"Kid, if you dare to touch this thing, I'll cut off your hand! Do you believe it or not? ”

An eerie voice with a playful tone sounded unprovoked in the secluded village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ran Hanchuan stood up, a pair of small eyes searched everywhere for the source of the sound, his heart was extremely vigilant, Xiaoqing in his arms suddenly quieted down, and there was a light in the wolf's eyes.

"What kind of child are you, at a young age, you are quite handsome!"

"Who are you?" Ran Hanchuan looked around, his fists clenched into small hands trembled slightly, as if telling the uneasiness in his heart.

"What kind of eyes, look at your handsome skills, why are your eyes so bad!"

Ran Hanchuan finally found the owner of the voice, a black shadow was sitting on the roof of the village, looking at Ran Hanchuan with playful eyes, holding a pitch-black sickle in his hand, and gently tossing it. The person's clothes, Ran Hanchuan was extremely familiar, he was also dressed in a black robe, but the pale face was exposed in the afterglow of dusk, which was very terrifying.

"Did you kill the people in the village?" Ran Hanchuan pointed at the black-robed man and asked loudly.

The black-robed man said impatiently: "You kid, didn't you ask knowingly? That's right, I killed it, how are you? ”

"Why do you want to kill innocent people! You scoundrel! Ran Hanchuan accused with righteousness.

"Ouch, the child has a strong sense of justice! Hey, hey, hey. The man held the scythe that fell from the air in his hand, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly rushed towards Ran Hanchuan. Ran Hanchuan was shocked, he didn't expect that the man had said well in the previous sentence, so he suddenly pounced on him.

Trying his best to control his body, he quickly dodged to the side, the black sickle, faintly looking like it was about to cut Ran Hanchuan's body, but it suddenly stopped intentionally or unintentionally, so that Ran Hanchuan's body was in front of the blade of the sickle, and avoided it dangerously.

Xiao Qing in Ran Hanchuan's arms jumped out of his arms, and while the black-robed man was not paying attention, he hid in a dark corner and hidden. There was a burst of anger in Ran Hanchuan's heart, which was like playing with him, which made Ran Hanchuan feel ashamed and angry.

"You!" Ran Hanchuan looked at the black-robed man standing in front of him, and pulled out the long sword in the sheath behind his back with a "Zheng", which was the memorial left to him by the old man. It's not that he wants to use the old man's sword, but that he really can't pull out the long sword in the blue and black scabbard.

"Yo, the kid is still angry!" The black-robed man smiled gloomily, the sickle in his hand was horizontal in front of his chest, and he shook it, "It seems that the child will also use swordsmanship, come, let my brother play with you." As he spoke, the sickle slashed straight at Ran Hanchuan's face.

"Han Chuan, you remember, the "Xingyun Sword Technique" is a set of swordsmanship that focuses on defense, aiming to attack people later, so you have to practice it first until the defense can be impermeable, and the attack will be like thunder, understand?" The old man's admonition echoed in Ran Hanchuan's mind, and the long sword in his hand waved in front of him, the first form of "Xingyun Sword Technique", cloud gathering.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and Ran Hanchuan's small body was slashed aside by a blow from the black-robed man, and he fell to the ground hard.

"Hehe, the kid's skills are really good, but the strength is a little worse, ouch, it didn't hurt to fall!" In the banter of the black-robed man, Ran Hanchuan got up in pain, stared at the black-robed man angrily with small eyes, and tried to calm down the layers of waves in his heart caused by the mockery of the black-robed man.

"Good!" The black-robed man smiled evilly, "Then let's try again!" ”

The black scythe in his hand glowed with a faint black light, flickering repeatedly, like a poisonous snake constantly spitting letters, and its sharp fangs would bite Ran Hanchuan's vital point out of nowhere.

The black scythe of the "bell" was on the side of the position that was about to slash at Ran Hanchuan, and the hideous tip of the blade turned half a circle in front of Ran Hanchuan, and it was about to pierce his chest. The long sword in Ran Hanchuan's hand suddenly let go, and his left hand quickly took over the hilt, and the sword body happened to be obliquely blocked in his chest, and he quickly picked it up with all his strength. This pick is the fourth style in the "Xingyun Sword Technique" - Yun Dang, which is a rare move in this sword technique that is biased towards attack.

The black-clothed man shook slightly, and Ran Hanchuan fell to the ground again and quickly got up.

"Good boy," the black-robed man's voice sounded a little angry, and the black light on the scythe in his hand surged, "Now on, I can move for real!" ”

Under the intense black light, Ran Hanchuan's breathing was stagnant, and the feeling of oppression made him seem unable to even move, at this moment, in front of Ran Hanchuan's eyes, a huge black light sickle appeared, and the eerie and cold feeling was breeding all over his body. "Am I going to die?" Ran Hanchuan thought in his heart,

"What is the last resort, for example, when life and death are born!"

Isn't it time for life and death? The old man's admonition sounded in his mind again.

"Huh" The extremely ordinary Qingfeng in his hand stabbed forward, "This sword, be fast!" The flickering sword light quickly stabbed in front of the black sickle light and shadow, and suddenly picked up, "This sword, be steady!" "Gripping the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, he used all the strength of his body to slash down!

"Boom!" A huge roar sounded, and at the same time as Ran Hanchuan slashed down with a sword, a strong sword light erupted from the long sword, and this sword light actually condensed into a substance, and as the long sword fell, it also rushed out from the top of the sword body, like a tiger that had been dormant for a long time, moving like lightning! Thunder!

"Ahh The black-robed man's bitter howl resounded in the quiet village.

I don't know how far away from the village, the old man who pointed out Ran Hanchuan's swordsmanship, as if he felt something, his leisurely steps suddenly stopped, frowned, and muttered: "That kid, you're in trouble so soon?" Forget it, whatever, immortality is fate! Hahaha! ”

The black-robed man's body trembled slightly, and in front of his chest, a sword mark cut through his robe, and the bright red blood stained the black of the robe, and on the pale face of the black-robed man, a pair of eyes seemed to be about to burst out of sparks, looking at the long sword in Ran Hanchuan's hand, a trace of fear flashed on his face.

"How dare you hurt me! How could you hurt me! The black-robed man roared.

Ran Hanchuan looked at the scene in front of him, and he was also surprised, he couldn't have imagined that his desperate sword would actually achieve such an effect, looking at the long sword, his heart was full of doubts. "It's just an ordinary sword" This is what the old man told him, but this seemingly ordinary sword, why is it so powerful?

"Damn it!" The black-robed man roared, flew up again, and slashed at Ran Hanchuan's neck. Ran Hanchuan stabbed out with a sword, and the black-robed man's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated, like a frightened bird, and pounced on him from the other side.

The blades of the "Bang" were connected, but there was no abnormality, and the black-robed man suddenly showed a cruelty in his eyes, sneered, and waved the black sickle again and again, constantly slashing Ran Hanchuan's long sword.

The sound of "bang" and "bang" sounded again and again, thanks to Ran Hanchuan since he was a child, he had been using a sword to chop the boulder that Yun Xingtian had found for him, although his body kept retreating and trembling, and the huge force on the tiger's mouth stinged, but after all, it was blocked. Suddenly, on the long sword, a small gap was broken by the sickle, Ran Hanchuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly put away the sword, and the sickle slashed on the sword again, blasting him to the ground, and the long sword came out of his hand and fell to the side.

"Boy, why don't you block it? I cherish your sword so much! The black-robed man approached Ran Hanchuan gloomily, opened his mouth faintly, and said, "Boy, tell me honestly, how did such a rotten sword hurt me?" His voice seemed to be a little hysterical.

Ran Hanchuan shook his head, he himself was confused.

"Don't say? Good! The mad black-robed man raised his scythe glowing black and slashed down, but it was the sword, not the man.

"Don't!" Ran Hanchuan shouted weakly, and his body frantically rushed to the place where the long sword fell, but the black-robed man was still in a cruel smile, and in front of Ran Hanchuan, he split the sword into pieces.

"No!" Ran Hanchuan's eyes were red, looking at the sword in front of him that had been broken into several pieces, his heart was full of anger and grievances. "I only recognize swords, not people!" The old man's words are still in my heart, can't I see the old man again? Such thoughts filled his mind the moment the sword shattered, so much so that he seemed to have no regard for the mortal danger in front of him. Maybe I'm going to die here, then I really won't be able to see my uncle, Uncle Yun won't be able to find me, and Xiaoqing will have no one to take care of.

Just when Ran Hanchuan stayed in place, thinking wildly in his mind, the man in black licked his lips, as if he was quite disappointed by the sword that hurt him, looked at Ran Hanchuan who was stunned, squatted down, and gently put the sickle on his neck, "Little guy, you actually hurt me, then, as a reward, I will give you a good time!" ”

The black-robed man was about to go down hard, a red light suddenly flew into the black-robed man's hand, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on the unsuspecting black-robed man's hand, and Bobo's blood flowed out, and the black-robed man was in pain, and the sickle in his hand was loosened, and he quickly retreated to the side, and with a palm, he gently caught the black sickle that was about to fall on Ran Hanchuan's body.

It was a young man who was also dressed in black, although he was not as pale and terrifying as the black-robed man, his face could be said to be expressionless, and the only thing he had was probably the disgusted gaze that looked at the black-robed man. The cold appearance is very handsome, but the fly in the ointment is only the cold face and cold eyes. A bright red sword in his hand, red light flowing, so red as blood.

"Who are you!" The black-robed man asked sharply, the blood hole on his hand was still bleeding, he was very angry in his heart, thinking that he was just collecting something, and he was actually injured by the two of them, and he was very indignant.

"What did you do?" The young man's cold voice, no emotion, a brainless question, I don't know whether it was Ran Hanchuan or the tragic situation of the village.

"Humph!" The black-robed man was bulging all over his body, and in the rich black light, the wounds on his chest and hands were slowly healing, and his snake-like eyes stared at the young man, and said: "That's right, I did it, uncle, arrogant boy, believe me, you will soon become exactly the same fate as the people of this village." ”

"If you do it, then die!" The young man's cold voice was particularly cold in the village that had already darkened. In the night, a blood-colored red light flashed, and the young man didn't say any nonsense, so he rushed towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man was obviously stunned by the young man's words, and he didn't know whether he was angry or how, but suddenly found that the blood-red long sword in the young man's hand was about to stab him, and the black light instantly wrapped it in it and flew to the side of the roof with him. In the night, under the moonlight, the black-robed man stood on the roof, and with a slight movement of his hand, the black sickle on the ground floated on its own, and flew back to his hand with a "whoosh".

"Bastard, you've pissed me off!"

The black-robed man looked at the young man and opened his mouth, grabbed the sickle and rushed down from the roof, the young man was expressionless, and the long sword was raised.

In the night, the two of them were dressed in black, and they couldn't see their figures clearly, so they could only see a red light constantly flickering, and there was always a black light near the red light.

The blood-red sword light looked quite strange in the night, each sword was so ruthless and ruthless, and each sword slashed the black light in front of him.

The deep black light loomed in the moonlight, arrogant, crazy, as if endless, no matter how much it was cut away by the blood-red sword light, there would be new black light to follow.

In a violent collision, the blades of the two separated, and at the same time retreated, the black-robed man smiled fiercely in the retreat, and the black light around him was condensed on the black sickle, wanting to split out an arc-shaped blade light first, huge and hideous. The young man's long sword also burst out with a dazzling red light, bright as blood, and slashed forward, and a huge sword light greeted him.

"Bang!" One red and one black, two huge rays of light collided together, the village was dusty, and in the roar, a trace of bright red blood appeared on the pale face of the black-robed man, and the black-robed man glared fiercely, looking extremely uncomfortable, and it took a while to recover, and in front of the young man, the aftermath of the black light swept and was bounced to both sides, and the face still did not have the slightest wave.

"Cut, what a weird trick, it's on par with me." The black-robed man's face was even whiter, like a dead man in the moonlight.

"Don't compare me to your dirty stuff, I don't like it." The young man still had the same faint tone, and the black-robed man was obviously enraged again.

"Good you arrogant bastard! Give me death! ”

The black light around the black-robed man turned into huge waves in a blink of an eye, rolling towards the young man, overwhelming the sky.

The young man just glanced at it, and snorted coldly: "Blood Shadow Flash!" As he spoke, his long sword swept out, and the blood-red light on the sword's body swelled up suddenly, and then as if it had broken, countless blood-red rays shot out from it, knocking down on the black light that was about to come.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" ...... The moment the blood-red light touched the black light, it exploded, and the overwhelming black gas exploded without a trace in a short time.

The black-robed man was a little surprised, but the young man had already flown up, a sword stabbed out, the black-robed man couldn't dodge, and a bloody hole was cut on his arm, at that moment, he felt that his blood seemed to be taken away by the young man's sword, and his gloomy eyes became more solemn.

"Fool, you are distracted in a life-and-death duel!" The young man said coldly.

"Cut, you bastard is still teaching me a lesson? In a life-and-death duel with people, you don't take the opportunity to kill the killer, it's even more stupid! ”

"I don't want to kill someone who doesn't fight back, it's not interesting."

"You!" The black-robed man was stunned, and a kind of shame spread in his heart, I don't know if it was a coincidence or an inevitability, this feeling of shame was almost the same as the humiliation in Ran Hanchuan's heart before.

"Cut, it seems that the results of this collection have been in vain, and this is all due to you and that stinky little ghost!" The black-robed man's voice was fierce, and he saw that his hands were pinched into a strange shape, or a kind of magic trick, and the young man felt that the ground seemed to shake. Take a closer look. I saw that the black disk in the center of the village suddenly shook, and countless black qi suddenly gushed out, and the black qi that slowly gathered in the village also accelerated the speed of flow at the same time, and the black light on the black-robed man also poured into the plate on the ground.

After a few breaths of black qi, a huge and hideous monster head was formed, and it was impossible to see what it looked like. The monster opened its mouth, full of terrifying fangs, and suddenly burst out and rushed towards the youth.

The young man swung a sword light and slashed at the monster head, and the black qi that condensed the monster head only dissipated, and it recovered as usual in the blink of an eye, and the speed of pounced on the young man became faster and faster. The young man quickly stepped back, squinting slightly, and the long sword burst out again with a blood-red light, but it seemed useless to the strange head.

"Hahahaha, it's useless! You just suffer to die! The black-robed man's gloomy laughter echoed in the night, the young man frowned, retreated to the roof, and seeing that the strange head was coming, he swiped the palm of his left hand lightly to his wrist, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared on the right hand of the sword. The blood on his hand flowed on the sword body, and the blood-red sword body seemed to fuse the blood into one, and it was impossible to distinguish between the sword and the blood.

The young man's face was a little pale, it should be the effect of blood loss, but the blood-colored sword in his hand was red at this moment, and the blood-colored light was in the night, as if a huge blood-red rose was in full bloom, and above the sword body, a red figure appeared, his appearance was blurred, but his body continued to swell, until it became the size of a strange head.

The young man raised his sword and stabbed directly, and the blood-red figure and the strange head were intertwined, and the red and black lights spread out one after another, as if they were an explosion. In the huge roar, the red light gradually disappeared, and the young man's body appeared on Ran Hanchuan's side, although his face was a little pale, he still did not show the slightest expression, and the wound on his hand had actually scabbed.

The black qi was scattered in the air, chaotic, and the young man stared at the front, and those black qi actually began to converge towards the center of the village again!

"Hahaha! It's all said, wait for death obediently, why waste your strength! The black-robed man smiled darkly, extremely arrogant, and the young man glanced at him coldly, and for some reason, his eyes seemed to be a little weird.

The black-robed man was stunned, and looked at the black qi in the air and trembled, and there were signs of dissipation.

In the stunned eyes of the black-robed man, a little green wolf didn't know when it got to the location of the disc in the center of the village, and the two little paws picked up the black disc vigorously, and with a "whoosh", it disappeared.

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