The night wind rustled the leaves, and a crow, which had been reversed day and night, flew far away, landed on the branches, and was instantly startled by a gust of wind, and flapped its wings to flee, as if the vicious battle under its feet was more terrifying than the miasma of the fog.

Wang Shunchang and Han Chuang fought a hundred moves, and at this moment he gasped slightly, staring at the enemy opposite.

How many years, how many years, no one can support a hundred moves under his claws, not even a martial artist of his level.

His martial soul is a nine-clawed civet cat, not the top martial soul, but one of the most suitable martial souls for battle.

The martial soul nine-clawed spirit cat can greatly increase his speed, the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, Wang Shunchang has never encountered an opponent who is better than him in speed, but this kid in front of him, who is only in the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty, can keep up with his speed.

Just to keep up, but enough to scare him.

With one claw blocking the attacking long sword, and jumping out of the circle, Wang Shunchang's face was full of dignified expressions.

"You are very strong, unexpectedly strong, I never thought that a kid in the late stage of Huayuan could block my hundred moves, incredible, incredible. ”

"You're also strong, the strongest opponent I've ever faced. ”

Han Chuang gasped slightly, his gaze did not leave Wang Shunchang's left and right, and killing Hei Jiao made him have a sense of disdain for the master of the Condensation Period, only to feel that the sword intent coupled with the Devouring Martial Soul could give birth to a master in the early stage of Condensation.

But he forgot one, the black Jiao in the Thunder Pond can only be regarded as a half-step concentrating, and he will fight with Xuanbi first, and it will take a lot of energy to be defeated by him in one fell swoop.

And Wang Shunchang, who is facing him, is a real master of the concentrating period, with a strange speed and unparalleled claw skills.

If it is a light body method, even if he uses a serpentine instantaneous step, Han Chuang is not Wang Shunchang's opponent, he can support it until now, and he is also relying on the devouring martial soul to constantly replenish the consumption, and control all the movements of the opponent with subtle ability.

The two rested for a while, and fought again, the claw shadow was all over the sky, the sword light was messy, Wang Shunchang thought that the cultivation of the condensation period, step by step, every time Han Chuang's long sword and claws touched, he felt that in addition to the true qi, there was also a strange power coming, and the sea of consciousness was shaken.

"Could it be that this is the spiritual attack of the master of the Condensation Period?" Han Chuang's heart was shocked, and his hand naturally slowed down, and he was grabbed in the chest by Wang Shunchang's claw, although at the moment of crisis, the horizontal sword blocked the claw, but he was also caught some flesh, and to outsiders, his chest was dripping with blood.

"Brother Han!"

Liao Hong'er exclaimed in surprise and was about to step forward, but was pulled by Xuan Bi.

"What are you doing!" Liao Hong'er said angrily.

"It's useless for you to go up, it's just a distraction for him. "Xuan Bi knew that the master of the Condensation Period was powerful, and the ordinary Yuan Stage martial artist could not compete with the master of the Condensation Period at all, but he didn't expect Han Chuang to be able to block Wang Shunchang, which was really unexpected.

Not only Xuanbi, but even Wang Yanzhi was already stunned, he thought that his father would deal with a few martial artists in the Huayuan period, and he would definitely be able to capture it, but he didn't expect that although Han Chuang was slightly inferior at this moment, he could also remain undefeated.

Suddenly, seeing Han Chuang being injured, he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Father, kill him, don't keep your hands!"

When Wang Shunchang heard this, he secretly complained in his heart, his eyes fell on Han Chuang's face, and he couldn't help but think: "How can this kid be so powerful, I have already shown a lot of ability, he can withstand it, even if the spiritual attacks mixed with his fists and feet can't help him, it's really- it's really perverted!"

He didn't know that as early as the replenishment period, Han Chuang had obtained a technique for cultivating the sea of consciousness - the Five Fists of the Book of Changes.

The dragon fist in the five fists of the I Ching is the practice of cultivating the sea of consciousness, and at this moment, Han Chuang has not reached the concentrating period, so he cannot launch a spiritual attack, but it is more than enough to defend against a spiritual attack.

After all, although the nine-clawed spirit cat is powerful, it is not a martial soul that enhances spiritual attacks, if he encounters Lin Jiangxue's two martial souls, he will be here today.

Wang Shunchang couldn't attack it for a long time, and he yelled irritably in his heart: "The civet cat has nine claws, and the claws and claws are exciting." Bullying himself, his claws kept overlapping in the air, and nine claws were transported out in a row, as if at the same time, attacking Han Chuang's nine key points.

His move is very powerful, Han Chuang only needs one claw, and the true qi side of the concentrating period will follow the meridians, breaking the enemy's heart vein, which is also a move for Wang Shunchang to settle down.

How many masters died under his move, and they didn't blink an eye.

Wang Shunchang thought that Han Chuang was going to die, and a hideous smile appeared on his face, but the next moment, the smile froze on the leather surface.

"What!"

Seeing the sword light like a flood of autumn water, Han Chuang flicked the sword with his fingers, the sword gave birth to a dragon groan, shocking the eardrums, Wang Shunchang was in a trance for a while, and after a while, four Han Chuang suddenly appeared on all sides.

That's right! It was four Han Chuang, four white clothes, four long swords, and four piercing eyes, and there was no difference between the four Han Chuang.

"It's fake, it's all fake, it must be fake!"

Wang Shunchang kept telling himself that the moment his claws and the long sword came into contact, he knew that these Han Chuang were real.

"How is that possible!"

"Nothing is impossible!" The four Han Chuang, in the same tone, pointed at Wang Shunchang with their swords, groaning and laughing.

This is what he really relied on, the blood shadow clone, after devouring the martial soul and devouring the martial soul blood shadow clone of the sect master of the Evil Moon Sect, he got the ability to separate the incarnation outside the body, but after all, it was not the original, so he could only divide three clones, and it could only be three.

Far from having a real blood shadow clone, if you practice to a high place, you can separate countless clones, and you can do it with one person.

can only be three clones, and it is enough to deal with Wang Shunchang in the concentrating period.

The three clones plus themselves, a total of four Han Chuang, just arranged the Luoxia Sect's Four Elephant Lock Yuan Array, and the three clones were all controlled by Han Chuang himself, truly achieving that the four of them were as one, their minds were connected, and the operation of the formation became more and more mellow and wishful.

I saw the four Han Chuang like marquees, circling Wang Shunchang and constantly swords, and the sword aura was impenetrable.

When everyone around them saw the battle, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Liao Hong'er touched her cheek, and said to the one-eyed Liao in disbelief: "Han, Brother Han, do you have three brothers?" ”

"How do I know this, maybe not. One-eyed Liao replied, just the word "no", which seemed uncertain.

When Xuan Bi saw this scene, his eyes flashed, and he said in his heart: "Is this a blood shadow clone?" No, it is impossible, there should be only one blood shadow clone, I will take a closer look" looked at it again, only to feel that in the formation, there were three Han Chuang behind him, and faint blood light seeped out, which was the sign of the blood shadow clone.

Xuan Bi opened his mouth wide, unable to say a word; he used to be a disciple of the Evil Moon Sect, naturally his own blood shadow clone is powerful, no matter how powerful the martial artist is, he is also a person, and the manpower is limited, and the martial artist with the blood shadow clone can be incarnated by thousands of people, and he should be on the four words "infinite manpower".

He didn't know that after the devouring of the martial soul, the ability of the blood shadow clone had been greatly reduced, and he could only divide three clones, and even the mysterious man often sighed because of this.

Unlike others, Wang Yanzhi's scene can be said to be full of heart and soul, he never thought that his father would fall behind when dealing with a martial artist in the Transformation Yuan Period.

His eyes wandered around, and finally stopped at Liao Hong'er who was staring at the field with a concerned face, a fierce light flashed, and he said secretly: "Han Chuang, don't blame me." ”

The two people in the field didn't know what everyone was thinking, but they were just bent on the enemy.

Han Chuang's long sword flew in the wind, and after the four of them shared the pressure, it showed the exquisite flow of his swordsmanship, although it could not be compared with a peerless swordsman like the mysterious man, but the swordsmanship was ruthless and fast, and he intended to be the first sword, and he already had the bearing of a swordsmanship master.

What's more, the structure of these four elephant lock arrays is precise, the four "hes" cooperate seamlessly, the four long swords seem to have the power of forty, and Wang Shunchang, who is pressed, does not even have a chance to fight back.

The sword light is intertwined into a net, he is the fish and shrimp in the net, he can only jump in it, and he wants to escape, but it is impossible.

And the changes don't stop there, as the sword net tightens, Wang Shunchang's space for activity is getting smaller and smaller, and the civet cat has no advantage in speed, just like a fish in a net, a dead end.