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Things in this world are often unexpected, just like Han Chuang never thought that he would meet the secret guards of the Cangwang Mansion here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person didn't appear, and he didn't make a sound, but Han Chuang never relied on his eyes and ears to peek around, there were people around, more than one, this was what he felt.

"Since you don't come out, then don't blame me. ”

But all noodle stalls will have chopsticks, chopsticks are inserted in the chopsticks of each one, the chopsticks are just an ordinary bamboo tube, plugging in the chopsticks is the chopsticks, plugging in the arrows is the quiver.

If you plug in a cartridge of knives, it is a cartridge for knives.

But now, there are chopsticks in the bamboo tube, and that is the chopstick tube.

Han Chuang put his hand into the chopstick holder, grabbed a handful of chopsticks like lightning, and threw them outward at will, and the chopsticks shot out towards the void like arrows.

Niu Jin was next to him, looking at Han Chuang incredulously, he never thought that he, the master, was still a martial arts master.

Niu Jin can also work with both hands, and he usually claims to be a little master, but if he is like Han Chuang, let alone him, even his father can't do it.

The chopsticks shot into the grass and the trees, and two moans were heard in both places at the same time, and two black shadows rolled down from the trees.

Han Chuang smiled: "You people, even if you hide in the sewer, I can smell the breath." A calm and quiet sentence, but it gives people a chilling feeling.

Two more people jumped from the tree, two more people came out of the grass, and the two people who were shot, and there were six men in black.

"Who are you, and don't get in the way of us. A man in black said.

Han Chuang chuckled lightly and said, "I didn't get in the way of your business. ”

The man in black frowned and said, "Then please let your Excellency come." ”

Han Chuang shook his head.

"I'll just sit here, and I won't let you go, why do you want me to come? ”

Han Chuang had already seen that the target of these black-clothed men was Niu Jin, although he didn't know why Niu Jin would provoke King Cang, but as his master, although he was only a master in cooking, it was impossible for Han Chuang to stand idly by.

At this point, if the man in black didn't understand what Han Chuang meant, he would be a fool, he sneered, and said with pity: "Your Excellency is good at kung fu, but I also advise Your Excellency, there are some things that you don't care, and you can't take care of them." ”

Han Chuang also sneered.

"There have been many people who have said the same thing to me before, and what happened to them in the end - they are all dead, and none of them are alive. ”

The man in black did not speak, but showed his attitude with practical actions.

The intact four people and four black swords shot towards Han Chuang.

Han Chuang sneered in his heart.

The wind blew, his right hand was gently raised, and a dead branch that fell to the ground flew into his hand, this is a dead branch, it is the most common dead branch in the world, it may have been lying on the ground for two or three days without anyone caring about it. It is more fragile than a normal branch, let alone a sharp sword.

When Niu Jin saw it, he only felt that even he could easily cut off this dead branch.

But the moment the withered branch flew into Han Chuang's hands, everything changed, and the originally docile and peaceful master seemed to have changed a person.

Is it sharp?

Niu Jin subconsciously shook his head, this is not sharp, at most it is just a small test, he has this feeling.

Withered branches are swords, this sword may be the most humble sword in the world, even more humble than the bamboo in the hands of the lotus back then, but it is this simple sword, but it gives people an indescribable feeling.

It's hard for you to describe this strange feeling, like dead wood in spring, or rather, there is no so-called dead wood, as if from beginning to end, Han Chuang is holding a sword in his hand.

The Dark Guard didn't hesitate, each of them sensed something was wrong, but the long training had made them forget about it. As soon as the sword is shot, if you hesitate, you will lose, and if you are firm, you may still have a chance of life.

The four people who forgot to hesitate, abandoned the four swords that hesitated, and came to Han Chuang like martyrs who forgot to die.

It's weird, people arrived first, followed by the sword, the sword was sent out, and it was handed to Han Chuang's chest, four swords.

All four swords are stabbed into the chest, but the position of the stab is different, some are the left lung, some are the right lung, some are the throat, and the last one is the heart.

No matter which sword stabs, Han Chuang must die, he is just a martial artist, not a superman, and he does not have a so-called steel body, let alone be caught, so the dead branch in his hand, or the sword in his hand, moved.

The hand moves first, followed by the sword, and the wrist controls the blade of the sword, creating a wonderful arc in the air.

How wonderful is this arc? Just look at Niu Jin's intently looking expression, this is a kind of harmony and beauty beyond human imagination, and at this moment, this long-decayed dead branch seems to be rejuvenated.

A cold light flickered in Han Chuang's eyes, and a sword swept away, and four swords fell to the ground.

It was the tip of the sword that fell, and in the hands of the four secret guards, they only held half a sword, and the four people looked at each other, unable to believe the previous scene, what had just happened, and they didn't even react at all.

Is it really a dead branch, not some kind of magic weapon?

Everyone looked at Han Chuang with complicated eyes, and they forgot about the attack for a while.

Maybe in their subconscious, there is only one chance to make a move, and once the opportunity passes, there is no life.

The wind was howling, and there was no other sound in the long street. Han Chuang was still sitting on the chair, and he didn't even move a step.

The four people opposite him stood in despair, as if four sculptures had lost their lives.

I don't know how long it took, but the man in black in the lead finally spoke with difficulty: "Your Excellency, who is Your Excellency?"

Han Chuang smiled, just like the brilliance of the ice and snow at the beginning of melting, he smiled so naturally, naturally, for a moment, the man in black who led the way felt that he was attracted by this smile.

But in the next moment, he reacted, drenched in cold sweat.

"Go back and tell your master, don't fight the idea of Niu Jin, he is my student. Han Chuang said casually, suddenly as if he was thinking about something, and added: "My name is Han Chuang, and your master knows me." ”

When the men in black helped each other to leave, Niu Jin finally reacted, looked at Han Chuang with a shocked face, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are the one, Han, Han Chuang?"

Han Chuang subconsciously touched his nose and said, "If there is only one Han Chuang in Canglan City, it is me." ”

In a word, Niu Jin's already tight heart was completely shocked.

Han Chuang, master, two unrelated names seem to be fused into one at this moment, becoming close and inseparable from each other.

You must know that in the entire Canglan Country now, no one doesn't know Han Chuang's name.