Late at night, the night is as cold as water

The moon passes in the middle of the sky. In the forest under the moon, there was a person standing, as if he was one with the lonely moonlight.

Is it because he's too quiet?

Or is it too cold?

Neither!

He hides in the forest under the moon, playing his role as he should play, no one knows about it, no one cares.

Zhao Hanxiao of the Luoxia Sect was a kind old man - most people who knew him well said so, and a kind old man was everyone's definition of him, and it was also the state he always showed.

He was an old man—yes, but he wasn't kind, and even—he was a sword in the hands of the Luoxia Sect, a sword used to clean up the geniuses of other sects.

Implicit but not revealed, condensed but not revealed, no one knows, no one cares.

Zhao Hanxiao has killed too many people, most of them are young people, young geniuses, killing geniuses excited this old man with mediocre qualifications.

Sometimes he gets tired, but the excitement supports him, and this feeling is like cutting down the geniuses who once surpassed him.

He hid in the woods, behind the moonlight, the moonlight reflected his figure, but not his face, and in his hand was a sword, a snakeskin black sheath, an old sword, which swallowed as if it had two nails in it.

No one recognized this sword, he never used it except when he killed geniuses, it was not like a sword, it was flattened on both sides, there was no tip in front of it, it looked like a piece of iron, but no one doubted the sharpness of this sword - there were many geniuses who died on it.

Zhao Hanxiao was a little nervous, because he was about to make a move again, every time before he started, he was very nervous; genius - a high name, no one knew what hole cards these guys had, although the strength of the peak of the Yuan period was strong, but he couldn't ignore everything.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that there were many geniuses that he couldn't crush head-on.

Since it can't be crushed, let's sneak attack, sneak attack is a good means, killers never shy away from sneak attacks, it is an effective way to kill, Zhao Hanxiao does not admit that he is a killer, but he loves sneak attacks.

There was only one exit from the valley on three sides, and he stood in the woods beside the road, lowering the brim of his hat, which somewhat blocked his view, but hid his face.

The person killed this time was very unusual, the Han family kid was a different genius from the past, Zhao Hanxiao couldn't even be sure if he was a genius, but he still decided to do it.

The crescent moon went to the top and began to set, at a slow pace that would be ignored by the naked eye.

There were four people walking in the valley, ragged, tired, very embarrassed, Zhao Hanxiao saw his goal this time at a glance, walking in front of him, a long sword hanging diagonally on his waist, a pair of bright eyes, not the slightest tiredness, the most special of the four.

The others were somewhat vain in their steps, but his steps were steady and undiminished.

It's not a good sign, Zhao Hanxiao thought, and then shook his head, he felt that he was too nervous, a martial artist who made up for the Great Perfection, was it worth his nervousness?

He said no to himself, but his chaotic breathing, trembling hands, and beads of sweat oozing from between his buns betrayed him, completely.

The target stopped, stood seven feet away, and suddenly said aloud, "Come out, I know you're here." ”

Zhao Hanxiao didn't move, it wasn't the first time he had encountered this situation, when he killed the genius of Qingfeng Pavilion once, that beautiful girl also said the same, practice has proved that it was just the onset of her suspicious personality, and he was not discovered.

"This time, too. Zhao Hanxiao thought, subconsciously turned sideways, hiding in the shadows under the moon.

"Don't come out, do you? Then you be careful. ”

The target laughed, laughing sarcastically, and the wooden sword, which had been thought to be a decoration, suddenly unsheathed, swept flat, and a sword wind slashed towards the place where he was hiding.

He found me!

Zhao Hanxiao's eyes lit up, jumped out of the forest, only heard a "click", and looked back, where he was hiding just now, the branches and leaves were completely cut off, and he was shorter.

He took a sharp breath of cold air and exclaimed, "How did you find me, son of the Han family." ”

Han Chuang smiled and didn't answer, his subtle ability made him know everything around him well, in fact, long before entering the valley, he felt that someone had been following them from behind, but the distance was far away, and he didn't dare to be sure.

This time, the opponent is close at hand, and of course he can spot it.

"Do you think I'll tell you? Elder Zhao Hanxiao of the Luoxia Sect. ”

Zhao Hanxiao suddenly laughed, with the same sarcasm and coldness, he removed the disguise on his body, revealing his true appearance, and said: "That's right, it's me, Zhao Hanxiao of Luoxia Sect, the one who took your life." ”

Desperate eyes swept to Zhao Hanxiao's sword, and suddenly exclaimed: "Iron Piece Killer, it's you?"

Born in the Yunzhou General Military Mansion, he naturally saw the description of this weapon in the archives, the killer who killed the genius of the sect, everyone thought that it was the remnant of the Evil Moon Sect, but he didn't expect it to be Zhao Hanxiao.

Worryingly, he said, "Han Chuang, you have to be careful, this guy is here to kill you." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said to him, "I know, it's okay." ”

If before, he was still afraid of Zhao Hanxiao, now-

is also in the Yuan Period, he is not afraid of this elder of the Luoxia Sect,

"I heard that the Iron Sheet Killer only kills the geniuses of the three major sects, but I didn't expect that I was also on this list, it's really a blessing for three lives. ”

Zhao Hanxiao sneered: "You couldn't have gotten on, but unfortunately, you don't know how to converge, your performance at the annual meeting is too dazzling, and you even defeated my original target Lin Jiangxue, so I'm sorry, I'll kill you first and then kill her."

Han Chuang sneered: "Cui Meiniang is by her side, you can't kill her, this is the real reason why you chose to kill me first." ”

Zhao Hanxiao, who was exposed to the lie, was not embarrassed, and said lightly: "That's right, it's so right, I can't bear to kill you." ”

He paused, his eyes flashed, and he said gently: "It's still too late for you to join the Luoxia Sect now, and I still say the same thing, 'What the Luoxia Sect can provide you, what the Qingzhu Sect can't provide'"

Han Chuang laughed, laughed sarcastically, and said, "Is that what the Iron Piece Killer and every genius say?"

Zhao Hanxiao shook his head and said lightly: "No, there are very few people who have the opportunity to speak." ”

This is exactly the case, if he hadn't been discovered unexpectedly, he wouldn't have given Han Chuang a chance to speak.

Han Chuang raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his delicate mouth hooked two perfect moon grooves, and said, "My answer is the same."

"No!"

A strong sense of loss surged into Zhao Hanxiao's heart, he had killed many, many geniuses, but he had never felt sorry for anyone, but in the face of Han Chuang, he had a feeling of regret, but soon, this feeling of regret turned into excitement.

Because he knew that he was going to kill a true genius.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, why don't you join my Luoxia Sect, you are so special, so special that I have a feeling that your future is unlimited. ”

Han Chuang said, "Can I see it as a compliment?"

Zhao Hanxiao said: "Of course, this is a compliment, I never praise people who are about to die, you are an exception." ”

Han Chuang took a long breath and said, "So, are you ready to do it?"

Through the moonlight, Zhao Hanxiao saw Han Chuang's calm expression, and for some reason, he faintly felt a sense of unease.

-- But soon, the uneasiness was overpowered by the excitement.

With a "Zheng" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, reflecting a dazzling silver light under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Are you ready, are you ready to die under my sword?" Zhao Hanxiao said.

Han Chuang's eyes flashed and said, "You must be the one who died." The horizontal sword came out, and a momentum that was parallel to Zhao Hanxiao slowly rose.

"Hua! Yuan! Period!" Zhao Hanxiao slowly read out these three words, almost gritting his teeth and going crazy.

He knew the meaning of this word, if at the beginning, he had the confidence to kill Han Chuang, but now the confidence to kill has been shaken.

The night breeze is blowing, the air conditioning is suffocating, and the lonely moonlight is cast on the two of them, coupled with this cold and empty atmosphere, which makes people even more creepy.

Wufang subconsciously looked at the two of them, and said slowly, "Are we going to help?"

Lin Ping shook his head and replied lightly: "No, we are too far from him." ”

The Great Perfection of the Replenishment Body, the early stage of the Transformation Yuan, but the difference is one level, the actual difference is earth-shaking, the two Transformation Yuan Stage martial artists fight, Lin Ping and the three of them have any possibility of interfering.

All they need to do is to hand over their net worth and life to Han Chuang.

If he wins, they live, and if he loses, they die.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and Zhao Hanxiao took out the sword, stabbing Han Chuang's heart like lightning.

Just as he did with most geniuses - a sword pierced the heart, he wanted to see if the heart of a genius was really different from that of ordinary people.