A voice as cold as ice sounded: "If you want wine, the wine pipe is enough." ”

It was neither Liu Hengbo, the head of the Qingzhu Sect, nor Wei Zhenye, the city lord, who spoke, nor Yan Qingfei, the chief core disciple of the Qingzhu Sect, but Cho Yuan, who rarely spoke in the city lord's team, and this swordsman said something unexpectedly.

It's hard to imagine a person who almost never speaks speaks, which is tantamount to the blossoming of an iron tree, making one wonder if he will be able to speak after this time.

Of course, Yan Chiyang laughed and grinned, revealing a pile of white teeth.

"Okay, get the wine!"

He didn't seem to move the wine bag and flew into his hand, and it was Qi Yuan who threw him the wine bag, but Qi Yuan didn't look at him, he just drank it to himself, as if the wine in his hand was more important than a core disciple of the Chixia Sect.

Seeing this, Liu Hengbo opened his mouth and said, "By the way, Brother Yan, why don't you go with the team of the Chixia Sect this time." ”

Yan Chiyang smiled and replied, "I like to be alone, and I'm not used to being with people. ”

Ding Ding answered: "Senior Brother Han also likes to be alone. ”

Liu Qingfu glared at Ding Ding fiercely, and Ding Ding spit out his fragrant tongue and quietly grimaced at Yan Chiyang.

The smile on Yan Chiyang's face expanded, and he said to Ding Ding, "Little girl, tell me about your Senior Brother Han again." ”

Ding Ding narrowed his eyes, and there was a smile in his narrow eyes: "You also want to hear about Senior Brother Han?"

"Hahaha," Yan Chiyang laughed, "I'm very interested in someone with a similar temperament to me. ”

Han Chuang rolled his eyes helplessly, thinking, "What do you mean to be similar to you." He took a sip of wine and forced himself not to look at Yan Chiyang, but he still quietly pricked up his ears, and that action made Nie Qingqing secretly laugh.

I only heard Ding Ding say: "Senior Brother Han is a kendo genius. ”

Yan Chiyang's eyes lit up, first glanced at Han Chuang, then turned his gaze to Ding Ding's face, and said with a warm smile: "I am also a kendo genius. ”

Ding Ding sneered and said, "Your genius is definitely not as genius as my Senior Brother Han, he is the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen." ”

Yan Chiyang disagreed, thinking: "How powerful Liu Hengbo's apprentice can be, I don't even care about his master." ”

Ding Ding seemed to see what Yan Chiyang was thinking, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Han's swordsmanship was not learned from Uncle Liu," he also glanced at Liu Hengbo as he spoke, and said, "I'm sorry Uncle Liu, this is a fact." ”

Liu Hengbo smiled bitterly and said, "The apprentice's swordsmanship is indeed not taught by me, it is all his own comprehension. ”

"Self-comprehension?" Yan Chiyang became more and more interested in this Han Chuang, who he had never met, and couldn't help but say to Ding Ding: "Go on, let's talk about his affairs, what kind of sword he uses, and what swordsmanship he uses." ”

Ding Ding pursed his lips and said with an arrogant face: "Senior Brother Han made a three-hundred-pound heavy sword, and the swordsmanship used is also very different from the swordsmanship of the world. ”

Yan Chiyang's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "Heavy sword, how should the heavy sword be used?" He couldn't help but filter the swordsmanship he had learned in his mind, and found that none of them could be suitable for the method of heavy sword, and his heart was suddenly troubled, and he said: "This is impossible, how can anyone make a heavy sword of three hundred catties."

Ding Ding sneered and said, "Don't you believe it? At the beginning, Senior Brother Han was holding a heavy sword, but he was able to draw with the elders of the Condensation Period. ”

The first battle between Han Chuang and Lu Bohan has become a legend of the Qingzhu Sect, and there is a tendency to spread more and more evil.

Han Chuang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart when he heard Ding Ding's words. He knew his own affairs, at that time he was just blocking Lu Bohan's palm, if Lu Bohan continued to attack, he would have to be defeated, but in Ding Ding's mouth, it became a tie;

When Yan Chiyang heard this, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and said, "You said that he once defeated the elders of the Qingzhu Sect?"

Although he himself can defeat the masters of the ordinary concentrating period, how can the elders of the Qingzhu Sect be comparable to the masters of the ordinary contemplation period, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are all equipped with stunts, let's just say that this is Liu Hengbo in front of him, although Yan Chiyang is not afraid of him, but when he really fights, he doesn't know his opponent.

This is not a matter of talent, in terms of talent, Yan Chiyang is much higher than Liu Hengbo, but a matter of cultivation time, Liu Hengbo has a long cultivation time, and his martial soul is not weak, he can be regarded as a master in the concentrating period, so he can defeat Yan Chiyang.

Ding Ding smiled: "Of course, everyone in the Qingzhu Sect knows about this matter. ”

Yan Chiyang's eyes wandered around, sweeping over the faces of the disciples of the Qingzhu Sect, everyone's faces were calm and calm, he knew that this matter must be true, no one would lie about this kind of thing, he couldn't help but compare himself with this Han Chuang, he only felt that it was half a point worse, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Han Chuang, who was transformed into Li Dazhu, and said secretly in his heart: " I thought that I was invincible in the southeast region in terms of swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that there was not only an inexplicable Li Dazhu who was better than me, but also Han Chuang of the Qingzhu Sect, which was really big in the world and could not be underestimated. ”

On the one hand, Han Chuang used a heavy sword, and Li Dazhu used a soft sword, which were completely different; on the other hand, he felt that Li Dazhu's origin was mysterious, and his martial arts were mixed, but there was no trace of the Qingzhu Sect, so he ruled out this possibility at the first time.

In fact, if the people of the Qingzhu Sect who were present saw the scene when Li Dazhu was fighting with him, they would definitely recognize Han Chuang's identity, after all, everyone in the Qingzhu Sect knew that Han Chuang was between making heavy swords, and he was using the way of fast swords.

Although the soft sword is different from the fast sword, the shadow of the fast sword can still be faintly seen, not to mention the last move Taiji Eighteen Sword Style, which is the same as the heavy sword, which is the symbol of Han Chuang himself.

Yan Chiyang didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, laughed at the moment, walked to the camel's side, took off a burden from the camel, and after opening it, he saw a dead red-billed parrot wrapped in the baggage.

Yan Chiyang smiled and said: "Everyone, I am a natural eater, I can eat wherever I go, and when I suddenly see this delicious thing, I can't wait." ”

Liu Hengbo said with a smile: "Where, it's the first time I've seen a red-billed parrot." ”

The red-billed parrot is a bird endemic to the desert and is said to have an unusually delicious meat and crunchy texture, making it an excellent ingredient.

It's just that it's hard for this bird to be psychic and difficult to hunt.

Yan Chiyang couldn't help laughing and said: "This bird is also stupid, it appeared in front of me, how could I let it go, I used the method at the moment, chased it more than ten miles away, and was finally caught up by me and shot down with one stone." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, you must know that this red-billed parrot is difficult to hunt, in addition to psychic, there is also an extremely fast speed, and it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to catch its shadow with the naked eye, let alone catch up with him. This Yan Chiyang can not only catch up with it, but also kill it with stones, which is really incredible.

Seriously, Yan Chiyang himself was surprised that he could shoot down the red-billed parrot with a single stone, and in his opinion, it would take at least five or six stones to block the space before he could kill it with one hit.

Seeing that the red-billed parrot had removed the internal organs and roasted them on the fire, the skin was yellow in a short time, and the fat turned into oil, oozing outward, making a crackling sound.

The bonfire was not very strong, and Yan Chiyang held the iron chisel in his hand and kept turning it so that every side was grilled, and his movements were extremely professional and natural, and he used a small brush to coat the surface of the red-billed parrot with ingredients while roasting.

He seemed to have put all his energy on the bird in his hand, and others couldn't imagine that the strange sword Yan Chiyang would have such a side, but Han Chuang understood that a swordsman needed to have another craft.

When the swordsmanship reaches a certain level, if you want to improve, you can only rely on your own comprehension, if you want to hold the sword to understand the Tao, once or twice is acceptable, if there are more, it is not good, at this time, you need to touch the bypass.

What Yan Chiyang did was to touch the class and use the skills of barbecue to master swordsmanship.

The fragrance was overflowing, and the sound of swallowing saliva sounded around him, and Yan Chiyang acted as if he hadn't heard anything, just carrying out the entire barbecue process in an orderly manner.

Seeing that his every movement is extremely precise, without any procrastination and flaws, he has made barbecue an art.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, and Ding Ding couldn't help but take a breath and muttered, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant." ”

This sentence of "good fragrance" brought Han Chuang into reality, he frowned, and his eyes stared at the red-billed parrot that had become a mature food.

"There's something wrong with the scent. He thought, silently transporting the devouring martial spirit, secretly storing a part of the aroma, and analyzing it with the power of the mysterious Wang Ding.

After a while, his brow furrowed even more, and his eyes became more confused.

Nie Qingqing noticed Han Chuang's abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Chuang motioned for her to be silent, but he said, "Enough, it's scorched if you bake it again." ”

"It's good to be burnt, and it's best to be half-burned, which is the so-called outer char and tender inside, so that the meat will be more delicious. Yan Chiyang sighed, "I was distracted by you." ”

He raised his eyes and glanced at everyone, and sneered: "How can people who are anxious eat good things." ”

When everyone was said by him, they all blushed, and secretly said how could they be so embarrassed, and when they thought about the charming aroma, it seemed that the whole person was immersed in it again.

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I think this is a good thing, you can't stand it anymore." ”

"What? do you want to eat?" Yan Chiyang smiled, "Then here you go." As he spoke, he saw the iron chisel thrown to Han Chuang.

Han Chuang caught it, looked at the half-burnt flesh, sneered, and said, "I'm afraid I can't bear it either, unless I want to die." ”

"What do you mean?" Yan Chiyang frowned, if Han Chuang wasn't the one who had defeated him in swordsmanship, I'm afraid he would have slashed out by now, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't have the certainty of victory, I'm afraid he would have slashed out now.

He admired Han Chuang, but he was not sure of absolute victory, so he endured it and did not use his sword.

Han Chuang naturally didn't know that in a short period of time, Yan Chiyang's heart changed again and again, he just saw that something was wrong with this red-billed parrot brother.

Seeing him sneer, he said to Nie Qingqing: "Cuihua, borrow my short sword." ”

Nie Qingqing handed over the short sword, and saw Han Chuang's wrist shake, and the short sword immediately saw the red-billed parrot's belly burst, and he used the tip of the sword again, and a bird's egg flew out.

When Yan Chiyang was in addition to the red-billed parrot, he only removed the internal organs, but did not remove the birds' eggs, which was also due to habit. Han Chuang sneered, and pointed a sword at the bird egg that was flying in the air, and the bird egg split from it, broke in half, and deviated to the left and right.

"Look at the yolk. Han Chuang said.

Everyone saw it clearly, there was a wisp of black spots at the end of the yolk of the cracked bird's egg, if it wasn't for Han Chuang's reminder in advance, they would never have been able to see it, and when they looked at it, they saw thin needles like whiskers floating in the air, flashing with a faint blue light.

"Poison needle!" Liu Qingfu exclaimed.

Han Chuang glanced at the stunned Yan Chiyang and said: "Someone wants to poison you, this poisoned person is very powerful, the poison needle penetrates the skin and egg white, and the whole is not in the egg yolk, only the egg yolk is poisonous, and the skin and protein are not poisonous." ”

Han Chuang let out a long sigh and said, "The red-billed parrot only has this bird egg in his stomach, and the egg yolk in the egg white, and it is really amazing that he can actually inject a poisonous needle directly into the egg yolk." ”

Yan Chiyang clenched his teeth and said hatefully: "Not only is it powerful, but there are only one sect and one faction in the entire Southeast Region who can do this." ”

"Which sect?" Han Chuang said lightly.

"Danding faction!" Yan Chiyang's eyes flashed with the fierce light of a cautious person.