the two collided in an instant.

"Boom!"

All the light of the fire poured into the mirror, turning it red. However, the mirror is intact and there are no signs of it to be destroyed.

Sixi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the Crested Sparrow Tail Knife was just a magic weapon, and his Tianyuan Immortal Mirror was a spiritual treasure. The two collide, and you don't have to think about it to know the result. Besides, his mirrors used to be treasures that overstepped the level to resist attacks!

After a long while, Sixi turned the spiritual power silk behind him. He jumped and rolled to his feet. At the same time, the heavenly duel is also coming to an end. The flame does not burn indefinitely, it has been extinguished for such a long time. Now all that was left was the crested finch tail knife still hitting the mirror, but the attack did not leave a single scratch on the mirror.

Sixi smiled slightly, and the second layer of the Quartet Guardian was finally broken. Now, his task is only to light incense in the two large tripods on the third floor.

"Alright, the crested finchtail knife is back!"

Suddenly, Han Xun's voice sounded again, and when the crested finch tail knife heard it, it immediately flew back upside down. Sixi looked forward, and it turned out that Han Xun's soul had left his body. He didn't look at Sixi, but at the knife beside him. Stretching out his hand, Han Xun wanted to continue to touch it, but helplessly, his current figure was illusory, and he couldn't touch the knife at all!

"Hey!" Han Xun's face showed a hint of loneliness, he lowered his head and sighed secretly, and then walked to his statue without looking back.

"The world has been decided, and the four seas are peaceful. Now that the Tang Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous, who remembers the wars and swords of the past......"

"Back then, the battlefield was an autumn soldier. Thirty years, even if it has passed the ancient age, I, Han Xun, have never been defeated or old! But now, ...... Hey, old ......."

"I still remember back then, in the Gujing Bazaar, His Majesty put his arm around my shoulder heartily and said, 'Han Xun, I know that you are a person who is unwilling to be ordinary!

"If you don't forsake me, I won't leave ......"

"Thirty years, thirty years! I have shared weal and woe, we have cried and laughed together! I have been defeated together, and we have fled together......

"In the blink of an eye, we are all old! And we have created a new world! The Tang Dynasty was established, His Majesty ascended the throne, the capital was established, the capital was established, and the territory was expanded...... But Your Majesty, you are already in a trance, like a stranger......"

"Everything in the past has turned into dust in a blink of an eye, not to mention it, what is the purpose of my Han Xun's southern and northern wars for so many years?"

"My body is like a rotten wood, and I will succeed in ten thousand dry bones!" I, Han Xun, am willing to give up everything, and only hope that the incense of my Han family can be continued......"

"Hahahaha...... Glory, wealth, fame, great cause...... Your Majesty, Han Xun, I just want to ask you, why?"

Han Xun is different from Yan Zhi, Wu Shi, and Meng Fei, he is awake now, but his face is full of pain. He was like a child, kneeling next to his statue, crying hysterically. He kept scolding him, as if his good brother, Emperor Taizu, would jump out and explain the ins and outs to him.

Looking at Han Xun's tear-stained old face, Sixi's expression was a little gloomy. He knew that the Maoshan formation would still be activated, and Han Xun would be awake for a short time. He stood quietly, not wanting to disturb the old man's remaining time. Sure enough, not long after, the damn eight-pointed star array resurfaced.

A burst of crimson light shot out, and Han Xun's body was shocked. His face was gloomy, and he stood up, trying to wipe the tears from his face. But the next moment, he was a little stunned. I am the soul, where are the tears!

Han Xun felt that his time was running out, and he set his eyes on Sixi. I saw that his legs trembled and he knelt down suddenly.

"Luo Shaoxia, from the moment you entered the Vermilion Bird Guard, my soul has seen it. I can tell you're a good person. The old man couldn't help himself before, please forgive me!"

Sixi never thought that Han Xun would make such a move, and this scene suddenly appeared, so he didn't feel it. When he came back to his senses and wanted to say a few words. Han Xun spoke again, and the words that had been brewing in his throat were beaten back again.

"Luo Shaoxia, the old man begs you to help me with one thing...... If...... If you can see my son Han Fei, please convey it for me, and you will ...... Just say...... Fame is like smoke. The people of my Han family do not seek to make meritorious contributions, but to live a peaceful life. The right and wrong of the government and the opposition are unpredictable...... This official will resign......"

Sixi lowered his head and groaned for a while before raising his head. He looked at Han Xun who was full of hope in his eyes, and he couldn't bear it. Then he nodded solemnly. When he saw Sixi's serious expression, Han Xun's face was full of smiles. He had no worries in his heart, and as soon as his palm moved, the totem Gu bead immediately shot out of his body and flew directly to Sixi's side. Immediately after, the crested finch tail knife also flew over.

"Bell!" the knife slammed into the floor with a crisp sound.

"Gu Zhu is a great righteousness, this is what a young hero deserves! The treasure knife is a private favor, and it is a gift to the young hero! Great kindness, Han Xun is toothless and unforgettable......"

As he spoke, Han Xun knelt down again. He quickly kowtowed three times to Sixi, and then was finally pulled into the formation by the red light.

"Thank you ......"

Only two words reverberated in the room......