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"Who are you from the Xuanyuan family of the Firmament Mausoleum?"

"No, the people of the Xuanyuan family, how can they survive in that battle?"

"By the way, the Xuanyuan family also has a little young master Xuanyuan Shaohong whose whereabouts are unknown, with your age, yes, you are Xuanyuan Shaohong!"

"Yes, it's you, Xuanyuan Shaohong, I saw you at that Enlightenment Ceremony!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Shaohong's Blood Hidden Extreme Realm was unleashed, seeing the eight identical figures surrounding him, the face of the white-clothed young man Han Yixin instantly became a little impermanent, first shocked, incredulous, then frowned, desperately searching for the memories in his mind, and finally his pupils shrank, his expression was certain, with a hint of firmness, a hint of hatred, and a little complicated look at the young man in front of him.

Thinking back then, the Firmament Mausoleum, Xuanyuan West Gate is the main, although there are many battles, but it can also be regarded as a piece of peace, but because of the appearance of this young man, instantly turned into a sea of blood, Xuanyuan Extinction Gate, West Gate Perished, even if it is a huge Firmament Mausoleum, it was almost turned into a ruin by the war that shook the world, the people of the city, there is not one in ten, and the original Qiling Grand Ceremony was loved by the heavens, and the seven spiritual species of purple flower hosta should be famous, and when the ancestors were glorious, it was a tragic disaster, both parents died, relatives and friends died, and overnight, from the high heaven into the hell of no return, this hatred and hatred are all because the young man in front of him was born like a shock, but it drove the wind and clouds of nine days.

"I'm really not mistaken, you are also from the Firmament Mausoleum, that amazing white-door boy Han Yixin at the Enlightenment Ceremony!"

"But although you and I are fellow countrymen, but just now you played me so hard, the death penalty can be avoided, the living crime is inescapable, and it is not good to beat you up, it is difficult to dispel this evil breath in my heart!"

"Smack!"

Although the fellow saw the fellow countryman, his eyes were full of tears, but the dragon's reverse scales were dead when touched, Xuanyuan Shaohong's pain just now needed to be vented, and the undoubtedly culprit Han Yixin was the punching bag, looking at the young man with a complicated expression in front of him, Xuanyuan Shaohong snapped his fingers lightly, and the seven shadow clones around him moved in response to the sound, attacking instantly like lightning, and attacking Han Yixin in the center mercilessly.

The shadow clone, although it is only seventy percent of the strength of the body, but after all, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, Han Yixin has been able to defeat three or four people, but he can't help six people and seven people, not to mention that Xuanyuan Shaohong just now broke his Jedi nightmare, which already caused him to suffer a certain degree of internal injury, and when he started to do it at this moment, it was naturally a little dwarfed.

In the blink of an eye, ten moves have passed, the two sides are still evenly matched, after ten moves, Han Yixin is a little unable to parry, his body is frequently attacked, although it is not fatal, but it is also extremely painful, after fifty moves, Han Yixin has completely become a sandbag, in the crit of seven Xuanyuan Shaohong, rock back and forth, but Han Yixin is also a strong person, even if he was beaten into a pig's head, but he did not make a cry of pain or begging for mercy.

"Smack!"

"Call it a day!"

Another crisp snap of his fingers, Xuanyuan Shaohong snorted softly, and the Seven Shadow Clones immediately retreated, retreated behind Xuanyuan Shaohong, and finally disappeared and became invisible, while Han Yixin, whose entire body was more than twice as fat, fell weakly, but after falling, he did not cry, but laughed, but in this laughter, there was a desolation, hatred, and anger.

"Haha!

"What are you laughing at?" Looking at the smiling face that was struggling to stand up and being beaten into a pig's head, Xuanyuan Shaohong saw a kind of desolation in it.

"Haha, laugh, why can't I laugh, don't I laugh and cry, I want to thank you well, thank you for this demonic asset, ruined the Celestial Mausoleum that gave birth to me and raised me, thank you for this proud son of the sky, I am separated from my relatives by life and death, thank you for this amazing talent, breaking the future that I should have risen, so in order to thank you, I decided to send you back to the West!"

Han Yixin struggled to stand up, supported his aching body with the spear in his hand, and slowly moved towards Shi Lei's corpse, and then in Xuanyuan Shaohong's puzzled eyes, a trace of black light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and a black lotus piece slowly floated out from his eyebrows, and then it rushed into Shi Lei's corpse like lightning, and then Shi Lei's corpse quickly became deflated in Xuanyuan Shaohong's shocked eyes, as if the flesh and blood were evacuated raw, and finally turned into a dry bone, covered with that bloodless dry skin.

The black light flashed again, and the black lotus piece flew away from the flesh and blood corpse, and returned to Han Yixin's eyebrows again, and at the same time as the black lotus piece returned, the damage suffered by Han Yixin's body was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the spiritual power lost in the battle was quickly recovered.

"It's you, it's you who framed me, and you killed those people outside!" Looking at Han Yixin, who had recovered as before, and even had a better momentum than before, and then looked at the corpse next to him, Xuanyuan Shaohong's brows furrowed, and his heart instantly cleared.

"That's right, I killed it, I just wanted to find a scapegoat casually, but I didn't expect that person to be you, my Young Master Xuanyuan, you say, are we too fateful!" Han Yixin, who clenched his fists tightly and looked a little confident, said disdainfully.

"Whether it's fate or not, I don't know, but I know that you make me very angry, and the consequences are serious!"

The change in Han Yixin's heart made Xuanyuan Shaohong puzzled at the same time, but he was also a little annoyed, the Blood Hidden Extreme Realm Shadow Clone launched again, seven figures, lightning attack, you blow, I palm, like a formation, but it recovered as before, and Han Yixin, who was coming to the battle, was not at all inferior at this moment, even if you were an enemy with two fists and four hands, I would break it with one shot.

"Humph!"

Seeing that his shadow clone did not occupy the top, Xuanyuan Shaohong moved again, the space of the Blood Hidden Extreme Realm moved, and he instantly filled the position, with the momentum of the divine dragon seeing the tail and not seeing the head, and appeared from time to time after the attack of the shadow clone, he was caught off guard by Han Yixin, and the expert knew if there was a shot, many years of experience, but as soon as Xuanyuan Shaohong joined, the situation between the two sides began to tilt.

Han Yixin had just dodged the claw attack of a clone, and there was an iron leg attack of the next clone behind him, and the spear hurriedly blocked the next palm wind raid, but after all, it couldn't resist the surprise attack of the real body that jumped out in an instant by relying on the movement of space.

"Blood Hidden Extreme, Jedi Nightmare!"

The situation was unfavorable, and Han Yixin, who tried to use the Blood Hidden Extreme Realm again to reverse the defeat, had just cast his move, but he was greeted by a clone of Xuanyuan Shaohong, the two collided, the clone shattered and disappeared, but the Jedi Nightmare also dispersed in response, silently.

The Jedi Nightmare is indeed terrifying, if he is hit again, Xuanyuan Shaohong will not be confident that he will be able to break through again, but you have a good plan, I have a bridge and ladder, no matter how strong your Blood Hidden Extreme Realm is, you can't hit my true body, what can you do about me, lose the Blood Hidden Extreme Realm, such a big killing weapon, Han Yixin began to have a trace of impatience in his heart.

The face is born from the heart, and the defeat is due to anxiety, seeing a trace of impatience on Han Yixin's face, a trace of evil smile flashed at the corner of Xuanyuan Shaohong's mouth, deliberately selling a flaw, and Han Yixin, who was carried away by anxiety, attacked without thinking about it, and fell directly into Xuanyuan Shaohong's trap, when he sensed the danger, he shouted that it was not good and wanted to take it back, but the offensive was out and the defeat was decided.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"You're defeated!" A wrong move was lost, Han Yixin was careless, but he was concentrated in the chest by Xuanyuan Shaohong, and his heart was beaten out alive, his face was pale, and his body was even weaker to kneel on the ground, but Xuanyuan Shaohong turned his hands into claws, standing on top of his head, just grabbing it lightly, ensuring that his brain was shattered and his body was dead.

"Haha, what's the matter if you lose, I just hate not killing you, but I also earned it, I should have died in that battle six years ago, I picked it up for six years, I'm worth it, haha!"

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