Late at night, people are quiet.

Even the dog that barked at night was silent.

Qin Xiang'er sat on the chair and quietly stared at the dark shadow in front of her.

The black shadow was like a ghost, standing in the darkness and standing straight.

Qin Xiang'er couldn't see his face clearly, let alone the expression on his face, and could only see his eyes—a pair of green eyes that shimmered with the light of a beast.

She suddenly laughed and said, "I want you to do something for me." ”

The figure did not make a sound or move, making one wonder if he was a living entity.

Qin Xiang'er didn't care, and said softly: "I want you to kill someone." ”

The man's shadow eyes suddenly lit up a little.

"Who?" he asked, his voice hoarse as the sound of two pieces of metal rubbing against each other.

Qin Xiang'er raised her head and said loudly: "In the main team of Yunzhou City, there is a swordsman named Li Dazhu, I want to see him die." ”

Qin Xiang'er wasn't sure that Yan Chiyang could defeat Han Chuang, so he decided to solve the problem in the most primitive and effective way, and a killer who came and went without a trace was obviously a good choice.

She wasn't worried that the killer wasn't Han Chuang's opponent, this was a matter of course, there were thousands of ways for killers to kill someone, and they would never choose a head-to-head duel, that was something that a fool would do.

After all, she didn't get carried away, and she chose the most powerful killer in the Qinxiang Pavilion.

The figure didn't make a sound, didn't answer to go or not, Qin Xiang'er just wanted to speak, suddenly felt a breeze, and subconsciously blocked her face with her hand, and when she put down her hand, there was no one in front of her.

Qin Xiang'er laughed, and muttered: "Li Dazhu, leave me alone, this world is like this, far from being fair." ”

The wind was blowing, blowing the broken hair on her forehead, but after a while, everything was calm again, and there was no sign of her on the wooden chair.

Night, still silent.

The thick dispersed, revealing a starry sky, no fashion, and the starry sky was still.

Han Chuang was lying on the bed, his eyes open, he didn't sleep, he couldn't sleep.

He tried to put himself to rest, tried many ways, including forcibly closing his eyes and counting sheep, and as practice turned out, none of this, he was still awake, too sober.

It was like a wild beast rushing inside, and the bloodline seemed to have never stopped.

He got up and put on a coat, walked to the window, raised his head, stared at the stars, and looked at the night sky full of static beauty, his heart finally calmed.

Calm is not a simple thing, and many people will find it difficult to calm down once in their lives, but at this moment, Han Chuang's heart is like water.

Tomorrow's competition, or war, is a war that cannot be lost, and he is not completely sure, although in the grove, he has defeated Yan Chiyang once with swordsmanship, but it is even more difficult to hide his identity and defeat him again.

He understood that with the wonderful martial soul of the handleless sword, the second use of the same move would have no effect on Yan Chiyang, which meant that it was even more difficult to rely on the move to win.

His only reliance was his devouring martial soul.

"Maybe I can try it up close," he muttered to himself, then shook his head, "No, Yan Chiyang's swordsmanship won't give me a chance to get close, let alone give me a chance to devour his true qi." ”

He denied his idea and did not hesitate.

The cool head that the night sky brought him didn't give him any inspiration, and he felt that the battle was getting harder and harder.

Of course – there are no simple things in this world.

Monk Bu once hinted that he had a way to help Han Chuang defeat Yan Chiyang, this is logical, to this day, Han Chuang still can't see the strength of the monk can't see clearly, how powerful he is?

The only thing that can be decided is that he can defeat Yan Chiyang with just one strange treasure, and he doesn't even have to make a move.

Such a smart person would think of asking him to help Han Chuang in the same way, but obviously, Han Chuang is not a smart person, he is extremely stupid.

Han Chuang sighed in his heart and said secretly, "Xiaobai, do you have any way?"

Xiaobai said: "No, I won't do it, and you can't reveal your identity, unless you put on a night suit to kill him now, otherwise it will be difficult to defeat him in the ring." ”

Han Chuang couldn't laugh and said, "You know I won't do this." ”

Xiaobai smiled: "I know, so there is nothing I can do unless - other than that, maybe you can pray that he makes a mistake." ”

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "When martial arts reach his level, it is difficult to lose it, let alone have that special martial soul." ”

Xiao Bai said: "Do you mean handleless sword? I heard that I can practice all the swordsmanship I have ever seen." ”

Han Chuang said: "Yes, this is exactly what I am worried about. ”

Xiaobai smiled: "You are wrong. ”

Han Chuang was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Xiaobai said: "You shouldn't want to defeat him in swordsmanship. ”

Han Chuang said, "Is there any other way to use swordsmanship?"

"Sword intent. Xiaobai said: "You can try to use the sword intent of the fast sword." ”

Han Chuang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Do you think I haven't thought about it? Let's not talk about whether the fast sword sword intent can defeat him, even if I win, my identity will not be guaranteed." Don't forget that I still have a blood shadow clone on my body, and Sikong Blood will definitely not miss this opportunity. ”

Xiaobai smiled: "You're right, the sword intent can't be moved, so why don't you use the sword move?"

"Don't use sword moves?" Han Chuang's eyes suddenly lit up, his hands were wrong, and he laughed: "You're right, the handleless sword can practice the swordsmanship of the world, can remember all the sword moves, and come up with a way to deal with it in the shortest possible time, but if I don't use sword moves, what should Yan Chiyang do?"

Xiaobai smiled: "The most basic things are often easy to be overlooked. ”

Han Chuang nodded, and suddenly the gray-robed man told him when he taught him swordsmanship: The swordsmanship in the world is composed of one basic move after another, understand each basic move, master it, keep practicing it, know the mystery of the connection of basic moves, and finally rehearse and combine all the moves to become a new sword move.

Han Chuang once didn't care about this sentence, but after Xiaobai's reminder, he found that if he wanted to deal with Yan Chiyang, an almost invulnerable opponent in swordsmanship, he could only use basic sword moves.

He laughed, and was about to speak, when he felt a breeze.

The experience of wandering the rivers and lakes for a long time told him that this wind was by no means a normal wind, and when he looked at it, he saw a shining dagger flying towards him.

He leaned to the side, the dagger brushing past his cheek and slamming against the pillar behind him, trembling and humming.

Han Chuang said secretly, talking to Xiaobai just now, he didn't notice the surrounding environment, if it weren't for that sense of crisis, I'm afraid he would have been pierced by a dagger at this moment.

Dodging the attack, he was furious in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw a black shadow sweeping through the air, and with a rise and fall, it landed on the opposite eaves.

Seeing this, Han Chuang shouted: "Hugh go!" jumped out and followed closely.

Although this black shadow body method is not slow, where is it compared to Han Chuang's serpentine instantaneous step, if it is on a flat bottom, it can also rely on explosive power to open a distance, but on the eaves, the advantage of the serpentine instantaneous step is vividly embodied, but after a few breaths, Han Chuang approached the person, he saw it clearly, the person who came was graceful, it was actually a woman.

"What about women, sneak up on me—see that I don't hold you. ”

Han Chuang was about to grab it, when he saw that the girl suddenly turned around, holding three daggers in her hand, she raised her handle, and the three daggers flew out at the same time, attacking Han Chuang's body in the shape of "Pin".

The secret weapon technique of the three daggers in this hand is also clever, and it can't help but remind Han Chuang that when he faced Nie Qingqing, Nie Qingqing also had such a handsome flying knife.

But Nie Qingqing's flying knife was superior to the woman in front of him in terms of speed and strength.

Han Chuang sneered and said, "Do you think this can stop me?" The dagger was already in front of him, and his reaction was also agile, so he dodged it sideways, shot down one with his palm, and the last one actually spun up, and the gust of wind caused the dagger to turn around and stab at the woman.

Listening to the sound of Zheng, the woman pulled out a short sword from her waist, and the bright blade of the sword flashed in the moonlight, and she saw the sword light flash, and when it sounded, the dagger fell in response, and was cut into two pieces by the long sword.

Han Chuang's eyes lit up, and he only felt that he had seen this sword technique somewhere, and he couldn't allow him to think about it, the sword light had already arrived in front of him. After the woman made a move, she made another move and stabbed Han Chuang in the throat.

This move is simple and direct, fast and urgent, and the attack on Han Chuang is unprepared, and the end is powerful, but Han Chuang is not an ordinary person, he hurriedly stopped his steps, his legs did not bend, his waist did not bend, and he retreated out of thin air.

The long sword was chasing after him, as if he wanted to test Han Chuang's limit.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, and shouted, "You girl, you don't give up," his eyes froze, and his tone was cold, "Let's see how I break you!"

Braked suddenly, and there was no movement, just stretched out two fingers, and accurately sandwiched the long sword between the two fingers.

The woman tried twice, but she couldn't draw the sword, and suddenly grabbed the end of the hilt and pulled it, and saw that the silver light suddenly brightened, and it was a short sword with a snowy light.

"Mother and Son Sword!"

Han Chuang was shocked.

There are two kinds of sub-mother swords, one is a long and one short double sword like Yan Qingfei, and the other is like the one used by this woman, the sub-sword is hidden in the mother sword, and the end is extremely vicious.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have to stab a sword, but Han Chuang's micro-ability made him react instantly, and he shook the stabbing sword with one palm.

Han Chuang didn't give the woman a chance, and slapped her shoulder with another palm, the woman saw this, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but Han Chuang's palm suddenly turned into a claw when he was close, grabbed her shoulder with one claw, and pinched it hard, and grabbed the woman.

Han Chuang was also not polite, and with his other hand he took the opportunity to lift her veil, and immediately revealed a beautiful face.

The skin is white and the lips are red, the face of the goose egg, and the eyes show an unwilling sharp light.

"Let go of me!" she struggled desperately.

Han Chuang is not a person who has never seen a beautiful woman, so naturally he will not be confused by her beauty, so he snorted coldly and shouted: "You say something good, why should I let you go?"

The woman sneered and said, "If you don't let me go, you can only die." ”

Han Chuang just wanted to speak, but Ju felt the cold wind coming from behind him, and subconsciously dodged to the side, and another long sword stuck in his cheek.

Han Chuang was really angry, sealed the woman's acupoint, threw her aside, and used all his strength to deal with the long sword behind him.

The swordsmanship made by this long sword is in the same vein as the woman's swordsmanship, but it is more ruthless and fierce, I don't know how many times more powerful.

The sword was wielded by a man, also dressed in black and masked, revealing a pair of green eyes, which seemed to have been invisible beasts roaring.

Han Chuang was attacked again and again, annoyed in his heart, and said secretly: "I don't have the same knowledge as you, but I didn't expect to sneak attack again and again, if I don't give you a little bit of power, I will be afraid of you." At that moment, he slapped violently, shook the long sword, opened the distance, pulled out the soft sword from his waist, penetrated the sword body, and slashed it with a sword.

This series of movements flowed smoothly, as if dancing, and the woman next to her was dazzled, thinking: "Why did Sister Xiang'er let us assassinate such a person, he looks ordinary, but his swordsmanship is first-class." ”

I saw Han Chuang dancing a soft sword like a silver snake rolling wildly, rolling towards the man who made the sword.

The man is not an ordinary person, the long sword shook, and he actually pointed at the empty door in Han Chuang's swordsmanship, such eyesight, as an opponent, Han Chuang couldn't help but applaud.

Han Chuangjian was halfway through, and suddenly, the original empty door suddenly turned into a dead door. The man obviously didn't expect Han Chuang to have this move, he was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he couldn't change his move, so he could only circle the long sword into an arc and change attack into defense, which resolved Han Chuang's change move.

But Han Chuang is unforgiving, and when he attacks, it is like peeling off the cocoon, layer upon layer; his swordsmanship is already mixed, and he is proficient in basic moves.

But this man is also very powerful, with a long sword in one hand, guarding the door, dancing is that the water cannot be splashed in, and the wind is impermeable.

Han Chuang couldn't help but gasp and said secretly: "Who is this person, his swordsmanship is so strong, he is almost as good as Yan Chiyang." ”

Han Chuang looked up to a man like this, but in fact, this man was secretly complaining in his heart.

He was destined to be a guest of the previous pavilion master of Qinxiang Pavilion, and finally became the first killer of Qinxiang Pavilion, and that woman was his disciple Mingyue, and the two followed the orders of Qin Xiang'er, the chief disciple of Qinxiang Pavilion, and came to assassinate Han Chuang.

Mo Chou watched the game during the day and knew that Han Chuang's swordsmanship was superb, and it was difficult to reach the sky if he wanted to kill him head-on, so he came up with a way to let Mingyue be used as a bait and get a sneak attack by himself, but he didn't expect Han Chuang to dodge the sneak attack like an unpredictable prophet.

In fact, if he was given enough time, another 10,000 ways could kill Han Chuang, but the time was too tight, he could only use this one way, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Han Chuang.

At this moment, it is like walking, the apprentice is restrained, and he, who is a master, is also entangled, and it is difficult to get out of the sky.

Mo Chou's swordsmanship is a feminine and weird way, good at attacking and defending, and the enemy of him, can not be defeated by his stormy attack, and then the opponent in front of him can not only prevent his attack, but also force him to change his attack into defense, so that the advantage of his swordsmanship is immediately erased, and he can still hold on at this moment, just relying on his cultivation to be profound.

Rao is like this, and he only has the ability to parry.

In terms of skill, he is deeper than Han Chuang, but Han Chuang's swordsmanship is not according to common sense, it is obviously a move to fall Xiazong's "flying down" sword tip should be downward, but he is up, so change, the entire sword intent will change, if it is an ordinary person, such a change of sword intent, you have to lose, but Han Chuang changed like this, the power of the sword move not only did not decrease, but faintly increased.

Mo Chou sighed in his heart and said secretly: "It seems that I am also here today." ”

Han Chuang is a smart person, so he naturally sees Mo Chou's embarrassment, in fact, if he wants to win quickly, he only needs to urge the devouring martial soul and devour Mo Chou's true qi, Mo Chou is supported by a breath of true qi, if the true qi is dispersed, the sword move will collapse immediately.

But Han Chuang wanted to test his swordsmanship, and took Mo Chou as Yan Chiyang and practiced swordsmanship. Sometimes he makes a move out of thin air, and sometimes changes the original move, which is strange and unguardable.

After a few quarters of an hour like this, Han Chuang felt that his swordsmanship had been mellow, and immediately shouted: "Let go!" A sword stabbed at his wrist, Mo Chou's wrist shook, and he wanted to sharpen his soft sword, but the soft sword was like a silver snake, and it bent towards his long sword and stabbed at the wrist holding the sword from another, more tricky angle.

Seeing this, Mo Chou sighed, knowing that this sword could not be held, if he wanted to protect the sword, his wrist had to be hit; he himself was not a swordsman with a sword in the person, and at the moment he flicked his wrist, abandoned the long sword, and at the same time retracted his body and flashed backwards.

Han Chuang smiled slightly and shouted, "Do you want to leave?" The figure swept up, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and stabbed at Mo Chou in the air.

Seeing this, Mingyue couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

Han Chuang smiled: "It's too late. ”

The soft sword shook into an arc and swept like a dancing silver snake.

Mo Chou He had never seen this kind of swordsmanship, not only sharp, but also unparalleled, he suddenly felt that even if the swordsmanship was in his hand, he couldn't resist this stormy swordsmanship.

Suddenly, he only felt numb all over his body, and immediately realized that he had been sealed by someone.

Han Chuang used his sword as a substitute for his finger, condensed his true qi on the blade of the sword, and sealed the acupoints of Mo Chou's body.

He sneered and said, "I want to see who you are." Taking a step forward and lifting Mo Chou's veil, a middle-aged man's face appeared in front of him: sideburns slightly back, eyebrows thick and neat, and a pair of eyes showing an eerie green.

Han Chuang frowned, he was pretty sure he didn't know this person, not only did he not know him, but he had never even seen it.

"Who are you?" he asked, "why did you kill me?"

Mo Chou snorted coldly, tilted his head over, and didn't look at Han Chuang.

Han Chuang's brows frowned slightly, her right hand gathered her fingers, and as soon as she inhaled in the air, Mingyue felt her body flying towards Han Chuang uncontrollably, and when she realized this and wanted to scream, she suddenly found that her throat was clasped by a powerful hand, her fingers were like three points of flesh, and her voice stopped abruptly.

"If you don't speak, she'll die. Han Chuang said coldly.