Some people's coldness is still hot on the outside and in their bones, while others are as cold as ice on the outside and inside.

Mei Shuangxue is such a woman, both on the outside and on the inside, she is as cold as an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years.

But when she saw the dark heavy sword that Han Chuang was carrying behind her back, Rao couldn't help but sway in her cold heart.

What kind of sword is that?

One person tall, half a man wide, dark and shiny, even from a long distance, gave her a heavy pressure, like a mountain peak, staring heavily.

The blade of the sword did not open, but it gave people an unusually cold feeling. No one doubts the power of this sword, it is not a mighty thing, but a sword that has really seen blood, that one thing that night, almost the entire Qingzhu Sect was shaken, and the initiator of everything was only sentenced to two months of imprisonment in the water prison.

Picked it up high and put it down gently, many people read a different taste from it, such as Mei Shuangxue, a woman with a cold personality, must be a delicate woman, but they don't often show their delicate side, or disdain.

"They look at the sword. Her lips opened slightly, and her voice was elegant and cold.

Gu Tongtian and Yan Qingfei followed her gaze and saw Han Chuang dressed in white, and saw the dark and translucent sword behind the white clothes.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Gu Tongtian said: "Qingfei, you are a master of using a sword, isn't that sword?"

Yan Qingfei nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the Xuantie Sword, a sword made of Xuantie throughout its body, looks at at least about a hundred catties in size." ”

If they knew that Han Chuang's Xuantie heavy sword weighed three hundred catties after being refined by the blood of the stone ape, they didn't know what kind of expression they would have, but even if they thought that the heavy sword was only one hundred catties, Gu Tongtian still couldn't help but swallow his spit, and said in an incredulous tone:

"Can anyone really use a hundred-pound heavy sword?"

It's not that no one has tried a heavy sword before, but the sword is heavy and light, and a little more weight affects the swordsmanship, because since ancient times, the sword masters have been proud of casting light swords, and under the premise of ensuring sharpness and tenacity, the lighter the sword body, the more sought after.

They had never seen such a heavy sword made entirely of dark iron.

"I don't know how to use this heavy sword. Gu Tongtian muttered in a low voice.

Yan Qingfei frowned, thought for a long time, and then said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe, maybe I will take a strong and concise route." ”

As far as he knows, there are also strong and concise swordsmanship in this world, although it is not the mainstream of swordsmanship in the world, but it is also unique, and some swordsmanship is even quite powerful, but the use of a hundred-pound heavy sword, not only has he never seen it, but he has not even heard of it.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Qingfei couldn't help but be full of expectations for this inner door competition, and even wanted to replace Yue Qianheng and accept Han Chuang's challenge.

Mei Shuangxue is a different idea.

She simulated the scene when she was fighting against the heavy sword in her mind: her swordsmanship was light and smart, heavy on a phantom word, when she faced the heavy sword, she didn't care about the opponent, and when the sword slashed, she had to hide, so when she thought about it, she was naturally a little frightened in her heart, and she only felt that her swordsmanship for more than ten years was useless.

Han Chuang had no way of knowing that the top three core disciples on the stage had noticed him, and his all-out spirit was focused on Yue Qianheng's body.

Seeing Yue Qianheng's bloody appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and said secretly: "Why do you see him a little different?"

Xiao Bai's voice sounded at the right time: "It's indeed a little different, it should be that his contract demon beast has evolved to the peak of Huayuan." ”

Han Chuang frowned again, and said in his heart: "Then are you sure to suppress it?"

Xiaobai said disdainfully: "It's just a howling moon wolf, as long as it doesn't break through the contemplation period, I can make it bow down." ”

Han Chuang's words were a bit exaggerated, but it could at least suppress the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, so that Han Chuang still had to face only Yue Qianheng.

"Then you will die. Han Chuang said in his heart.

The silence in the field made Ling Luofeng's brows furrow, and he was a little worried in his heart.

It has been three years since anyone promoted to the core disciple, and although this year because of Gongziyue's death, the core disciple has vacated a position, but still no one dares to challenge on stage, so he can't help but be frightened.

The inner disciples are the foundation of the sect, and the core disciples are the pillars of the sect, only the sect that continues to have strong hands can maintain its long-term prosperity, such as the Qingzhu Sect, the situation that there are no newcomers to the three sects is the beginning of the decline of the sect.

It was precisely for this reason that Ling Luofeng attached great importance to Han Chuang, and only hoped that he could bring surprises in this inner door competition, but now it seems that Han Chuang is unwilling to make a bird.

"Cunning little things. Ling Luofeng thought to himself.

After this embarrassment, suddenly a figure jumped into the ring, only to see that he was thin, as if he was blown into the ring by a gust of wind, who is not an ugly.

Seeing Ah Ugly's ugly appearance, Ling Luofeng couldn't help frowning and said, "Which family's disciple is this?"

Naturally, only the elders' direct disciples were able to challenge the core disciples.

Liu Hengbo smiled slightly and said softly, "This is my disciple." ”

Ling Luofeng's eyes lit up, and he said softly: "It turned out to be Hengbo's disciple, so he must have extraordinary strength." His eyes couldn't help but look at Liu Hengbo.

But seeing Liu Hengbo's embarrassed smile, he said, "My disciple, I, I don't know what his strength is." ”

Ling Luofeng was shocked in his heart, and said without moving: "Hengbo is not joking, how can there be a master who doesn't know the strength of his disciples?"

Liu Hengbo shook his head and said embarrassedly: "Don't hide it, this is the disciple I just accepted yesterday." ”

Yesterday?

Ling Luofeng didn't know what to say anymore.

Call him arrogant?

After all, he had a good start.

After being stunned for a long time, Ling Luofeng could only say: "Hengbo, you disciple - really unusual, too unusual." ”

This was originally a polite remark, but I didn't want Liu Hengbo to continue the conversation and said: "Yes, don't look at the ugly appearance of this child, but he has his own unique profile in sword practice, and I also cherish his talent, so I made an exception to accept him as a disciple." As he spoke, he stroked his three-foot long beard and smiled heartily.

If Liu Qingfu heard this, she would definitely scoff: What does it mean to 'I also cherish his talent and make an exception to accept him as a disciple', it is obvious that you are following behind others, and you want to accept people as disciples.

Of course, it was impossible for Liu Qingfu to hear her father's words, and only a few elders on the stage heard this paragraph, most of them had disapproving expressions, but Ling Luofeng's heart moved, and said, "Hengbo, this ah-"

"Ugly. Liu Hengbo said.

Ling Luofeng's old face turned red, and he said softly: "Yes, it's Ugly, can he beat the core disciples?"

Liu Hengbo was silent, as if he was chewing on Ling Luofeng's words, and after a long while, he spoke: "Although Ugly is talented, his absolute strength is not very strong, I'm afraid-"

Ling Luofeng's eyes darkened, but he quickly reacted, and said softly: "It's nothing if the absolute strength is not strong, looking at his age, the strength will be there after all, if he fails this year, there will be a chance in three years." ”

The two whispered on the rostrum, and the ugly in the ring had already begun to name the challenge, he stood in the middle of the arena and said loudly: "Iron-legged invincible Yao Baishun, dare to accept the challenge!"

It's Yao Baishun!

Liu Qingfu was secretly shocked in her heart.

Ah Chou will come to the stage to challenge, as she expected, although she doesn't think that Ah Chou can win, but it is good to feel the atmosphere first after all, but she didn't expect that Ah Chou is not challenging Bai Yan, the weakest of the core disciples, but the sixth-ranked iron-legged invincible Yao Baishun.

Yao Baishun's strength is at the peak of Huayuan, and his martial soul is the Lei Lei Qingfeng of the upper level of the Yellow Rank; his iron-legged Zen kung fu is also transformed from Qingfeng, and his martial soul is blended with the exercises, and he is considered a good hand among the core disciples.

Ugly would choose such a master, which was really unexpected by Liu Qingfu.

Han Chuang seemed to see Liu Qingfu's surprise, and explained with a smile: "It's not difficult to understand, Ah Chou is good at swordsmanship, and it is obviously unwise to choose a martial artist who is good at body skills and whose strength surpasses him as an opponent; ”

Liu Qingfu's eyes flashed, and she was surprised: "Do you think Ugly can win?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Why can't he win?"

Liu Qingfu said: "But his strength-"

Han Chuang shook his head and said with a smile: "You are mistaken, Ugly's strength is by no means simple. Ugly's swordsmanship that interpreted the phantom word to the pinnacle came to mind, and he thought: "If you want to do it with all your might, Yao Baishun is naturally not your opponent, but if you want to hide the swordsmanship, it may not be the case who wins and who loses." ”

thought so in his heart, but subconsciously, Han Chuang still thought that Ah Ugly could win, even if he hid his true swordsmanship.

In the field

Yao Baishun, who was named and challenged, changed his face.

He thought that the one who was challenged should be Bai Yan, who was ranked tenth, but he didn't expect that there would be a kid who didn't know the height of the sky and dared to challenge himself.

looked at the ugly in his eyes, and inadvertently brought a layer of gloom.

"Why don't you dare!"

He let out a loud shout, spread out like a goshawk, and leaped into the ring.

"Boy, choosing me is your biggest mistake!" Yao Baishun said coldly.

Ah Ugly didn't raise his eyes, and said casually: "I think my choice is just right." ”

When Ling Luofeng heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, "This ugly boy is inevitably too arrogant. But he didn't see Liu Hengbo smile with relief, he glanced at Han Chuang, and saw the deep meaning of Ah Chou's choice of Yao Baishun.

Iron-legged invincible Yao Baishun is not the weakest of the core disciples, but the one who is most likely to be defeated.

With a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword trembled in the air, making a buzzing sword sound.

This is not an ordinary sword, not even an ordinary sword. There is no sword grid, the blade and the hilt run all the way, and the most important thing is that this is a bamboo sword.

That's right!

This is a sword made of bamboo.

Ah Chou's real sword is unsightly, just like his real face, which can never be shown in front of the living, so he chose a bamboo sword, a bamboo sword sharpened by his own hands.

When Nie Qingqing saw this bamboo sword, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and a name was suddenly imprinted in his mind: Lotus.

Although Ah Chou's appearance is 108,000 miles different from Lotus, she still can't help but associate the two together, because when they don't kill people, they use bamboo swords.

When Yao Baishun saw that Ah Chou pulled out a bamboo sword, he was inadvertently angry, and said angrily: "Boy, hurry up and change to a good sword." ”

I have to say that if it is an ordinary martial artist, he may be pleased that the opponent uses a bamboo sword against the enemy, but the core disciples of the Qingzhu Sect are all arrogant people, and when they see the opponent using a bamboo sword to meet the enemy, they will inevitably think that the opponent is despising themselves.

Ah Chou fiddled with the blade of the bamboo sword, sneered slightly, and said: "I don't despise you, the bamboo sword is my weapon; ”

In fact, he still didn't say a word, in his heart, there are only two kinds of opponents, those who can live and those who must die, against those who can live, with a bamboo sword, spare people's lives, and against those who must die, with an ink sword, take people's lives; this is the principle of a chou, and swordsmen have their own principles.

Yao Baishun was silent, as if chewing on the meaning of this sentence, and after a while, he finally raised his head, looked directly at Ah Chou, and said loudly: "I take back what I just said, you are a good opponent." ”

Now. The contempt in his eyes was gone, and all that was left was solemnity.