Song Yuanhuanzhi

The ancient trees are towering and the forests are deep.

The blue sky was cut into strands of blue satin by the tall tree branches, and the mottled light spots scattered down, and the light kept flickering as the leaves moved.

The people in hiding are gradually exposed under investigation, and the battle has begun.

Zhuang Qiang and the others were able to kill a person in one shot because of their surprise.

In this way, because of this advantage, the gap in the number of the two sides has been narrowed. The two teams are now in a stalemate. Although Song Huan is anxious, it is useless if Han Guan does not solve it.

Han Guan didn't care about the situation behind him. He moved his chin, then pushed away the braid hanging on his face, locked his eyes on Song Huan, and said, "Young man is a bit capable, I will let you see it today. I am amazing!"

Han Guan continued to swing the Zhanshen Dao, his movements were slow but with an unavoidable impact.

Wind blows from the blade, and it gradually enlarges in Song Huan's pupils.

Song Huan wanted to retreat, but someone behind her seemed to be pushing her, trying to send her into the knife.

Just when Han Guan thought he could solve Song Huan immediately, Song Huan disappeared.

"boom--"

The Zhanshen Dao slashed empty, and one-third of it sank into the soil.

When Han Guan was wondering why Song Huan was missing, Song Huan suddenly jumped up from behind Han Guan and swung the Yanling Saber with both hands.

Han Guan is not a vegetarian, he was keenly aware of Song Huan's movements, he turned over and rolled on the spot, dodging Song Huan's moves.

The two of them came down with a few moves, either you dodged or I dodged, and neither of them could do anything to the other for a while.

Han Guan's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils constricted, and he fixedly aimed at Song Huan in the distance. He held his breath and concentrated, as if blood was reflected in the bottom of his eyes.

After a few tricks, he once again refreshed his understanding of Song Huan.

Although this person is small in stature, his burst of strength is not inferior to his own race.

Han Guan looked at the Zhanshen Dao inserted into the soil beside him. Since the Zhanshen Saber was useless against the opponent, he could only use his fists!
While Han Guan was running towards Song Huan at a high speed, he stomped his left foot on the ground, leaped lightly, and flew up, clenched his right hand and raised it high, accumulating his whole body on the right fist, and using the acceleration of gravity, this The power of falling fists cannot be underestimated.

Song Huan wanted to draw a gourd from Han Guan to the opponent's back in the same way, but at this moment, an arrow shot from directly in front of her, and her retreat was instantly cut off.

Song Huan had no choice but to stop the opponent's approaching fist immediately to stabilize his body.

She swung her right arm in turn, and the Yanling Saber in her hand slashed towards Han Guan.

It's a pity that the preparation materials of the Yanling Saber were not the best, and it exploded instantly under Han Guan's fist.

A wound was cut on Song Huan's right cheek by the shattered blade. Blood oozed from the wound, adding a coquettish look to Song Huan's resolute aura. In the flash, she could only use her fist as a shield , facing the fist twice as big as his own.

When the fist met the fist, Han Guan froze, his eyes showed surprise.

Seeing that Han Guan had reacted, Song Huan smiled. She didn't give the other party time to react, and directly held the other's wrist with her backhand, and pressed her left hand against the elbow joint in the opposite direction. With a click, Han Guan's hand broke .

Han Guan clutched his right hand and took a few steps back to relieve himself.

Song Huan pulled out the dagger from his waist again, as if taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

Han Guan gritted his teeth in pain, and when he saw Song Huan chasing him, he took a deep breath, put a little force on his toes on the ground, jumped up, and rushed towards the tree in the air. With an uninjured hand, accompanied by the sound of a branch, his five fingers had firmly clasped a branch, his legs wandered towards the trunk, hooked in time, and his body was instantly clinging to the tree.

"Who are you?" Han Guan looked at Song Huan in pain.

Song Huan kept her mouth shut, ran over and pulled out the Zhanshen Dao on the ground at the same time, her legs walked around the world, her waist exerted strength, and the Zhanshen Dao seemed to lose weight in her hand, picking, grabbing, pulling, sealing, twisting, The series of actions of stabbing are smooth and smooth, as if they have been done thousands of times.

Han Guan never thought that he would be attacked by his own weapon.

In order to avoid this blow, he had no choice but to loosen his hand and fall directly to the ground, but at the same time as he fell, Song Huan was also approaching him.

The dagger that cut iron like mud made Han Guan lose his color again.

Han Guan gritted his teeth, and while fighting with Song Huan, he designed to knock Song Huan's dagger into the air.

Song Huan didn't run out to pick up the dropped dagger, she landed on Han Guan's body with dull punches, Han Guan gradually couldn't hold back, staggered back until his body flew upside down and hit a person behind him. The shrubs and shrubs can only hear the sound of clicking and eating pain again and again.

Song Huan saw the timing, caught up with Han Guan again, raised his leg and swept across, like a heavy whip, he came out one after another, directly hitting Han Guan's lower body, each blow was more powerful than the other, forcing Han Guan to retreat again and again, his whole body was in a mess ,
Han Guan was so angry that he forgot the pain of the bone fracture. His attention was on the other hand. The fist in his hand was as hard as steel, wrapped in gusts of wind, whistling out , slammed violently at Song Huan, hitting Song Huan's neck from top to bottom.

Compared with the strength and speed at the beginning, Han Guan dropped by more than a star and a half, Song Huan managed to dodge it, and fought Han Guan again with fists.

During the fight, Han Guan had a deeper understanding of Song Huan's power. In his understanding, only their clan could have such divine power. It was the divine power obtained by their high priest through sacrifices.

He didn't believe that Song Huan, a bastard from the Yanhe Dynasty, could possess power no less than that of their own nation.

He desperately wanted to know Song Huan's identity.

His hostility towards Song Huan subsided a little, he said: "Your power comes from the same source as my clan, who are you?"

Song Huan immediately understood the meaning behind the other party, and said, "You don't need to know who I am, and you don't need to know."

Han Guan's strength suddenly soared. Song Huan thought it was all his strength just now, but unexpectedly, he actually hid his hand. The opponent punched Song Huan extremely fast, hit Song Huan's stomach, and made her take a few steps back in pain. , Han Guan said in a persuasive tone: "This general underestimated the enemy before. If you are a lost child of our family, I think you don't know your life experience. This general can spare your life. Otherwise, this place will be your burial place." !"

Song Huan felt the smell of rust rising from her throat, and she wiped away the blood that had gushed out of the corner of her mouth. She endured the abdominal pain, stood up straight, poked Han Guanwozi directly and said, "From my body shape, I know that I can't It's your clansman, you just want to recruit me by saying that."

Han Guan snorted coldly, "Since you are stubborn, you will die today, next year today will be your memorial day!"

After he finished speaking, he attacked Song Huan again, this time with all his strength.

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