"You are confident! No need! I don't want to fight with people now! Because... Haitang was humiliated, this is because her skills are not as good as others, and it has nothing to do with me. I just want to prove that my money is sprinkled with flowers and rain is not as useless as you said!" Mr. Wuhen said lightly: "One move! After one move, I don't care who you love!"

Who is Mr. Wuhen? Legend has it that he is able to understand ghosts and gods, proficient in astronomy and geography, divination and astrology, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia, and is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He is popular in the martial arts world. His name was second only to the unbeaten naughty boy Gu Santong and the iron gall god-like god-master Zhu Wushen.

But in fact? It's not so! This is just a mythical description! It's really a... well, a world-weary person! He hates anyone! Especially now, he has no relatives and does not need any relatives. He wanders around the world, just like a prodigal son, his only hobby is probably gambling,! However, this is also a person with extremely poor gambling, known as the big fat sheep! It seems that he has never won.

Han Wen shrugged and said, "One move? Are you sure? Not here to kill me? I made your apprentice Shangguan Haitang look like eighteen...what! Are you not angry at all? You don't want to avenge her at all?"

"That's just that I owe her parents a favor before. I taught her martial arts. After paying off the favor, it has nothing to do with me! In this world, I probably only have a friend like Gu Santong, and I don't even have a relative. Whether others are good or bad, life or death, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, it doesn't matter!" Mr. Wuhen raised his eyebrows, and it can be seen that this is also a cold-hearted person, just like Guihai Yidao, no! It should be said that it is more heartless than Guihai Yidao!

Guihai Yidao's coldness is a kind of cold face and heart, and he will have people who are related to and care about him. And Mr. Wuhen's coldness is the indifference that emanates from his bones. Perhaps. This is also related to his life for so many years? Everyone likes to stare at his face, and no one has ever looked at his heart. Perhaps, Gu Santong is a weird person. He has never cared about whether he looks ugly or beautiful. He only knows how to cheat and cheat in the casino with him, a gambling friend?

"Okay! Then one move!" Han Wen turned the sword in his hand and smiled, "You first? Or I first? But before the fight, I still need to say that there is no garbage martial arts in the world, nor is there a waste of martial arts. There are only garbage practitioners and waste practitioners! I don't seem to say anything bad about sprinkling money in the sky! I still remember that there was a man who could use Taizu's long fist to exert the power of peerless martial arts! That's why it's amazing!"

Han Wen is talking about Xiao Feng! Xiao Feng... This is also an alien. No matter what martial arts or martial arts are, he can learn it and learn it with great success. And his internal strength is as deep as an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. Simple moves can allow him to exert great power. At least, Han Wen is undoubtedly very envious of his realm!

"Oh? Interesting! I really want to see it!" Mr. Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and stood up. The two of them stood five feet apart in the yard, looking at each other. Mr. Wuhen said, "As the guest, you will follow the master! Since you are the master, I should listen to you. Whoever comes first and who will come, you have the final say!"

"Then you come first!" Han Wen's eyes turned and smiled. He didn't understand this young master Wuhen. Although he had explored some of Shangguan Haitang's martial arts methods, it was not safe. Now, he asked Young Master Wuhen to take action first. Although he would not be able to take the lead as well as he took action first, he is no longer the same as before. He was confident of avoiding Young Master Wuhen's move. The reason for doing this was because he was determined to kill!

That’s right! He planned to end Mr. Wuhen in one move! Because Mr. Wuhen knows his identity, whether Mr. Wuhen will tell him or not, it will be a trouble for him. Instead of doing this, it’s better to end the worries forever! I believe that people in the world can keep their mouths tight, it’s better to believe that a toad can really eat swan meat!

"Be careful!" Mr. Wuhen hugged his chest with his hands, and Wufeng was automatically. Korean could even see the internal force condensed in front of Mr. Wuhen. It was very strong, at least not much weaker than his own internal force! In an instant, Mr. Wuhen moved the golden copper coins in the sky and flew into the sky. His internal force was like a machine gun and shot bullets on the golden copper coins, hitting Hanwen! His methods were so clever, Shangguan Haitang was just a slag with less than five points of combat power!

The golden coins beautifully drew out one after another in the sky, colliding with each other was like a symphony of immortal music, but this was more like a symphony of death. During the flight, their traces were unpredictable, coming from all directions. Korean language could not even use light skills. They could only stand up to greet each other, quickly draw the sword, and pick these copper coins one by one to avoid hurting themselves.

But as soon as these copper coins were picked up by him, they would be collided by the copper coins coming from behind, and flew towards Han Wen again, continuously, trapping Han Wen in the middle like a formation. If you are not careful, a hole would be opened on your body. In just a moment, Han Wen's body was scratched more than a dozen parts. Although it was not a fatal injury, it did make him feel overwhelmed.

Taking a deep breath, Han Wen's eyes were as lightning as lightning, and he slapped the golden copper coins to stop him from attacking him, or in other words, he was seeking a breathing opportunity, mobilizing the internal strength of the whole body, and using the three methods of entering hell among the three swords he had just learned of, he stabbed out the three swords at a super level. The powerful sword energy knocked down the golden copper coins, like a wall of Donomian dominoes. He opened a passage, and the moves of raining raining in the sky came to an end!

"Okay! Good method!" Han Wen looked at his embarrassed look and nodded in admiration, saying, "In my impression, there are not many hidden weapons experts like you! Next! It's my turn! Are you ready? Mr. Wuhen! My sword-soon!"

Indeed, Han Wen's sword was indeed very fast. Before he finished speaking, he rushed out with the lightning, and the dust behind him did not even fall! This sword was a one-word sword! It was full of murderous aura! It pursued the combination of momentum and speed! Within a straight line distance, the most lethality is the strongest! Moreover, this sword also contains all the essence, energy, and gods of Han Wen's killing sword! A move agreement is actually the most unfavorable to Mr. Wuhen! Because Han Wen had blocked his move before, now he has to respond, and he has to do it like Han Wen.

A folding fan suddenly slipped out of Mr. Wuhen's sleeve, and several golden copper coins were beaten out by him in succession, one by one, and he hoped to use this move to delay Korean's speed, but Korean would never retreat or stop at this time. The sword in his hand emitted sword energy, and the copper coins were cut into pieces one by one, and even broken copper coins scratched his cheeks, but his speed was still very fast! Very fast!

"Huh..." Mr. Wuhen lowered his head, as if he saw Han Wen's sword stabbing his throat. Before the folding fan could not respond to the enemy, he slid on the ground and splashed a piece of dust. Mr. Wuhen vomited a mouthful of blood, but his throat was broken by the sword and could not speak. He looked at Han Wen deeply. He fell to the ground dejectedly. Even though he died, Mr. Wuhen was so calm and elegant, and he was still the popular spring dream. Wuhen was so handsome!

Han Wen sat on the ground, gasping for breath, muttering to himself: "Why don't you use light skills? Can pride and other things be used as food? I took your moves because your moves trapped the possibility of using light skills. My sword, very quickly, isn't it fast for a master who is famous for his hidden weapons? People! Don't be too persistent, sometimes it may not be a good thing to compromise! If your life is gone, can you come back in the next life? Haha! Who knows!"

"Are you okay? Cousin?" There was a fight outside the door, how could the people in the room eat? Seeing Han Wen sitting on the ground, Su Xin hurriedly ran out, trying to help Han Wen up. Looking at the bleeding wound on Han Wen's body, she felt so distressed that she almost burst into tears.

Han Wen sighed secretly. If he waited for the day when the truth was revealed, would he really be cruel? Waving his hand, he said on the surface: "It's okay! I'm a little tired! I just made one move, but it's a lot of consumption! Either you die, or I die! Fortunately, he died! Look! The young master Wuhen was popular in the past, everyone loved each other, and flowers bloomed! I wonder how many men in the world are glad that I killed him!"

"It's really Mr. Wuhen! He looks really like Shangguan Haitang!" Cheng Shifei shook his head and looked at Mr. Wuhen's body. His expression also became stiff, and he said, "You... did you actually kill him? He is Haitang's master..."

"If you don't kill him, do you still have to talk to him about your ideals in life? Dig a hole and sell him! Chen returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil, and everyone is dead. Is it useful to say these things now?" Han Wen glanced at him, stood up slowly, and said, "Let's just use some golden sore medicine first!"

"Why is it me again?", Cheng Ming was extremely depressed;

Han Wen turned around and said, "Do you still want me to dig a hole? Believe it or not, I suck you? Little bastard! Take back your slick and slutty tricks for me!"

Cheng Shifei was frightened by the roar and shrank his neck, carrying Mr. Wuhen's body and ran away. While running, he muttered: "Am I his biological child? Why are I so fierce to me?"

Well, his suspicion is right. He is really not Han Wen’s biological child, he is just a cheap son! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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