The bamboo silk as thin as silk cut through the air, making a sound similar to water droplets, Han Chuang's eyes couldn't see, but he could feel its existence, the heavy sword had no effect in front of it, even if the sword was as thin as clay, he couldn't guarantee that he could cut the bamboo silk.

In some ways, bamboo silk is like love silk, which is also cut continuously, but love silk is an unnecessary silk thread, while bamboo silk is real.

There is a real danger.

The bamboo silk attacked, and Han Chuang had no choice but to hide.

Slid to the side, only to feel a cool breeze on his cheeks, and when he stroked it with his hand, it was a hand of blood - a cut in his face.

The mouth is not deep, and there is not much blood, but it is indeed a mouth, and being cut with bamboo silk is no different from being cut on the face with a knife, at least at this moment, Han Chuang's heart is full of anger.

"Blind! What kind of hero is hiding and hiding!"

The laughter of the blind man came from the void: "A blind man is a blind man, but he is not a hero, a hero will fight a duel head-on, but a blind man will only hurt people in the back." ”

"It's natural for a blind man to hurt someone in his back!"

As soon as the words fell, two more bamboo threads stabbed him, Han Chuang slid and dodged, and he couldn't dodge it, but the two bamboo threads were like a long rainbow curling, turning a corner and rolling towards his wrist.

If this volume is rolled up, Han Chuang will definitely not be able to hold the heavy sword, his eyes are quick, his left hand reached out to grasp it, this grasp was accurate, only listening to the sound of silk, he held the bamboo silk in his hand, and his palm was also marked with two blood marks.

But the bamboo silk is not so easy to catch, it advances fast, retreats also quickly, and suddenly shrinks, and it slides out of Han Chuang's palm.

Han Chuang was startled, just wanted to keep up, and heard two sounds of breaking the sky sounding on the side, Han Chuang used the heavy sword to block, but the bamboo silk was tough and soft, and there was the delicate control of the blind man, and the moment it touched the heavy sword, it was immediately like a coiled snake, coiled on the sword body.

Han Chuang pulled hard, trying to tear off the bamboo silk, but the bamboo silk took the opportunity to go around, let go of the heavy sword, and hit Han Chuang's front door.

Overcome rigidity with softness, and restrain the indestructible heavy sword with the softest bamboo silk in the world, this is the method that the blind man came up with, if it is just like this, he can't help Han Chuang, at least there is no way to fight with his life, but the blind man first hides his body with the bamboo sword Bamen Array, Han Chuang can't see others, so naturally he can't threaten his existence.

At this moment, only he beat Han Chuang, and no Han Chuang beat him.

Others didn't know that the two of them were fighting in the illusion, only to see the blind man standing in the corner of the ring, leisurely controlling the bamboo silk with his ten fingers, while Han Chuang was trapped in the middle of the bamboo silk.

Hong Hong'er's eyes were full of smiles, and he said: "It seems that Shangguan Pavilion is still slightly higher, the phantom array is really the nemesis of the heavy sword, as long as you can't break the phantom array, you can't attack Shangguan Pavilion, and the advantage of the heavy sword fighting style can't be played." ”

Xue Ziyi nodded and said, "That's right, it's a way." She thought of Lin Jiangxue's colorful divine light, and said secretly: "Lin Jiangxue can also create illusions with colorful divine light, it seems that she can easily defeat this Han Chuang." ”

She was not wrong to think so, but she ignored one point, the blind man uses the formation to create illusions, and it is the human eye that confuses, and the colorful divine light needs to confuse the enemy's heart.

Han Chuang's spiritual sea is vast, it is really no less than an ordinary concentrating stage master, how can he be confused by the colorful divine light of the peak martial artist of the Transformation Yuan?

The last time Lin Jiangxue was at the annual meeting of the two clans, she had no choice but to defeat Han Chuang, and this time it was also impossible to defeat him.

Without mentioning it, let's just say that Han Chuang is still trapped in the phantom array.

The bamboo silk fluttered, stretching and shrinking, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and it was impossible to prevent it, but in a few moments, Han Chuang was already dizzy, and suddenly heard the blind man smile and shouted: "Be careful!"

The ten bamboo threads suddenly fused into one, rolling up the heavy sword, and Han Chuang felt a strong attack, and the heavy sword was about to fly away.

At this moment, I saw a flash in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Blind, you have been tricked!" Let go of the heavy sword, let the bamboo silk roll up, and at the same time deceive himself and step on the sword body.

The strong wind is agitating, the white clothes are fluttering, and this hand and body method seems to come from the moon, which is chic and abnormal.

The blind man couldn't see it, but he could feel Han Chuang's breath, this breath was not only a human breath, but also a fierce sword aura, if he could see it, he would definitely find that Han Chuang had crossed the sword body, and he held the heavy sword with his backhand and slashed forward.

The strong wind hit the face, like a meteor rushing fire.

This heavy sword was like lightning, and the blade of the sword was downward, wrapped in a black light, like a black rainbow shooting out.

Seeing this danger, Honghong'er on the rostrum couldn't help but shout: "Be careful!" It's not that he deliberately ignores the rules, but that Shangguan Pavilion is too important to the Luoxia Sect, and he is only twenty-eight years old, and he will break through the condensation period, even in the high-grade sect, it is rare, not to mention the Luoxia Sect, a mere nine-grade sect.

-- There can be no accident with such a star of hope.

But he didn't have the slightest way, such a distance, such a speed of the heavy sword, he could only pray that Han Chuang was unwilling to kill him.

The blind man reacted suddenly, his wrist flicked, the bamboo silk was entrenched in front of him into a net, and the heavy sword fell into the net, and immediately twisted the layers of silk net into pieces, and its momentum continued to attack; although this block did not block the heavy sword, it also won the blind man time to escape, his figure flashed, stepped on the sword body and went up, a somersault in the air, and spun down.

"The sun is red!"

The seven-section jade bamboo in his hand bloomed with brilliant green light, pointing out countless stick shadows.

It is necessary to know that the object falls from the air, the higher the position, the faster the speed, the greater the power, the blind man's sword move, by the power of the fall, may not be without the weight of a thousand catties.

This is already the blind man's last trick, borrowing the power of the heavy sword, borrowing the power of falling, and driving with his own true qi, this sword is also indestructible.

But seeing Han Chuang sneering, the heavy sword hit a good point of the bamboo stick, only to hear the sound, like the sound of metal collision, the blind man immediately flew out upside down, retreated to the edge of the ring, and took a few steps back before gaining a foothold.

Han Chuang was unforgiving, cast a serpentine instantaneous step, followed closely, and stabbed straight with his sword, one move seemed to pierce the air, and let out a terrifying hiss.

There was no way to avoid it, and the blind man suddenly laughed, put away the bamboo stick, and spread his hands evenly.

There was a sword roar, and the heavy sword stopped three inches from the bridge of his nose.

How short is three inches, the length of a throwing knife.

The blade is cold.

The cold piercing bones, the cold drilling heart, the blind man even felt that this piercing, penetrating coldness, penetrated through the skin and penetrated into his body.

But he was still laughing, laughing naturally and indifferently, like the heavy sword pointed at him, which was just a toy.

"Why don't you hide!" Han Chuang asked.

The blind man laughed, "Will you stab it?"

"No, it won't. Han Chuang shook his head.

The heavy sword has been practiced by him to the realm of sending and receiving freely, as long as he doesn't want to stab, he won't stab it, let alone a distance of three inches, even if it's half an inch, he won't stab it.

He didn't want to kill the blind, and he wouldn't stab him.

The blind man smiled and said, "Since you can't stab down, why should I hide?" As he spoke, he brushed off his heavy sword with his right hand.

Han Chuang let his heavy sword be swept away, and then said coldly: "The phantom array and bamboo silk attack just now are good, very imaginative. ”

The blind man smiled: "It's not that I lost to you." ”

Han Chuang said: "It's because you want to win, so you lose." ”

This is not wrong at all, because the blind man wants to win, so he tries to roll up Han Chuang's heavy sword, but instead exposes his position.

The blind man smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you a secret, I can only hold on to that move for a quarter of an hour at most, and if I don't find a way to defeat you at that time, I won't be able to hold on." ”

Han Chuang looked at the blind man and suddenly laughed.

Ling Luofeng looked at the two of them laughing, and couldn't help but ask Hong Hong'er, "Old man Hong, what do you say they are talking about?"

The old man said angrily: "How do I know? This damn little rabbit cub actually lost, and he will be optimistic when he goes back." ”

Xue Ziyi said with a smile: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, so why should you care?"

The old man ignored Xue Ziyi, and said to himself: "Of course you don't care, your Qingfeng Pavilion is a big winner every time, and I, Luoxia Sect, point to Shangguan Pavilion to support the façade." ”

Shangguan Ting naturally couldn't know his tragic fate in the future, and he walked out of the ring in a dashing manner, with a smile on his face.

It was only then that a whisper rang out in the crowd of people in the audience:

"Shangguan Pavilion actually lost, how is this possible?"

"Yes, Shangguan Pavilion has lost, I don't think anyone can beat Han Chuang. ”

"Also, there shouldn't be anyone challenging him, I still remember the last time Shangguan Pavilion showed his strength, no one challenged him. ”

"What an incredible man, he was not yet eighteen years old. ”

"Heroes are boys!"

......

Han Chuang didn't pay attention to these discussions, he knew the truth that people's words were terrifying, not only vicious language would be terrifying, but even the language of praise would be terrifying.

When you win, people will pile up flowery rhetoric to praise your victory, and when you lose, no one minds stomping on your head that has fallen into the mud.

Returning to the camp of the Qingzhu Sect, he first met Mei Shuangxue and Yan Qingfei's incredible eyes, and only the two of them who had fought with the blind man understood the power of the blind man, and the blind man back then was not an opponent, let alone the blind man now.

Then I saw Ding Ding jumping up and down to him, and said to him with a smile: "Brother Han, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." ”

Han Chuang smiled slightly, pinched the pink little face, and said, "Brother Han is so powerful, it's just that he won a blind man." ”

Ding Ding drooped his head and said, "But the senior brothers and sisters all say that the blind man is very powerful, and I also think he is very powerful, at least I am not his opponent." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said: "Ding Ding, you are not his opponent now, it doesn't mean that you won't be in the future, when you reach his age, you will definitely be able to beat him." ”

All of them thought it was a joke, but they didn't think that in the near future, Han Chuang's joke would come true.

"I went up and challenged. Tintin jumped into the ring.

Han Chuang glanced helplessly at Liu Qingfu, who was walking forward, and said with a smile: "I wanted to hold her." ”

Liu Qingfu said: "Why did you hold her?"

Han Chuang said: "She's just a child. ”

Liu Qingfu smiled and said, "Aren't you too?"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I'm different. ”

Liu Qingfu smiled and said: "Then you should think that she is different, don't underestimate Ding Ding, she is very powerful." ”

Ding Ding crossed his hands on his hips, his legs naturally apart, like a compass standing in the ring, and shouted to the blind man who had just gotten out of the ring: "Blind, it's you." ”

"What?" the blind man didn't react for a moment.

Ding Ding smiled: "I said I was going to challenge you, blind!"