Some things become simple once they find a breakthrough.

For example, at this moment, when Han Chuang faced a group of killers, he was helpless from the beginning, but now he is at ease, relying on just a key.

Attack the head.

That's right, it's an attack on the head, there are no fancy moves, and every move is a clear and purposeful attack.

After about thirty moves, one of the killers was finally hit by him, his brain burst, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

After that, the second, the third, until he and Nie Qingqing solved the last killer together, Han Chuang's face finally showed a smile.

"But that's it. He said.

The same black smoke came out of the heads of these killers, accumulating in the air into a thick cloud, which hovered low for a long time, and turned into a shapeless face, pitch black, like a woman's face woven of woolen stockings.

Han Chuang could easily spot the anger under this face, but he didn't care.

Since we are already on the opposite side, what else can we care about? Instead of thinking too much, it is better to be at peace with what happens, there is a good saying, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, isn't it?

They move on.

Han Chuang felt the power of the call circling in his mind become more and more obvious, like some kind of undisguised, naked ambition, everything wrapped in this ambition, including madness, including the will to fight, including the idea of cutting off everything.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that it was a swordsman who was calling him, and he was also a swordsman, this person seemed to be more pious to the sword, pious and unadulterated, making it difficult to find any flaws.

Even Nie Qingqing felt this power, and for no reason, she became sincerely frightened, half of her body hid behind Han Chuang, trembling.

This kind of shaking was only the slightest kind of shaking, but Han Chuang still felt it, not only did he feel it, but he also dared to feel it extremely clear, as if fear was also happening to him.

"Don't worry, it's okay. Han Chuang comforted Nie Qingqing.

Even he knew that it was just a word of comfort. There is no actual evidence, no clues worth scrutinizing, everything is based on absurd deconstruction and unreliable experience.

But there is no doubt that Han Chuang's voice is a kind of stabilizing power, and when this voice penetrates Nie Qingqing's ears, she finally feels peace of mind, a kind of quiet and peaceful from the soul.

"I understand, it's going to be fine. She followed.

A thatched hut appeared at the junction of heaven and earth, and the light fell on the roof, as if gilding it with a faint golden light.

Nie Qingqing also saw several people, acquaintances, standing at the door of the thatched house.

"It's Senior Sister Liu!"

Although Han Chuang has been expelled from the Qingzhu Sect, he is still used to calling Liu Qingfu his senior sister, and Nie Qingqing also followed Han Chuang to call Liu Qingfu Senior Sister, and the two of them seem to have any conflict with this unworthy title, and they subconsciously take it for granted.

Of course, Liu Qingfu also thought the same, Han Chuang was just expelled from the Qingzhu Sect, that's all, he didn't resent the relationship between them as a senior sister and brother, and even this relationship was sublimated in the test.

Han Chuang was also very excited when he saw Liu Qingfu and the others, he didn't even expect that he could really break into the sixth layer, let alone Liu Qingfu and the others.

At least, after seeing Zhang Xiaolin's miserable appearance, he had prepared for the worst. But obviously, the bad intentions were useless, which made him inexplicably comfortable and happy, as if all the happy things in the world were happening at this moment.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and disappeared from the corner of his eye.

"Senior sister!" he waved his hand and shouted loudly.

No one responded, not a single one.

Not only did Liu Qingfu not respond, but Lin Jiangxue, Lianhua, Qin Xiang'er, Fatty, Wei Hongqiong, Yan Chiyang, all of them did not respond.

Everyone stood as if they were dead, not moving or making any sound.

Getting closer, Han Chuang found that they all had their eyes closed, and their expressions were either painful or relaxed. At the door of the hut stood a man dressed in white, with a snow-white robe, a thin sword, and a silver mask.

The bits of exposed skin revealed that it was a pale-skinned man, and his eyes under the mask were filled with a cloudy aura.

He stared at the sky in the distance, and Han Chuang approached without any reaction, as if there was nothing in this world worthy of his nostalgia.

Han Chuang keenly felt that this person was the culprit who caused all this in front of him.

"Who are you?" asked Han Chuang.

The eyes of the man in white finally moved, glancing at Han Chuang, but he didn't speak for a long time, just when Han Chuang felt impatient, he suddenly spoke: "But that's it." ”

But what does that mean? Is it an answer to my question? Or is it dismissive of me?

Either way, Han Chuang felt the flames of anger build up in his chest.

These years of training have already made him through the days of youth and frivolity, he carefully hid his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the name of the senior." ”

The guardians of the first five layers of the Linglong Pagoda are none other than those who are famous, and Han Chuang believes that the guardians of the sixth layer must not be unknown.

The man in white suddenly smiled, and the corners of his stiff mouth opened up with an arc, which quickly disappeared.

"You must not have heard of my name. ”

Han Chuang frowned, thinking, "If he didn't speak, he must be from the ancient era." He didn't know that the man in white was only a character for nearly a hundred years, but a hundred years was enough time for mankind to forget something brilliant, like a name.

"Seniors might as well come and hear it, maybe I've heard it. It was Nie Qingqing who spoke, with Han Chuang by her side, even though she could clearly feel the power of the man in white on the other side, she still behaved calmly, without any panic or anxiety.

The man in white looked at her deeply and said softly, "You remind me of someone?"

"Me?" Nie Qingqing pointed at himself differently.

The man in white said: "That's right, it's you, you remind me of an old guy in this tower." ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Nie Qingqing replied suspiciously.

Nie Qingqing didn't know, it didn't mean that Han Chuang didn't know, he understood that the man in white in front of him must be talking about Nie District hidden in the pagoda, but the existence of Nie District was a secret that Nie Qingqing couldn't let Nie Qingqing know, so Han Chuang immediately opened his mouth to change the topic: "Dare to ask seniors, what's wrong with them?"

He pointed at Liu Qingfu and the others, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The man in white turned his head, glanced at Han Chuang, and said meaningfully, "They're fine, they're just asleep." ”

Han Chuang took a closer look, and sure enough, everyone's breath was smooth and their faces were normal, but no matter how they pushed and shoved, they didn't react.

He frowned and said, "But the seniors did it?"

"Not bad. The man in white replied without hesitation, "It's all my masterpiece." ”

Han Chuang bowed and saluted, "Please also ask the seniors to wake them up." ”

"Hahaha. ”

The man in white laughed and shook his head as if he had heard a big joke, "Do you think I'll listen to you?"

Han Chuang's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "What do the seniors want? The juniors must do their best." ”

He vaguely felt the purpose of the man in white, but he didn't say that it was a last resort, and no one wanted to solve it with violence. This seems to be a way of doing things in modern times, which is very different from what the ancients thought and thought.

The man in white snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "These guys are invincible to the old man, so the old man let them sleep first." ”

Han Chuang frowned and said, "That senior has to be like this to let them go." ”

The man in white said: "If someone beats me, I will naturally let it go." ”

Han Chuang began to look at the man in white, his appearance was invisible, his body was thin, his fingers were slender, and the position of his joints was prominent, and he looked like a master with a sword.

What's even more terrifying is that Han Chuang can't feel this person's strength at all.

You must know that the previous guardians were also powerful people, but Han Chuang could more or less feel their strength, only the person in front of him, if it weren't for his eyes to see him standing in front of the hut, if it wasn't for him talking to himself, Han Chuang really didn't believe that he really existed, as if what was standing in front of him was just a cloud of air.

In this way, the possibility of being an ordinary person in front of him is completely eliminated, and the only remaining possibility is that he is a master, so high that Han Chuang can no longer guess it.

Han Chuang frowned and said: "The seniors are laughing, with the strength of the seniors, don't say that none of us are your opponents, even if you go out of the pagoda, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find an opponent." ”

The man in white didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it, he just smiled, smiled coldly, as if he was bursting with other unknown things in his smile.

Han Chuang frowned and continued: "If the seniors really want to kill us, they won't go to great lengths to use the competition as a means, what do you want to do? If it's really a competition, why don't I admit defeat directly." ”

Nie Qingqing said something, but was interrupted by Han Chuang waving his hand, "The seniors have their own predecessors' truths, and our juniors can't talk about it in vain." ”

If she didn't know who Han Chuang was, if she didn't know his character, Nie Qingqing would definitely think that Han Chuang was a pedantic and ridiculous elm head, but she knew very well that Han Chuang was not such a person, so there was only one possibility.

Nie Qingqing smiled, stood meekly to the side, lowered his head, and didn't speak again.

The man in white glanced at Han Chuang in surprise and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "What's so scary? The seniors don't want to kill us." ”

The man in white suddenly laughed, this time not a sarcastic and cold laugh, but a gentle laugh, like the laughter of a master musician when he meets his soulmate.

"Okay! it's really different," said the man in white, "It seems that they are right, if anyone in this sixth layer can defeat the old man under the rules of the old man, it will be only you kid." ”

Seeing that the voice of the man in white had obviously become cordial, Han Chuang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The seniors have praised it falsely, with the strength of the predecessors, I'm afraid that ten of me, a hundred of them may not be my opponent." ”

The more master the martial arts cultivation, the more incredible the ability. If it is said that the top masters in the replenishment period can still defeat the characters who have just condensed, then the martial artists of the soul melting stage have absolutely no power to resist in the face of the life and death period or the supreme masters, not only do they have the power to resist, but they don't even have the opportunity to escape.

Han Chuang saw it clearly, the man in white in front of him was at least a master of life and death, such a master fought in front of him, wouldn't he be ten of him, and he might not be able to win a hundred?

This is not a difference in the size of the strength, but a gap in the quality of the strength, if it is said that the martial artist in the condensation period is bare-handed, then the master of the soul melting period has a sword, and the master above the life and death period can directly use firearms, which is powerful, can not be calculated by a hundred times.

The man in white saw Han Chuang's plan, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't panic, the competition I said is naturally ordinary, and we are a fair competition." ”

Han Chuang said without moving: "What is a fair competition?"

The man in white said: "Fairness is naturally absolute fairness, you and I both use swords, then we will see a high and low in swordsmanship." ”

Han Chuang was a little clear in his heart, but he still asked, "What is the difference in swordsmanship?"

The man in white laughed and said, "You young man is smart enough, but sometimes you are too smart, hiding clumsiness should not be done by young people, and I am not like this at your age." ”

Han Chuang knew that he had been seen through by his opponent, but he was not nervous or excited, he just said lightly: "Everyone has their own way of dealing with things, the way of the seniors may not be suitable for me, and my way may not be suitable for the seniors, but I am really angry about what the seniors mean by the so-called swordsmanship." ”

"It's very simple," the man in white said: "Don't move the true qi and the martial spirit, only compare the sword, the simple sword." ”