Lin Jiangxue was sneering.

She is a proud person in her bones, even more proud than Qin Xiang'er, how can she play for an "enemy" wholeheartedly.

At the most soothing and important moment of the movement, she suddenly flicked her hands sharply, and came out of the trap like a beast with a series of discordant notes.

The madman opened his eyes sharply, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

"What are you doing?" he was roaring, and through the fog in front of him, Lin Jiangxue seemed to see a fierce beast trapped in the fighting room, roaring, roaring, shouting frantically, pulling at the iron bars of the cage.

And all this was inevitable, he still suffered the pain of being quiet in his spirit, even his body, but this pain was not alleviated in the slightest, it burned him, all the time.

Lin Jiangxue said coldly: "It's over." ”

The answer was simple, resolute and fearless, she was sure that the madman would not kill her, nor would he do anything to her, and it was true.

The madman didn't speak, just stared viciously, and a fierce light shot out of his eyes, this fierce light even made Qin Xiang'er can't help but retreat.

However, Lin Jiangxue did not retreat, not only did she not retreat, but she didn't even meet this gaze without any fear.

"Good, good. The madman said, his voice low like a drizzle in his throat, "You should understand the consequences of this!"

As soon as the words fell, the madman's originally static body suddenly moved, and his hand was like an arrow off the string, shooting towards Lin Jiangxue.

Wrapped in the sound of the wind, the palm of her hand seemed to disappear, and all Lin Jiangxue could feel was a strong wind full of oppression, which was not in one direction, but in a completely different opposite direction, tearing the skin frantically.

Lin Jiangxue felt the stinging pain in her skin, like a thin needle piercing into her pores.

This is a fatal blow, even if she is in her prime, it is impossible to dodge, let alone be sealed at this moment, all she can do is to greet death with a smile.

But she didn't smile, her face was still cold, so cold that even death trembled for her at this moment, it rejected her, pushed her away, its palm hanging half an inch from her forehead.

How close is this distance?

A throwing knife also has three inches, and half an inch is equal to one-sixth of a flying knife. The distance of half an inch was enough for anyone to feel the fear of death, and then this fear did not knock Lin Jiangxue down.

A smile suddenly appeared on her expressionless face, a cold smile, a cold piercing cold.

"Why not hide. Said the madman.

At this moment, there was no trace of madness in this quiet tone, and it sounded as if he had returned to normal, but Lin Jiangxue understood that he was just burying madness in his heart.

"You're not going to move me, are you?" she said, her voice high.

It's like a queen facing a rebel, even though she knows it's hard to survive, but she'll still maintain her status as a nobleman.

The palm of her hand advanced a little more, about half an inch and a half, almost touching Lin Jiangxue's forehead, she didn't move, she was still laughing, she knew that she had won.

The madman said coldly: "Why don't you hide yet!"

Lin Jiangxue smiled: "You didn't want to kill me before, and now you don't want to, why should I hide?"

The madman said, "Aren't you afraid that I will change my mind?"

Lin Jiangxue glanced at him and said with a smile: "Will you?"

A madman must be a strong-willed person, and a strong-willed person will not change his mind casually, even if such an act makes him uncomfortable and makes him suffer, but he is still not prepared to change.

The palm of his hand hung down, and the stagnant air suddenly relaxed, and Lin Jiangxue smiled even brighter.

"I won," she said.

If there's one winner in this psychological battle, it's her, there's no doubt about it.

The madman looked at her deeply and said in a deep voice: "You won, but I didn't lose either, don't forget that you are still in my hands." ”

With that, he turned to leave, not forgetting to close the dark room as he left. With the sound of the rumbling stone walls turning, the light gradually turned into a luxury, until finally, a little blue light returned.

Lin Jiangxue breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person leaned limply against the wall, slowly sliding down, and at this moment the cold sweat had wet her back.

Seeing this, Qin Xiang'er couldn't help but say, "Why are you doing this? What if he really does it?"

Lin Jiangxue glanced at her, smiled reluctantly, and said, "He won't kill us." ”

Qin Xiang'er's eyes lit up, and she said, "How do you know." ”

Lin Jiangxue laughed out loud and said in a low voice: "Because he wants to listen to the piano, this is his purpose." ”

Qin Xiang'er nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "But you didn't give it to him, you only gave half of what he wanted, and giving half to others and leaving half is the most provocative thing." ”

Qin Xiang'er also plays the piano herself, and once heard people play the piano, she knows that the most taboo thing for people who listen to people play the piano is to listen to half of it, that kind of tossing and turning, restless sleep, she will never look like revisiting it again.

She didn't mind teaching the madman some lesson, but it was clearly out of place in the moment she was in prison, so she would rather refuse than play.

Of course, Lin Jiangxue knew what Qin Xiang'er was thinking, and she replied with a smile: "I did this for a reason. ”

"What is the reason?" Qin Xiang'er pricked up her ears.

Lin Jiangxue smiled slightly and said, "It's very simple, I'm going to let him go to Han Chuang's trouble." ”

Yan Chiyang, who was sitting on the ground, had his eyes lit up, and answered: "Han Chuang can only find us if he goes to find trouble again, but do you really have so much confidence in Han Chuang?" He glanced at Lin Jiangxiu, and said, "If, I mean if-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Jiangxue: "There is no if, I believe in him, he believes in me, although we can't get in touch, but the tacit understanding between each other will set a trap for this madman who can't break free." ”

In fact, Han Chuang is laying such a trap.

It is not a fantasy for a group of half-step concentrating martial artists to deal with a martial artist in the late stage of contemplation, as long as the method is appropriate, there is still a possibility.

For example, with poison, poison is a thing that cannot be prevented, to a large extent, it has nothing to do with the strength of the poisoner, strength can only help you resist toxins, but it cannot make you avoid poison.

Han Chuang refined a poison, a colorless and odorless body fluid, transparent like a lean and clear mountain spring, a toxin extracted from the moon like grass.

Yuerucao is not a poisonous weed, but its rhizome is poisonous, and this toxin lurks in its body, and experienced and capable poisoners can refine it.

Han Chuang handed the bottle containing the poison to Nie Qingqing and said in a low voice: "This is poison, when the time comes, apply it to the body and the sound of the piano, as long as he touches you, he will be poisoned." ”

Nie Qingqing put down the glass bottle, and without looking at it, he put it in his arms.

"Does this work?" asked Jin Sanfu.

"It's useful," Han Chuang nodded, "Although the poison of Yue Rucao is not fatal, it has a special effect, it will wear down the true qi of the martial artist, and once he is poisoned, it is impossible for him to escape from our encirclement." ”

Jin Sanfu said again: "But that is a master in the late stage of concentrating, and we don't know if the toxin is useful to it." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Don't worry, the poison of Yue Rucao is different from other poisons, even if his strength is high, he can't use his true qi to force the poison, but this poison will automatically dissipate after twelve hours." ”

Nie Qingqing shook his head and said with a smile: "Where did you learn this kung fu of using poison?" ”

Han Chuang smiled but did not speak.

He has always been secretive about his use of poison, which is incomprehensible, after all, it is a shameful thing to use poison, especially when it happens to a famous and decent disciple, which is somewhat smeared by the sect.

But now, Han Chuang is no longer a disciple of the Qingzhu Sect, and there is no benevolence and morality to talk about in the forbidden land, not to mention that it was Lin Jiangxue who was captured by that madman.

Han Chuang has done everything.

"By the way, there is also an antidote, I almost forgot. Han Chuang smiled and took out an elixir from his waist and handed it to Nie Qingqing, "Take the antidote first, and when you use the poison, you won't be poisoned." ”

Nie Qingqing nodded, took the pill, and then said, "This poison shouldn't consume all the true qi of the poisoned person in the first place, right?"

Han Chuang nodded and said, "That's right, dissipating true qi is a process, I expect that once poisoned, he will lose half of his strength, and the other half will gradually disappear within an hour." ”

"A late-stage master of condensation who is only half of his true qi is also very difficult to deal with, have you thought of a way to keep him?" Nie Qingqing asked.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, pointed at Jin Sanfu and said, "It's up to Jin San's fat man." ”

"He?" Nie Qingqing glanced at Jin Sanfu with a suspicious expression.

It's not that she doesn't trust Jin Sanfu, but Jin Sanfu's dignity is obviously hard to believe.

Jin Sanfu smiled and said: "Don't worry, Qingqing girl, this opportunity is designed by me personally, Brother Han, Brother Lotus, and Brother Chopping Yuan, the three masters of the joint attack, trapping a master who is only half of his true qi in the late stage of condensation, it is more than enough." ”

He glanced at Cho Yuan beside him and said, "No, Cho Yuan." ”

Chop Yuan didn't speak, his eyes staring ahead, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with him.

Jin Sanfu couldn't help but shake his hand in front of his eyes, and at the same time said: "Kill brother, kill brother, return to your soul!"

"Huh?"

Only then did he come back to his senses and said, "What's the matter?"

Jin Sanfu said unhappily: "When the time comes, you, Brother Han and Brother Lotus will form a three-no-three-talent formation and trap the opponent with a three-no-three-talent formation." ”

Since entering the oasis, Chop Yuan has been a little unwilling, which is also understandable, after all, this is the place where his mother's bones are buried, and even if he is calm, he may be in a trance.

But what Han Chuang wants is not a trance, this is a design that does not allow any problems, there is only one chance, and if you miss it, there will be no more.

Han Chuang said in a low voice: "Brother Chop, are you okay?" ”

Chopping Yuan said: "It's okay, don't worry, you will do your best." ”

I don't know why, although Cho Yuan swore a good word, Han Chuang was still a little uneasy in his heart, as if something would happen.

The moonlight was pale, the pale moonlight illuminated the edges of the tent, the zigzag shape was still clear, and there was a sound of the piano in the tent, elegant and melodious, like a poignant tone in the pale moonlight.

A man appeared in front of the tent, wearing a gray robe with a ragged hem and a pair of black boots at his feet.

The moonlight sprinkled on the gray robe, as if gilding it with a layer of platinum.

The wind came, blowing the aspens, and the rustling sound of countless aspen shaking was connected, like the sound of the tide of the sea.

There was no whistling, no ghost crying, if it weren't for the arrival of this uninvited guest, I'm afraid everything would be calm, and his arrival was like a pebble cast on a calm lake.

As big as the stones, the ripples are as big as they are.

The sound of the piano is colder than the moonlight, and it is more desolate than the artistic conception of the moonlight, just like the resentful woman is mourning, and the mourning soldier is crying, and anyone who hears this sound will be attracted.

The visitor was no exception, he did not break into the tent at the first time, but stood outside the tent and listened.

He looks serious, like an intoxicated listener.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of an hour

Halfway through the two-hour period, there was a sound of strings breaking in the tent, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"Who's outside!" Nie Qingqing's voice came out.

The man came to his senses, and suddenly half of the arrow rushed in, Nie Qingqing was on guard, and suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on his face, and then felt that he was being pulled forward.

The speed of the person who came was extremely fast, and he was not given any time to react at all.

Rushing out of Zheng Peng, three or five ups and downs, Nie Qingqing saw that he was about to be taken out of the woods, and at this moment, three black shadows came out of the forest, standing in a zigzag shape, and the future was trapped in it in an instant.

The three people are Han Chuang, Cho Yuan, and Lotus.

Mingyue came out of the woods, and when she saw the man's appearance, she immediately shouted: "It's him, it's him who took Childe and Miss away!"

When Han Chuang heard this, he knew that he had found the right master, so he said, "Friend, we should talk." "I knew that the person was like a madman, but at this moment, it seemed that there was no mark of a madman on his body, and he looked very normal.

The madman said, "I have nothing to talk to you about, get out of the way!"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I think it's better for us to talk, so it's good for everyone." ”

The madman sneered: "If you want to talk to me, you are not worthy!"

Although the madman is a madman, he has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and shouted: "What did you do to me?"

Han Chuang shook his head and did not answer.

At the same time, Nie Qingqing, who had originally been captured, suddenly became difficult, and a blue light floated in the palm of his right hand, which was aimed at the madman's chest.

If it was the heyday of a madman, it would be easy to counter Nie Qingqing, but at this moment, he was poisoned by Yue Rucao, and less than half of the strength that his true qi could exert was controlled, and seeing that his palm was about to be printed on his chest, he could only turn sideways dangerously, although he avoided this palm, he also lost control of Nie Qingqing.

Nie Qingqing saw that he was a palm, and he didn't entangle, he immediately lucked his body, jumped up, and stood beside Han Chuang when he got up, and said:

"The poison of this moon is really powerful, colorless and tasteless, which makes people unguardable, and the effect is amazing, looking at his appearance, at least half of his combat effectiveness has been lost. ”

When the madman heard this, his brows furrowed, and he whispered, "I'm poisoned?"

Han Chuang said: "Yes, you have been poisoned, I'm afraid you have already felt it, and the true qi is constantly disappearing." ”

The madman was really lucky, and the real feeling was constantly disappearing, but after all, he was experienced, and said without moving: "Even so, the old man can kill a few of you!"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "It seems that you don't want to talk about it well." ”

The madman said, "The old man has never been threatened by anyone, let him die!" He suddenly rose up like a goshawk in half, and his nails swelled by three inches.

"It's the Eagle Strike Nine Days, be careful!"

Han Chuang nodded, Eagle Strike Nine Heavens is a move in the Eagle Claw Skill, the Eagle Claw Skill is not a high-level martial art, but if you practice to a high depth, it is not much worse than the ground-level martial art, the reason why it is only a Xuan level is undoubtedly because it is difficult to practice, you have to insert your palm into the red-hot iron sand, keep tempering, and then soak it in a special medicine.

The suffering suffered during this period can make anyone give up halfway, looking at the beginning of this madman's hand, his eagle claw skills should have been practiced to a very high level, and the strength of his mind is incredible.

Jin Sanfu came out of the woods, saw this scene, and immediately said: "This person can't be stopped by one person, you three use the formation quickly." ”

The three of them nodded, and each acted according to the three-no-three talent formation.

The three-not-three-talent formation is thought to be three people who are proficient in the blade, according to the direction of the three talents, and it is also passed down from the Taiji Gate, since Zhang Yifeng created this formation, it has become the best combined attack technique of the three people besieged.

Although the formation is exquisite, it is easy to learn and difficult to master, and ordinary people may be difficult to get started in their lifetime, but whether it is Han Chuang Lotus or Chopping Yuan, they are both geniuses of Tianzhong, although they have not been in contact with the formation for a long time, they have been used in a similar way.

At this time, the madman attacked Han Chuang with an eagle strike for nine days, and Cho Yuan and Lotus attacked him from behind with a sword, a long sword, a golden wire big ring knife came from the left and right, if the madman insisted on hurting Han Chuang, he would not be able to hit this sword.

No matter what, he could only change his moves in the air, and slapped a palm on the back of the sword spine from the left and back, and the two of them fell, retreating a few steps in a row, and then they stood firm.

At the same time, the heavy sword had appeared in Han Chuang's hand, and the dark sword body reflected the moonlight, as if it was coated with a layer of silver veil.

This sword Han broke into Yemen, and when he dropped the sword, he turned from a different door, and with a snort, the sword body was wrapped in a strong wind and fell, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

The madman shouted: "Good sword, good sword!" Without bending his waist and legs, he moved half a step backwards out of thin air, dodging the blade of the sword, and at the same time slammed the spine of the sword with his palm, shaking the heavy sword away, ready to take advantage of the momentum.

This is a very correct technique, if he fights alone, Han Chuang may be seriously injured in his next move, but the three-in-three talent formation pays attention to the cooperation of three people, and it is intimate.

Han Chuang was attacked here, and the madman was surrounded again with a sword and a sword over there.

The madman had no choice but to change his moves, but he suddenly felt that his true qi was stagnant, and he was almost swept by the long sword, he had palpitations, and said secretly: "No, I thought that the true qi could discharge toxins, but the true toxins continue to devour the true qi, if they continue to stalemate, they will not be their opponents, and they have to find a way to get out of trouble!"

Although the madman is sometimes crazy, he is definitely not stupid, the more-for-tat, the clearer his mind, knowing that his state is not conducive to fighting for a long time, he immediately thought of escaping, and he got up his way, ran half of the way, and did not escape.

The three-no-three-talent formation is a first-class trapped person formation, three people stand in a good position, block the enemy, the blade sword qi is practiced into a piece, filling the space, no matter where the madman rushes, it is a piece of sword and soldier qi, let him break through the left and right branches, can not break through a gap, the sword qi and knife qi of these two swords and one sword, each other, like weaving into a tight net, tighter and tighter.

At this moment, the madman can already feel that his true qi is fading rapidly, and if he does not get out of trouble, he is afraid that his life is in danger.