Chapter 66: A Battle in the Night

The spring breeze is raging, the moon is slightly cool, and there are three figures on the bridge, Han Xuan needs to be quiet at the moment, this person is too fat, and he actually ran to his house to find some blood? I've never heard of something I've never heard of, and there's a feeling of swearing.

"You're saying I have what you're looking for?"

Han Xuan smelled the fragrance of flowers and approached Yi Zitang, he really wanted to grab this person and beat him hard, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he actually suspected that he had taken their things? Don't say that you don't know what kind of weapon the blood is, and even if you do, you won't take other people's things.

"If I'm right, it's in your hands"

Yi Zitang didn't realize that he had already made Han Xuan a little unhappy, but Han Xuan had the idea of beating him, even if Yi Zitang knew that he wanted to change his words now, I was afraid it would be too late.

Han Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he was already a little angry when he raised his eyes, if he heard correctly, Yi Zitang regarded himself as a thief? Are you kidding? Is he Han Xuan such a person? He couldn't swallow that breath.

Han Xuan: If Childe can find blood on me, I will return it with both hands, if I can't find it, don't blame me for being rude!

Yi Zitang finally felt that he was a little angry from Han Xuan's words, if he searched Han Xuan's body, he would definitely not be able to do it, after all, Han Xuan's martial arts are good, maybe he can't even get close to his body, this is a bit difficult, he obviously carries blood with him, why don't he admit it?

"Isn't it that he doesn't know Bloodshed?" Yi Zitang pondered carefully, looking at Han Xuan's serious appearance, it didn't look like a lie, when it came to this bloodshed, there were not many people who had seen it in the rivers and lakes, even he himself had only seen the rubbings of the bloodshed, if he hadn't confirmed it again and again, I was afraid that he would have thought that he had made a mistake.

Yi Zitang: I forgive you for taking the liberty of asking, does Childe have any weapons on him?

Han Xuan: So what? What if not?

Yi Zitang: I don't mean to offend, and I hope that Gongzi will tell the truth.

Hanxuan: If you want to know if I have a weapon on me, go up and see for yourself.

Yi Zitang: You ...... Childe, I just want to confirm whether the blood is on you, and I don't want to do it.

Han Xuan: Unintentional? You've already found me in the cold house, and now you're telling me that you don't want to do it?

Yi Zitang: I ...... Although I have been in the cold house for some time, I have not hurt you, nor have I taken the blood, if I want to take it, at least there is a chance, but I disdain it.

Han Xuan: You want to hurt me, but you don't have the ability.

Han Xuan's eyes were light, he took out the folding fan in his sleeve, and made a move with Yi Zitang at any time, he just wanted to force Yi Zitang to make a move, such a rare opportunity, how could he let him go easily?

Yi Zitang: Young Master Han, you can't help but look down on people too much, we have never fought each other, how do you know that Young Master Han is not against you.

Yi Zitang shook his head helplessly, thinking about his title of the young master of the Bitter Sword Sect, how could he be a famous person in the rivers and lakes, how could it make people look down on him so much?

Han Xuan: My son doesn't look down on you, he just has a good grasp of his martial arts, and the result is the same whether he fights or not.

Yi Zitang: Han Gongzi......

Han Xuan: What? What else?

Yi Zitang: How are you willing to borrow the blood for the next look?

Han Xuan: If you win, I'll take it with you, if you can't win, you'll have to pay a price.

Yi Zitang: Since Han Gongzi insisted on this, he had no choice but to offend.

The night was hazy, the lake was rippling, and a man in blue suddenly flashed on the bridge where there was only Han Xuan, his slender figure was reflected on the lake, and he still vaguely felt that he was very mysterious, Han Xuan looked sideways, and his eyes moved from the lake to Yi Zitang.

"It turned out to be a dashing son" Han Xuan sighed secretly in his heart, although he was ready to see Yi Zitang's true face at any time, but when he appeared in front of him, he still felt a little shocked.

After seeing Yi Zitang's face, Han Xuan was not in a hurry to make a move, such a young man actually knew stealth techniques, no matter how you look at it, he was definitely not an idle person, if he really couldn't beat him, wouldn't he be asking for hardship?

"But now if you take back what you just said, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by him, and now you can only hit it hard, and if you can't beat it, you can only admit defeat, and there is no blood on your body, and there is no defense"

Han Xuan thought for a while before making up his mind, but Yi Zitang didn't know what a little woman like him thought, and he was still waiting to compete with him.

Han Xuan waved the folding fan in his hand, and the whole person was heroic and Ling Ling bathed in the moonlight, the hem of the clothes on his body was windless, and the hair draped behind him was flying, and the smooth moonlight depicted the coldness of the half of the mask and the beauty of the half of the face.

"You don't need blood? Good! Then I'll fight until you use it" Yi Zitang saw Han Xuan's strategy at once, he wanted to use a folding fan to try his martial arts first, and I am afraid he would not take out the blood until it was a critical moment.

"Good eyes!" Han Xuan received Yi Zitang's gaze, compared to just now, the murderous aura was even worse at the moment, but he couldn't understand the meaning that Yi Zitang's eyes wanted to express, where did the anger come from? Can't wait? There was also a hint of reluctance to do so in his eyes.

"I want to explain first, the blood purge is a weapon in my door, and Han Gongzi is not a person in my door, so naturally you can't use blood purge when you fight with me, if you use it, you will lose, I don't know what Han Gongzi wants?"

Yi Zitang had already held the weapon in his hand as soon as he spoke, Han Xuan didn't see where he took it from, and when he saw it, the weapon had swam to him like a snake, and the weapon had an indescribable feeling, like a sword but without a blade, like a knife without a blade, the silver engraved with patterns emitted bursts of cold light in the moonlight, and without a blade but he could feel that it was extremely sharp.

Han Xuan's whole body trembled, this kind of weapon, even in the book, has never seen it, and has never heard anyone say this kind of weapon, it seems that he is really lonely, this thing has successfully attracted his attention, and suddenly wants to taste its blade taste.

Two murderous auras spread on the bridge, the lake surface was affected by the murderous aura of the two, the water waves began to turbulent, the microwave gradually drew a large circle, little by little towards the lake spread away, in fact, the weapon in Yi Zitang's hand is the same as Han Xuan's morning dragon, it is also a gathering of many into one, the entity itself can move freely like a silver snake, the weapon it can change and the morning dragon is just the same as the morning dragon, and the speed is also synchronized, the morning dragon is to overcome it, it can also overcome the morning dragon.

"The name of this thing is called Blood, it is one of the double blood of the Bitter Sword Gate, and the double blood of the treasure of the town gate will not casually fall into the hands of outsiders, so no matter what, I will take back the blood tonight"

Yi Zitang let go of the blood gouging in his hand, only to see that the bloody gouging quickly turned into a toothed sword in the moonlight, the teeth on the sword were sharp, and each tooth made people feel chilled all over the body, Yi Zitang jumped into the air and stretched out his hand to hold the blood, and the whole person was like a sharp blade and became very sharp.

If Han Xuan had never been in contact with the Morning Dragon, he would naturally be surprised by the Bloody Gouge, but fortunately, he had used the Morning Dragon, and he was no stranger to the various changes of this weapon, and he also knew that the fan in his hand would definitely not be able to cope with the Bloody Gourd in Yi Zitang's hand.

Han Xuan didn't put the fan away immediately, but turned the fan body, each piece of the fan blade has a thin blade, the fan opens like a sharp knife ball, and when it closes, it is a steel short sword, which transforms the folding fan he carried, and it took him a month to complete the transformation, although Yi Zitang has often haunted him recently, he has never seen him move the fan.

Yi Zitang stabbed at Han Xuan with blood, and everywhere the blood was slashed, there was a killing aura, and the murderous aura was close to the human skin hair, making people's pores tremble, Han Xuan, who had practiced martial arts since he was a child, was not hurt by the blood gouging qi, his sharp eyes stared at Yi Zitang's moves.

When the blood pierced in front of Han Xuan's eyes, he sat in the wind under his feet, flew up gently, his light body floated in the air, and his feet crossed the pavilion with his feet, Yi Zitang followed closely behind, and also got up lightly, left the small bridge, and flew towards the pavilion, the blood in his hand has been chasing Han Xuan, his light skills are not as good as Han Xuan, and he needs to borrow strength before he reaches the top of the pavilion.

Yi Zitang never thought that Han Xuan's light skills were so fascinating, in the end, he underestimated him, with his light skills, even if he didn't make a move, as long as he deliberately avoided himself, he would never have a chance to catch up with him.

Han Xuan stood upright on the roof, the fan was lightly placed on his chest, under his feet was a piece of blue spring water, and above his head was a round of clear moon, such a beautiful scenery, but the two had no intention of appreciating it, Yi Zitang stood one meter away from Han Xuan, he used internal force to manipulate the blood in his hand, and the cold mang's hoarse blood stabbed towards Han Xuan again.

The folding fan flipped and turned in the air, blocking the attack of the blood gouging again and again, Han Xuan knew that he had lost in weapons, but we still had to rely on moves to get back, to say that he was no stranger to using internal force to control weapons, how could he be willing to fall behind?

After fighting dozens of moves in the air, Yi Zitang and Han Xuan also secretly competed for a long time, and the murderous spirit also turned into a fighting spirit, the two of them put their fighting spirit on the weapon, and there was a huge force underflowing around the two of them, the flowers and trees around them were like a storm, the ground was already flying sand and stones, the grass and trees were chaotic, and the lake surface was like a boiling pot, the lake began to fly into the air, and the air was like a solidification, which made people panic.

"The blood is in your hands, I want to see if you use it"

Yi Zitang in order to force Han Xuan to use the blood pick, increased the intensity of the control of the blood pluck, the folding fan that was originally slightly lost was sawed by the gear of the blood slash under his successive attacks, Han Xuan didn't think of using it to defend against the enemy when he transformed it, and such a powerful weapon, just as it was self-defense, he couldn't use the morning dragon at every turn, and it was not necessarily a good thing to rely on it too much.