When Chen Tianao heard this, as an old driver, he didn't panic at all.

Before putting on the mask, Chen Tianao had completely restrained his breath, and the color of his pupils became slightly lighter.

In this case, it is almost impossible for even the most familiar person to recognize it.

The first time he saw Han Feng and subdued Xing Zhiyi in the evening, Chen Tianao specially arranged it.

In this competition, he will play under the pseudonym of "Mask Master".

So now the people of the Han family don't know their names and true identities.

Han Xinrui saw that Chen Tianao had not spoken for a long time, so she asked.

"Have we fought before?"

Chen Tianao cleared his throat and let out a hollow sound with reverberation.

"Although I can't remember the defeat of my men, I am always impressed by a beautiful woman like you, and if we have ever fought each other, it may have been in a dream."

There is nothing wrong with that.

After all, Chen Tianao often unconsciously thinks of Han Xinrui, a special woman, especially when he is about to fall asleep.

But if a stranger says this to a girl, it may more or less sound a little accosting and flirting.

Han Xinrui frowned when she heard this, and a hint of hostility suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"On the martial arts field, please respect yourself when you speak, in this life, in heaven and earth, there is only one man who can talk to me like this."

The corners of Chen Tianao's mouth raised, and he suddenly had the interest of playing.

"Oh? Little sister, do you have a sweetheart? Whoever it is, maybe it's also my defeat. ”

"Shut up!"

Han Xinrui snorted.

"There is absolutely no way that anyone in this world can win him, just because you, a guy with a hidden head and tail, are not worthy of lifting shoes for him, let alone knowing his name!"

Chen Tianao was stunned, a trace of complicated emotions surged in his heart, and he stopped at the point, and did not continue to tease her.

"Don't say it, just fight if you want to."

Han Yue, the head of the Han family, stood on the sidelines, covered his mouth with his fist, and coughed vigorously twice.

After taking a breath a little, seeing that the two sides were ready to take place, they announced directly.

"Ahem, the third competition, start!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Xinrui suddenly disappeared on the spot, and appeared above Chen Tianao's head in the next second.

The audience suddenly exclaimed.

Jump from 10 meters away, into the air, and then above your opponent's head.

At such a long distance, Han Xinrui was so fast that people couldn't see the movements clearly.

Not even the afterimage was captured.

This speed is even faster than Xing Zhiyi!

Without any mud and water, the white slender cone long sword with a silver light that exuded the aura of death, like a bolt of lightning, stabbed directly towards Chen Tianao's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Everyone present was stunned by Han Xinrui's performance.

Is it possible that the winner must be determined in the first second?

Whoa!

Han Xinrui's sword was stabbed!

For a moment, Chen Tianao ...... Broken?

It's like a hollow puppet sewn up with a cloth bag, which was directly torn to pieces by a sword that was enough to pierce the steel plate.

Chen Tianao's afterimage suddenly cracked, and then dissipated into the air, turned into a puff of smoke and dust, and disappeared.

Han Xinrui's face was suddenly startled, and she fell from the sky, half-kneeling on the ground, her long sword lying in front of her, her face full of vigilance.

Chen Tianao slowly appeared behind Han Xinrui, silently, and gently patted the other party's shoulder.

"Stop fighting, admit defeat."

Brush!

He was greeted by a silver blade.

Chen Tianao's reaction was incredibly fast, and he leaned over to dodge it imperceptibly.

This sword contained top-level sharp true qi, and a crescent-shaped arc of light slashed through the air, hitting a house a hundred meters away in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Click!

The outer wall of the reinforced concrete house was directly shattered by the sword qi, and a huge cut appeared on the wall like a monster grinning wide.

The power of a sword, terrifying!

Chen Tianao turned his head slightly, looked at the scene of the destruction over there, and said with a sigh in his mouth.

"Eight grades, it's really a rare martial arts wizard."

As he spoke, he leaned his fingers upwards and pinched them in a void!

Sonor!

A metallic sound.

Han Xinrui's figure in mid-air almost hovered, his face was extremely surprised, and the tip of the long sword in his hand was only half an inch away from Chen Tianao's big acupoint behind his ear.

But he was caught alive.

Chen Tianao turned around and released his fingers.

Han Xinrui's figure was like a leaf blown by a strong wind, and in a blink of an eye, he floated six meters away.

The first round of temptation, over.

The two stood facing each other, their mentality very different from that of a minute ago.

Chen Tianao's heart was full of appreciation.

My own woman, who can break through to the eighth grade so quickly from the sixth grade, has made great progress and has a high talent, which is rare in the hot summer, how can I not be proud.

Han Xinrui's heart was completely shocked.

The feeling that this mask master gave her was completely unfathomable.

Whether it is body style, strength, physical strength, or movement trajectory, they are all unpredictable.

You must know that Han Xinrui is not a rookie who has just entered the martial arts now.

She is already an eight-rank martial artist who can rank among the first-class masters of Yanxia!

If it is placed in a sect or a warrior family, it is also the signboard of the sky.

But compared with Chen Tianao, there is only one feeling.

Beyond one's power.

Han Xinrui slowly straightened up, her eyes full of unwillingness.

"I worked hard to cultivate just so that one day I could catch up with him a little, but I didn't expect to run into your roadblock in such a short time!"

When Chen Tianao heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh under the mask.

"And what do you want?"

In an instant, Han Xinrui's sharp true qi was suddenly restrained to the extreme.

Under the sky, it seems that a peerless divine weapon is gradually emerging from nothingness.

"If I can't defeat you, I can't prove that I am worthy of him, and in the next sword, I will do my best and show no mercy!"

Han Xinrui, who had a delicate posture, suddenly floated in mid-air.

The long hair fluttered in the wind, and under the delicate and lovely facial features, there was a solemn atmosphere.

The beauty hung in the air, holding a sword in her right hand, slowly pointing at the sky.

"I have a sword, which can cut through the wind and rain and break the thunder, you can take it!"

Boom!

There was a sudden distant muffled sound in the air, as if thunder had exploded in the distance.

The wind rose, and the dust in the air began to move slowly, forming a vortex around Han Xinrui.

The long sword in Han Xinrui's hand trembled slightly, and a little starlight suddenly began to flash on the tip of the sword.

A little light gradually brightened and quickly began to expand.

The size of a ping-pong ball.

The size of a football.

Until it's the size of a basketball, the light is still intensifying.

In the sunlight, the sword seemed to hold up a second sun.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Tianao's eyes.

Xinrui, this girl, who crosses the level to challenge the nine grades, may be able to win.

Everyone present at the Han family exclaimed.

Just when the light of Han Xinrui's sword swelled to the most dazzling moment, the beauty suddenly clenched her silver teeth.

"Slash!"