Han Chuang came

-- The son of the Han family, who was abandoned by the world, paid in order to appear in the ring of the annual meeting, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Looking at the audience cheering for him, his heart was full of excitement, and at this moment, he clearly felt that the soul of his predecessor was still beating in this body - they were one.

"Elder Zhao, Han Chuang is here. He said lightly, but his eyes stayed on the woman opposite, wearing a white gauze and light Luo, with a light and elegant atmosphere, a light body, and a bright gaze, like autumn water;

She shouldn't have appeared in this kind of bloody and violent ring, but the struggle between the families made them have to lose themselves.

Han Chuang was about to speak, but was interrupted by an irritable voice: "Elder Zhao, this son is one step late, the incense has been extinguished, please declare my Lin family victorious!"

Even if he didn't use his eyes, Han Chuang also knew that he would say this, only Lin Donghua, the head of the Lin family, was the only one who raised his eyes and saw that his hair was slightly open, and his eyes showed an anxious look.

Han Chuang said with a smile: "The head of the Lin family is not bad, but there is one thing that is wrong. ”

Lin Donghua shouted: "What's wrong?"

Han Chuang said: "If I really come one step late, I will be sentenced to lose and have nothing to say, but this long incense is obviously not extinguished, why do you say that it is extinguished?"

Lin Donghua said angrily: "Ridiculous! Are you all blind people here? The three-foot long incense is obviously extinguished, so how can we talk about it not being extinguished." ”

Han Chuang narrowed his eyes, smiled at Lin Jiangxue, and then turned his head and shouted: "That's not necessarily!" Before the words fell, his right palm came out, and the palm wind swept over the incense burner, brushing away the dust covering the surface, revealing a short section of incense tail, and everyone looked at it, a little bit of spark flickered in the middle, faintly as if it was going to be cut off at any time.

Han Chuang said with a smile: "The long incense has not been extinguished, I came just right." ”

Lin Donghua snorted coldly, no longer defended, just stared at Zhao Hanxiao as a notary, hoping that he could give a verdict.

Zhao Hanxiao pondered for a moment and said loudly: "Since you arrived before the incense is extinguished, you naturally have the qualifications to compete." After speaking, he ignored Lin Donghua's fierce gaze, and took care of himself, looking at his nose and nose, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Han Chuang faced Lin Jiangxue, smiled slightly, and said, "I encountered some things, so I'm late, please don't be surprised." "I owe myself to it, and I don't think about wearing a shabby scribe's shirt at all.

Lin Jiangxue said with a smile: "I should be the one who apologizes, and she shouldn't go to you, master." ”

Han Chuang smiled disappreciatively and replied: "Should or shouldn't go, I believe that the matter is definitely not from you, since I can go to the appointment on time, let everything pass." With a flick of his right hand, he said, "To be honest, I really don't want to compete with you in the ring." ”

Han Chuang was originally a person who valued love and righteousness, and knew that Lin Jiangxue was born into a family, and many things were involuntary, so he did not put the hatred of divorce on her, and even faintly, he didn't want to be an enemy of Lin Jiangxue.

It's just that things in the world are so mysterious, the more you hide and hide, the more things hit you, until in the end, there is no way to avoid it, only to meet it head-on.

Han Chuang faced such a situation, but his former fiancée became an enemy in the ring, and he had no choice but to defeat him, which made him feel entangled in his heart.

Lin Jiangxue seemed to see Han Chuang's entanglement, and said faintly: "Some things are not under our control, are they? You represent the Han family, I represent the Lin family, and this battle is inevitable after all." With a slight sigh, he hugged Yaoqin in front of him, and said, "Let's listen to my little sister play a song for you." ”

Lin Jiangxue let go of her hands, Yaoqin floated in front of her, and said faintly: "Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."

With a turn of his eyes, he caressed the strings with both hands, and a resentful piano sound came out leisurely, like a wisp of green smoke, drifting into Han Chuang's ears.

In the Han family's camp, Han Zhuangbei's eyes lit up, and he shouted lightly: "Oops!

Han Fu'er hurriedly said: "It turns out that it is really **, I just have a pleasant sound of the piano that makes people addicted, it turns out that this Lin Jiangxue really has this kind of martial arts." ”

Han Zhuangbei sighed: "It's not a martial art, if I guess correctly, it's a martial soul with a ** effect." ”

Although the martial arts are powerful, they can't confuse opponents with the same strength as themselves, but the martial soul with the ** effect can do this. Although the sound of the piano was only played for Han Chuang, Han Zhuangbei, who was standing on the sidelines, also felt his true anger churning.

"Han Chuang, take advantage of her to become a big trend, hurry up and attack!" Han Zhuang shouted.

As soon as the words fell, behind Lin Jiangxue, a phantom shadow of Yaoqin slowly emerged, and the two ends were colorful, like a mountain stream and a rainbow bridge.

Zhao Hanxiao sat up in shock and shouted: "This is the phoenix tail Yaoqin, this is definitely the phoenix tail Yaoqin!

According to legend from ancient times, there are goddesses who use the heaven and earth monarch as the string to create the five-stringed Yaoqin, and then add the civil and military two strings into the seven-stringed qin, and intercept the feather of the phoenix of the divine beast, melt into the Yaoqin, and achieve the phoenix tail Yaoqin, since then there is a saying that the phoenix tail Yaoqin martial soul has been said in the world.

Originally, Zhao Hanxiao thought this was a legend, but he didn't expect to see this legendary martial soul on Lin Jiangxue today, plus another martial soul on her body, this Lin Jiangxue is actually a rare double martial soul, and both martial souls are extremely powerful.

Han Dongshan, who had never spoken, said at this moment: "Qingluan Huofeng and Fengwei Yaoqin are born together, the two complement each other, you have me, I have you, Brother Donghua, congratulations on the successor of the Lin family." ”

Lin Donghua's eyebrows widened, and he said: "Where, where, it's just that the martial soul is good, whether she can achieve success in the future depends on her own efforts." That being said, the joy is beyond words.

Zhao Hanxiao shook his head and said with a lot of taste: "Fengwei Yaoqin, the top ** martial soul, even if her strength is not at the top, relying on the strength of the martial soul itself, she can also occupy a place in the Shenzhou Continent, I heard that she also has a wonderful piano skill-"

When I closed my eyes, I only felt that the sound of the piano was melodious, like crying and admiration, and I immediately closed my mouth and enjoyed it quietly, and the audience was the same, showing a look of intoxication, as if I had heard the most beautiful music in the world.

At this moment, Han Chuang in the field was immersed in another situation: Lin Jiangxue's piano sound was extremely emotional, sometimes tactfully and lowly, like a woman moaning, and sometimes her liver and intestines were broken, just like a beauty sighing.

Even Han Chuang had already prepared, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: "This sound of the piano is really as she said, 'Mo Dao does not kill the soul'" For a while, the dantian true qi surged, hitting the meridians uncontrollably.

If it continues like this, if Lin Jiangxue doesn't make a move, Han Chuang will naturally lose, but there is a way to crack the **, Han Chuang smiled coldly, and shouted: "What can I do with it?" Sitting cross-legged, his hands were knotted with handprints on his chest, and the surging true qi was suddenly suppressed.

There is a method for restraining the mind in the dragon fist mudra, as long as you practice it at home, it is just like what Han Chuang showed at the moment: the wind and rain are blowing, and he will not move.

"Lin Jiangxue, ** has no effect on me. Han Chuang said with a smile.

On Yue He's upstairs, Cui Meiniang saw this scene, frowned, and said in her heart: "How can this kid concentrate on the method of calming his mind, he is only in the replenishment period, and it stands to reason that he can't get in touch with this kind of method at all." "She didn't know the mysteries of the five fists of the I Ching, and she had already broken through the level of body refining and entering the stage of concentrating and refining the soul.

Lin Jiangxue's eyes rolled, a fine light appeared in her eyes, and she said with a smile on her face: "That's not necessarily!"

At this moment, the sound of the piano changed, from Wu Nong's soft words that were tactfully and lowly turned back to the sound of Yan Zhao's swords and guns, the north wind was blowing, and the iron horse was Jingo; for a while, Han Chuang only felt that he was in the middle of the battle array, surrounded by a group of iron horsemen.

The wind swept the flag, and the sound of swords and guns suddenly sounded in the ears, how magnificent and fierce, making people's blood gushing and spirits excited; the true qi that had just eased up was surging again with a more violent attitude.

Suddenly, Han Chuang didn't notice it for a while, he suffered a dark loss, and his true qi hit the meridians violently, and dark red blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Han Fu'er couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Chuang, attack her quickly, don't be shaken by her!"

Where could Han Chuang hear her voice, only to see the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd in all directions, and to see Han Fu'er's anxious face, but he couldn't hear the sound, as if all the sounds had been cut off.

Han Chuang said in his heart: "How can this be? Isn't the dragon fist handprint unable to suppress the ** of the sound of the yaoqin?" He felt that he was in the middle of the monstrous waves, and the sea was surging with thousands of white practices, and he could faintly hear the sound of rumbling.

At this moment, Lin Jiangxue's faint voice came from his ears: "Give up, it is impossible for you to crack my requiem, Fengwei Yaoqin, there are no flaws, and it is an invincible existence before the contemplation period." ”

Han Chuang's heart froze, and he said secretly: "I don't believe that this martial soul is really as powerful as you say!" Then he sat down with great concentration, his hands moved like flying, and the speed of the seal was even faster.

Han Fu'er in the audience wanted to cheer when he saw him settle down, but before the sound started, he saw Han Chuang get up suddenly, his eyes were red as blood, and he danced wildly.

On the ring, the fist is overflowing, the true qi is vertical and horizontal, Lin Jiangxue smiled, as if she didn't care, her body moved with the wind, like a petrel shuttling freely in the storm, and at the same time plucked the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano was not chaotic at all.

Seeing that Han Chuang was consuming too much true qi and curling white smoke from the top of his head, Han Fuer was about to jump into the ring to admit defeat for Han Chuang, but was pulled by Han Zhuangbei.

"What are you doing!" Han Fu'er shouted loudly, trying to break free, but Han Zhuangbei's hand was like an old tree withered vine, locking her firmly.

Han Zhuangbei was not angry, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, take a look again, Han Chuang is not completely out of control." ”

Han Fu'er looked at it and saw that although Han Chuang's eyes were as red as blood, there was a faint clarity in his eyes.

"What the hell does he want to do? If he continues like this, his true qi will be exhausted by Lin Jiangxue!" Han Fu'er said fiercely.

Han Zhuangbei shook his head and said unhurriedly: "Han Chuang's actions are often unexpected, and it is really difficult to judge. ”

At this moment, Han Chuang in the ring shouted angrily, his hands were knotted in front of his chest, and a dragon-shaped giant shadow appeared in the void, his hair was slightly open, and his eyes were wide with anger.

When Cui Meiniang saw this dragon shadow appear, she was shocked, and said secretly: "How is it possible? Isn't he exhausted by me? How can he use this trick again?"

Zhao Hanxiao and Lin Donghua couldn't help but get up and looked at the incredible scene in front of them in amazement.

I only heard Han Chuang shout from his mouth: "Break!" The dragon shadow seemed to return to the world, letting out a sharp dragon groan, and slammed into the layers of sound waves created by the phoenix tail yaoqin.

Lin Jiangxue's face changed, she took a few steps under her feet, flew backwards backwards, her hands were confused, and she quickly plucked the strings, and one after another invisible sword qi rushed out, forming a thick wall of qi in front of her.

Han Chuang raised his eyebrows and shouted, "The pearl of rice grains also shines?"

With a finger of the right hand, the dragon shadow stretched out a claw, and the sound wave was torn, and the dragon head was fiercely installed on the air wall, only to hear a loud "boom", the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the onlookers woke up from their addiction, and looked at it, only to see the dust in the ring, the earth cracked, and they were all stunned.

Zhao Hanxiao couldn't help but ask: "What kind of fist technique is that, it can actually turn into a dragon shadow and break through the sound wave and true qi." Listening to his tone, there was already a bit of trembling.

Lin Jiangxue's words "Fengwei Yaoqin, can be called invincible under contemplation" Although all the exaggeration, it is not far from it, whether it is to replenish the body or transform the element, it will only temper the body of the martial artist, and only after the concentrating period, will the soul be condensed and the sea of consciousness will be expanded.

The reason why Zhao Hanxiao was frightened was that this punch method could break the ** effect, and secondly, the power that Han Chuang had just burst out was actually the power of condensation, which did not allow him not to sway.

Also shaken by Lin Donghua was Lin Donghua, who was no longer able to sit down at this moment, stood up, stretched his neck to look around, and said "impossible, impossible" in his mouth.

Among the three, only Han Dongshan remained calm, he had seen the Dragon Fist handprint crack **, and Lin Jiangxue's phoenix tail Yaoqin martial soul was powerful, although it was beyond his expectations, he still believed that Han Chuang could think of a way to crack it.

"It's better to be blocked than to be sparse!" Han Dongshan said with a smile.

"What?" Zhao Hanxiao asked.

Han Dongshan replied with a smile: "Although Lin Jiangxue's phoenix tail Yaoqin is powerful, Han Chuang's boxing technique faintly restrains spiritual attacks. ”

Zhao Hanxiao saw Han Dongshan's triumphant appearance, and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of boxing method is that?"

Han Dongshan glanced at Zhao Hanxiao and replied casually: "I don't know." ”

Zhao Hanxiao said: "You don't know?" With an expression of disbelief on his face, he thought: "This Han Dongshan must have something to hide, I didn't expect the Han family to have such amazing boxing skills, why don't I take the opportunity to ask him to come and add my Luoxia Sect's martial arts." ”

Han Dongshan smiled slightly, as if he saw what he was thinking, and said, "Elder Zhao, don't forget, Han Chuang left home at the age of seven and has been practicing martial arts in the Qingzhu Sect. ”

said this, but Zhao Hanxiao refused to ask for boxing skills.

The dust in the ring gradually fell, revealing two figures. Han Chuang and Lin Jiangxue stood on both sides of the ring, facing each other from a distance, with a dignified look on their faces.

Han Dongshan smiled slightly, pointed to the middle of the field and said, "Take a look, the competition has just started now." ”

At this moment, Lin Jiangxue suddenly threw the Yaoqin in her hand into the ring, and a whisper sounded in the crowd: "What is she doing? Why did you throw away the weapon?"

Soon, Lin Jiangxue gave everyone the answer: with a bang, I saw her pull out a soft sword from her waist, and the sword body reflected the light, fiery red as blood.