Liu Han finally understood why the secular world was so afraid of the immortal cultivation world, a small peak of body refining made him, a high-grade grandmaster, so embarrassed, in just a few breaths, he went through life and death several times.

Just now, as long as there was one time, he reacted half a second slower, and it was impossible for him to stand here now.

Looking at Gan Cheng, he didn't want to run away, he wanted to gamble, in the past ten years, he had gambled many times, and he had won the bet, and this time he still had to gamble.

He still has his hole cards out of the box.

One more guess to confirm!

In the ghost sorrow, Chu Mingqiu practiced with Qing Ling once, and the result was naturally that he lost miserably, and that was the only experience he had in fighting with immortal cultivators.

Combined with today, a thought suddenly popped into him.

Today, he's going to give it a try.

A silver talisman slid into his hand, and his right hand gripped the hilt.

"Mole ants are ants, and they want to shine with the sun and the moon, it's ridiculous!"

Gan Cheng was still indifferent, the fierce battle just now made him even more sure, the cultivation of this ant on the other side was between the sixth, seventh, and eighth layers, and the gap between him and his refining peak was several layers, and in the immortal cultivation world, this gap was almost impossible to cross.

Now, he wants to have a good time with this ant who dares to swing a knife at the sun and moon.

Liu Han swallowed a few pills, and the surging medicinal power quickly nourished the meridians, and both the dantian and the purple mansion felt bloated.

"You guys are quite bold, you actually dare to make a move against my Qingxu Sect!"

Pull the tiger skin, pull the big flag, the brand of Qingxuzong, now you don't need to use it when.

"Qingxu Sect! It's so famous, after tonight, let's talk about it!"

Liu Han's heart sank, no wonder the reinforcements from the Qingxu Sect had not arrived yet, and it seemed that the sect was also in trouble.

If you can't count on the sect, you have to face it yourself.

Then let's fight!

Liu Han stopped talking nonsense, every nerve in his body relaxed, but his divine sense locked Gan Cheng.

Gan Cheng felt Liu Han's fighting intent, and he was still not nervous.

"Your cultivation is good, but tonight is your death day!"

As soon as the words fell, the hook disappeared immediately.

As soon as the fish hook disappeared, Liu Han crushed the silver talisman, and his figure disappeared in place.

The hook slashed through without the slightest hindrance.

"Concealment talisman, I can't imagine that you still have such a talisman?!" Gan Cheng sneered, the hook returned to his head, he was still in good time, without the slightest nervousness.

Concealment symbols, in the symbols, belong to the middle grade, but also belong to the more chicken ribs.

First of all, the production of this hidden charm is more complicated, the materials used are different from ordinary charms, such as other charms are made of cinnabar, this hidden charm is made of silver sand, this silver is not ordinary silver, but a special material called red silver.

Secondly, this concealment charm is said to be hidden, but in fact it is not hidden, if you hide and do not move, even the master of the Yuan Infant will not be able to find your trace, but as long as you move, then there will be aura fluctuations, then there will be traces, as long as the cultivation is high, you can be found.

Therefore, this concealment charm is chicken ribs, troublesome to make, and of little use.

Gan Cheng was more cautious, standing there without moving, his divine sense expanded, searching a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Time passed little by little, and Gan Cheng's divine sense scanned the sugarcane field more than ten times, and still found no trace of Liu Han, which made him very strange, could it be that this junior of the Qingxu Sect really disappeared?

He took a few steps forward, and he suddenly remembered, his expression changed slightly, and his consciousness was lowered to the ground.

After a while, his brow furrowed again, and there was not the slightest movement underground.

Could it be true that he left? But how did he go?

Gan Cheng was very puzzled in his heart, to be honest, he didn't know much about Fu Zhou, Fu had become a recognized chicken rib in the immortal cultivation world, no one was willing to invest more energy and resources in it, and his understanding of Fu was only passed on by word of mouth, or the classics of the master, and there was a lack of direct first-hand information.

Along the way, Liu Han threw out a lot of talismans, but none of them had any great effect, which confirmed the useless legend of talismans.

He also read about the hidden talisman in the classics of the master's sect, and he didn't know that it was left by the senior.

The sky turned slightly white, Gan Cheng's patience was almost exhausted, he took a few steps forward again, and his divine sense swept the sugar cane field again.

With a sigh of annoyance, Gan Cheng withdrew his senses, his arms were folded around his chest, his brows were deeply locked, he still didn't believe that the kid from the Qingxu Sect had left.

Of course Liu Han didn't leave, his position was just a few steps away from his original position, which he had only moved here in a few hours.

In these few hours, he moved almost half an inch and half an inch, and after a few hours, he only moved three or five steps away.

He was quietly looking at Gan Cheng, who had already taken a few steps forward, closer to his position, but it was not enough, he still needed to get closer.

Patience, he is like a wolf on the desert, squatting motionless, this squatting, it is also an action that can only be completed in these hours, and he can only squat a little bit each time, lest it cause twists and turns.

The hand moved slowly, just a little distance, and then he didn't dare to move again.

Looking at Gan Cheng, Gan Cheng was still probing with his divine sense, his brows were tightening tighter and tighter, it was obvious that he couldn't make up his mind, and his heart was getting more and more anxious.

Liu Han sneered inwardly, it seemed that his first judgment was right.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there has been peace for thousands of years, and immortal cultivators have very little combat experience and insufficient adaptability.

Gan Cheng took a few more steps forward, getting closer to Liu Han, but Liu Han still didn't move, just looked at him quietly.

The hook swept overhead, like a ghost, not fast, slow.

Liu Han sneered in his heart, Gan Cheng was in a hurry, as long as he waited, Gan Cheng would enter his attack range.

The sky is getting whiter and whiter, the morning breeze is blowing, and the sugarcane forest makes a rattling sound, Gan Cheng gave up, his heart was full of doubts, and for the first time he doubted the classics he had seen a lot, and this doubt was not a doubt about the classics, but a doubt about his own cultivation.

The people who wrote the classics were the legendary masters of the sect, they had a deep cultivation, and they crossed the threshold early, and they were just standing on the edge of the threshold, looking at the scenery inside.

Isn't it because you can't cultivate yourself?

Gan Cheng recalled the hook, still suspended above his head, and stepped forward with a gloomy face, his divine sense still unfolded, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

After several steps in a row, without the slightest movement, Gan Cheng sighed, his spirit relaxed, and he was about to reintegrate the fish hook into his body, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there was movement not far away.

A long knife stabbed out abruptly, not chopping, not chopping, but stabbing, like a sword, through the morning mist, silently stabbing over.

Gan Cheng was taken aback, he didn't even have time to summon the fish hook, the tip of the knife reached his heart, and in a panic, he pressed his palm against the tip of the knife, and the tip of the knife pierced the palm of his hand.

"It's done!"

Before Liu Han could be happy, his expression suddenly changed, and his left hand quickly crushed a talisman, and the fireball was generated out of thin air, whistling out.

After the tip of the knife pierces into the skin, it cannot move after three inches.

Gan Cheng blocked Liu Han's knife with his body, and the blood flowed down the tip of the knife, Liu Han squinted, Gan Cheng's blood was different from ordinary people, more dignified and sticky.

Gan Cheng was extremely angry, this ant actually dared to hurt himself, and he could actually hurt himself.

Strike!

The hook passed through the fireball, and the fireball extinguished with only a dull sound, faster than the water shield just now, without the slightest struggle.

A fire shield spawned on Liu Han's side, and the hook rushed forward without care.

Shield crack.

The hook pounced through the flames.

Liu Han retracted his knife and swept.

The hook bounces off.

Liu Han's figure flew out upside down.

"Go!"

Gan Cheng scolded, the fish hook replied, Liu Han's eyes were clear, looking at the fish hook that was flying closer and closer, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The hook grazed his shoulder and flew over, and Liu Han slashed with lightning.

The fish hook staggered, and Liu Han flew upside down.

Another fireball rose and swept past the tip of the cane, castrated like the wind, as fast as lightning.

Gan Cheng sneered, the water shield was raised, and the fireball crashed into the shield.

The second fireball..... Crash into the shield.

A third fireball, coming from the right side.

A second water shield spawns, followed by a fireball crashing in.

The hook drew an arc and shot silently.

The knife flashed, and the hook was knocked away again.

There was more blood on the side of Liu Han's mouth, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, but his eyes were brighter, and in short, he knew that he could fight against the fish hook.

What you don't know is always the most terrifying.

The natal object is terrible and cannot be defeated.

But now, not only can you fight against it, but you can also avoid it or fight it.

Three fireballs spawned again, with the same path and the same speed, rushing towards Gan Cheng.

Gan Cheng was angry in his heart, he had never met such a difficult opponent, his cultivation was not high, but he threw it around as if he didn't want money.

It can be said that no one in the entire immortal cultivation world has so many talismans.

Gan Cheng himself had practiced talisman making, and after wasting a lot of materials, he made two talismans, and then he gave up, and those two talismans had already been used.

If you have a natal object, what do you want to do?

The hook was knocked away again, Liu Han's figure staggered, and the iron armor talisman could no longer bear it, and it cracked with a bang.

Liu Han hurriedly took out another iron armor talisman, but before he could get on his body, the feeling of danger hit, and he hurriedly dodged.

The fishhook followed, Liu Han waved the knife hard, and the fishhook flew away crookedly, taking a trace of blood from his shoulder.

Liu Han flew out again, spurting out a stream of blood in midair.

The battle of the immortal cultivators has played a taste of iron and blood.

Fishhooks, elusive hooks, omnipresent hooks.

can always kill Liu Han in the shortest possible time.

Wall.

Break!

The hook was still cold.

Earth shield, broken!

It's like papier-mâché, and it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Fire escape, break!

Water Shield ,.. Break!

Liu Han also has a water shield talisman, although it has also been broken, but the time is a little longer, it seems to be just a little, and the gap is very subtle.

"Dang!"

Another knife slashed at the hook, and the hook flew into the distance.

Liu Han spit out blood blisters, but his eyes brightened a little.

This knife slashed the hook farther away.

Liu Han has always been very sober and calm, this is not innate, but accumulated over many years of life and death fighting.

He who loses his mind, dies faster!

Only those who are always calm and always fight at their own pace have a chance of survival!

Liu Han is like this, he has never lost his cool.

Now he has a talisman in his hand.

Well Bar Charm!