Northwest Edge Chapter 541 The Sword of Blood

That's right, what Han Chuang is thinking about at this moment is not how to defeat the opponent, but how to hide his identity, the woman under the ring has too sharp eyes, and no one knows what she sees.

Maybe she didn't see anything, she didn't know anything, but who knows?

Smile.

Han Chuang finally realized that it was a mistake to come to power in such a hurry, but what about the mistake? He had no time or experience to make up for this mistake, so he could only let it develop.

In the eyes of others, Han Chuang's momentum is getting weaker and weaker, Dongfang Bai's momentum is getting stronger and better, not to mention others, even Mu Zhengping, who knows Han Chuang's identity, is a little uneasy.

He glanced at Mu Henglin and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word after all.

Mu Henglin felt Mu Zhengping's gaze, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, he won't have a problem." ”

Mu Ning also answered: "Brother Han's strength is far stronger than we imagined. ”

Mu Zhengping didn't know what the source of the confidence of these two people was, although he had personally learned how powerful Han Chuang was, but after all, it was just a glimpse, and he knew how powerful he was, but how powerful it was, but he didn't know;

In line with such a heart of gains and losses, Mu Zhengping's heart became more and more uneasy, if it wasn't for watching the battle from the edge of the ring, I'm afraid he would have been pacing back and forth, of course, this is something that cannot be said to people after all, and it needs to be hidden, so on his face, others can't see any weird appearance, as if he is as calm as before.

In fact, just like Mu Zhengping thought, Han Chuang's momentum in the ring was indeed inferior, but his strength and strength were to this extent reversed, and he no longer needed simple momentum to assist, unless he wanted to kill the opponent head-on, otherwise he didn't need to show it.

And Han Chuang obviously didn't mean to kill his opponent in seconds, if he shot with all his might, he might let the woman in the audience see something.

Han Chuang is a cautious person and will never make any big mistakes on this kind of issue.

So as soon as he came up, he chose to show weakness.

A grim smile appeared on Dongfang Bai's face, "Who are you?" he said, his tone colder than a smile.

Han Chuang smiled slightly: "I am a descendant of the Mu family. I thought in my heart: "Old man Mu, this is to give you face." ”

Dongfang Bai couldn't have known what Han Chuang was thinking, and when he heard this, the smile on his face became more and more cold: "Is there no one in the Mu family? Send someone to duel with me!"

This time, the Mu family in the audience suddenly felt angry in their hearts, but it was only anger in their hearts, if they were asked to say something, they couldn't say a word.

What can you say? Can you say that you are on it?

It's ridiculous, haven't you seen the skills of this person who claims to be a member of the Mu family? It is definitely not comparable to the so-called Mu family like them.

Dongfang Bai sneered: "Sure enough, the Mu family is really everyone, and they can only send you, a subordinate, to send them to death." But also, I never show mercy, if the Mu family comes up, there is only a dead end, only you, who are not from the Mu family, come up, and they will not be heartbroken if they die. ”

In one sentence, it pointed out the thoughts of most of the Mu family members in the audience, everyone had a sense of shame, and when they heard this, most of them lowered their heads in shame. There was also no refutation, and any rebuttal at this moment was mostly useless, but almost everyone clenched their fists under them, secretly cheering for Han Chuang, only hoping that he could kill this Dongfang Bai.

Of course, not everyone is optimistic, and most people think that Han Chuang is dead, isn't it a matter of course?

Let's not talk about Dongfang Bai's great reputation, let's just say that in the momentum confrontation just now, Han Chuang has already fallen behind, although the momentum does not determine the victory or defeat, but it can explain the comparison of strength, to put it in layman's terms, Dongfang Bai's strength is stronger and the chance of victory is greater.

Facing the aggressive Dongfang Bai, Han Chuang smiled slightly and said: "The rules of the Mu family, dealing with superior people will naturally make a move against superior people, and dealing with inferior people will naturally take action against inferior people, I am the most unfashionable person in the Mu family, so I can only take action against you." ”

In a word, Dongfang Bai's momentum was resolved, and it also won unanimous applause from the audience.

"Brother, take care of you. ”

"Brother, kill him!"

"Kill this guy!"

"Dongfang Bai is nothing to be afraid of. ”

......

A voice sounded, followed by a series of voices, and soon connected together, one after another, destroying the cold temperament created by Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai frowned and said, "Verbally powerful, not necessarily powerful in hand." ”

Han Chuang smiled: "I'm not strong in my hands, you will know later." said this, but scolded secretly in his heart: "What kind of thing is this, if Lao Tzu hadn't wanted to hide his identity, he would have slapped you out of the ring with a sword." ”

Dongfang Bai naturally couldn't know what Han Chuang was thinking, he only saw that Han Chuang was a little distracted, as a ruthless swordsman, he would never let go of this kind of God-given opportunity.

Suddenly his shoulders moved slightly.

This movement was just an inconspicuous movement, almost imperceptible to the eye, but Han Chuang easily caught it, and as soon as his heart moved, he saw the sword slashing through the void, and the sword light suddenly flashed from afar to the front.

A sword, an almost incredible killer sword, is like a shock, like a white practice.

Even a master of the soul melting period like Han Chuang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What a fast sword.

"It's a sword!"

Mu Zhengping immediately called out the origin of this sword, and seeing that he was looking at himself left and right, he said in a low voice: "Jinghong Sword is Dongfang Bai's famous swordsmanship, I relied on this sword back then, I don't know how many opponents I have defeated, I once had the pleasure of watching his competition, and the opponent at that time did not react at all, and was stabbed by a sword." ”

As he spoke, he sighed, as if Han Chuang's defeat had been decided, and the facts seemed to develop according to this script, and Han Chuang did not react.

If it continues like this, it will have to die in the middle, but at this moment, Han Chuang smiled slightly and moved.

No one saw him move, but the deadly sword pierced him in the chest, but there was no blood. Dongfang Bai secretly said badly, and then heard the familiar voice behind him: "Your sword is still too slow, too slow." ”

Dongfang Bai didn't look back, his backhand was a sword, this sword was faster than just now, and the landing point was more accurate.

Mu Zhengping couldn't help but exclaim: "It turns out that there is a back move!"

He had never seen a sword with a back move, and he hadn't heard anyone say that this sword had a back move, but what he saw and heard at the moment subverted his previous experience.

The sword of Jinghong is a back move, but Dongfang Bai, who has never been forced, has made a back move.

This one was like electricity, like a meteor, and a black phantom also appeared behind Dongfang Bai, which was the shadow of his martial soul.

Nether Shadow can not only hide its body, but also maximize the speed of the sword, and it is precisely this characteristic that he can practice the simple but powerful move of the Thrilling Sword.

In his opinion, Han Chuang was already dead, and there was no reason to survive. Because no one would have thought that there would be a back move after the sword, and no one would have thought that this back move would be so fierce.

Dongfang Bai was full of confidence, but his sword did not stab Han Chuang, Han Chuang seemed to be alert, and his figure took a strange step back.

Not much, just one step, seemingly careless, but just out of the range of the sword.

In order to increase the speed of the sword to the extreme, Dongfang Bai gave up the release of sword qi, but restrained all the sword qi on the sword body, in this way, the advantage is that the speed of the sword is faster and the power is greater, and the disadvantage is that if it does not stab people, it will have no effect.

Dongfang Bai's sword was a useless sword, and he didn't even know how Han Chuang dodged it.

"How did you do that?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "If it were you, would you tell your opponent?"

Dongfang Bai frowned, and suddenly threw the bamboo sword to Han Chuang.

Han Chuang took the sword and said with a smile: "Have you abandoned the sword and admitted defeat?" For swordsmen, the sword is their life, and handing over their favorite sword to others is like abandoning their life, no matter how you look at it, it is an incredible thing.

Everyone in the audience also made a noise.

"What kind of Dongfang Bai is that, is it admitting defeat!"

"That is, how could this person be the opponent of our Mu family. ”

"Brother is good, stab him to death with a sword!"

Dongfang Bai ignored the clamor from the audience, stared at Han Chuang, and said coldly: "I can feel your strength, so strong that I have to show all my strength, and I also feel that you are a swordsman, so I want to compete with you!"

I saw that his right hand was raised, and the palm of his palm bloomed with purple light, like lightning like a pillar.

Han Chuang frowned, did not attack, but looked at Dongfang Bai with interest.

The light only lasted for a few minutes before dissipating, and when the light dissipated, a long sword appeared in Dongfang Bai's hand.

The sword was narrow and long, sharp and lightweight, and the edge, spine, and splice were almost flawlessly cast. As soon as Dongfang Bai held this sword, his whole person changed, he was just cold before, but now he became sharp, just like his whole person, he became this sword.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have a soul treasure, but it's a pity that you didn't reach the soul melting stage and couldn't exert the power of the soul treasure." ”

Dongfang Bai sneered and said, "You can try it and you'll know." He looked at this sword infatuatedly, as if he was looking at his close lover, and the bewitching eyes made Han Chuang frown, and a possibility suddenly came to his mind.

"This is the sword you forged with the blood of your beloved?"

Dongfang Bai stared at Han Chuang coldly, "Yes, this is the sword I built with the blood of my beloved, the world thought that I was the only one who escaped from the bloody case of the Dongfang family back then, in fact, it was two people, me and my wife." ”

At this point, he suddenly laughed, sarcastically and coldly.

"We forged our swords for revenge, but we didn't expect her to sacrifice her life in the end. His face changed, and his voice became extremely cold: "This is a sword made of her flesh and blood, and it has long been connected to my heart, and it doesn't matter whether it melts my soul or not." ”

Han Chuang's face was gloomy, he knew very well the fact that Dongfang Bai said, when the beloved person willingly forged a sword with his own flesh and blood, then this sword would naturally communicate with the swordsman's heart, just like the closest lover.

It can be said that this is a sword of love, a sword of cruelty, a sword of heartbreak, and a sword of continuity.

Such a sword doesn't need any soul melting at all, as long as it is held in Dongfang Bai's hand, he can naturally communicate with his heart, and such Dongfang Bai is already comparable to a master in the soul melting period.

Han Chuang couldn't help but have a headache, and said secretly: "I knew that I would kill just now, and now I still need to work hard." ”

If Dongfang Bai knew what Han Chuang was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood, and he would have taken out this sword that was never easy to show, and he could only make him spend some effort?

Well, Dongfang Bai didn't know this, he was full of confidence.