No one expected that the bones of the corpse that had been dead for a long time would suddenly burst out and attack Han Chuang; this palm was fast and urgent, straight out, falling in an arc, using a clever palm technique, hitting Han Chuang's back in the heart, trying to kill him with a palm.

There is a popular saying among martial artists, you never have to face your back at the enemy, because you don't have eyes behind your back, and you can't see the conspiracy behind you, but such a universally recognized axiom does not apply here in Han Chuang.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, like a long eye behind his back, and took out a sword under the elbow of his right hand, right in the center of the skull eyebrows, and his true anger spit out, and his bones shattered to the ground.

"Now you can tell me your name. He said lightly, killing a person is actually very simple, as long as he wants to kill you, you have a chance to kill him, the flaw is always revealed at the moment when he is about to succeed, and he was killed because he failed to catch the flaw, Han Chuang obviously can't catch the flaw.

So--only a sword, without too much skill, just a hidden stab, simple but tried.

The shadow was obviously stunned, he didn't expect Han Chuang to defuse the attack like this, let alone Han Chuang to ask his name first, no one had asked his name for a long time, so much so that he forgot his name;

He said suspiciously, "My name? As he was talking, a sword suddenly stabbed out, "If you want to know my name, don't blame me for taking your sacrificial sword first." The cold light of the long sword flashed, and it had reached Han Chuang's chest.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, although this sword was sudden, but he had the ability to penetrate the subtleties, how could he be defeated by a sneak attack, with a flick of the horizontal sword, he flew up, swinging away the sword of the shadow, and stabbing the opponent's eyebrows, the same sword move, simple and practical.

This shadow is also very good, one of them turned around, swept with a sword, and it was extremely violent, but it was to use the long sword in his hand as a big knife, and for a while, there were really some turbulent swordsmanship.

At this moment, Jin Sanfu suddenly slapped his head and shouted loudly: "I know who you are, a fake sword is not a sword, it is plausible, you are a sword ghost, only a sword ghost uses a sword like this." ”

More than 20 years ago, there was a rumor in Yunzhou that the sword ghost did not use a sword, but a knife, and all his moves were sword techniques, and sword techniques were used to urge sword techniques.

This would have been a stupid thing, but the Sword Ghost Heavenly Genius was able to combine two completely different martial arts into one, and the power was even greater than the original move. This is a very good thing, but the bad thing is that the sword ghost is a killer, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes, the innovative moves of decent people are called pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, and the evil people are called deviant.

There is no doubt that the sword ghost is a deviant person, and as for joining the Evil Moon Sect later, it is not difficult to understand - a deviant person, if he wants to live, he must join a deviant organization, and the Evil Moon Sect is such an organization.

Han Chuang's eyes lit up, he swung away the attacking long sword, and shouted, "It turns out that you are a sword ghost, disrespectful and disrespectful." There was no disrespect on his face.

The sword ghost urged the sword technique with the sword technique, slashed out three sword winds in a row, and shouted at the same time: "Since you know the name of this seat, you can't catch it yet." ”

Han Chuang turned around, dodged the sword wind, and said with a smile: "Joke, if it was you twenty years ago, I would naturally not be an opponent, but now you are just a wisp of spiritual sense that resides on the martial soul, and it is still unknown whether you can take it down, what qualifications do you have to let me be captured." Another sword stabbed out, fitting up.

One is a swordsman in the contemplation period twenty years ago, and the other is a martial artist with subtle ability, the two chess opponents, will meet good talents, strange tricks emerge in endlessly; the two fight faster and faster, the more urgent they fight, just a few breaths, after dozens of moves, it is actually a tie.

In such a situation, Han Chuang was okay, after learning that his opponent was a sword ghost, he reported that he was desperate, and he didn't care about the tie situation;

But Han Chuang's swordsmanship is weird, he has only seen it in his life, and he has made a move, no matter what kind of beckoning he makes, the other party can predict the prophet, and the sword ghost has fought countless swords in his life, but it is as depressed as this moment, unprecedented.

"Good boy, take your life!" he shouted and swung the tip of his sword, stabbed thirteen swords sideways, and attacked Han Chuang's key points around his body, this move was not his fake sword and not a sword move, but a real sword move.

The sword ghost is not blindly "deviant", martial arts is dredged and returned, whether it is "deviant" or innovating, in the end it is the same, so whether it is a sword move or a knife move, in the end, only use the sword technique, it is a sword move, this "Wind Chain Thirteen Swords" is such a pure sword move.

"Thirteen Swords in a Storm Chain", with the speed of the storm makes the opponent unguardable, often the sword ghost makes this move, the opponent has to push, as long as he retreats, he will be oppressed to death by his stormy attack, but this time, he was disappointed.

Han Chuang did not retreat but advanced, his body soared forward, walked sideways, came out through the flanks, and the long sword circled, completely encircling the sword ghost's sword momentum.

Listening to only a few sounds of "Zheng Zheng Zheng", the thirteen swords of the Wind Chain were actually blocked by Han Chuang with a faster sword momentum, and what surprised the sword ghost even more was that the moves used by Han Chuang were not subtle moves, just some ordinary stabs, sweeps, teasing, and points, but they could always hit the weak part of his sword, which had the effect of turning decay into magic.

Rao is sword ghost's mental cultivation for decades, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "How did you do it?"

Han Chuang smiled slightly and said, "As you can see, if you make a sword, I will make a sword." He said it so lightly, but he was actually extremely afraid of this spiritual sense in front of him, among the people who fought with him, the one who put the most pressure on him was undoubtedly Cui Meiniang, the elder of Qingfeng Pavilion, but if he wanted to say that he had the most pressure in his moves, it was the sword ghost in front of him.

It is worthy of being a swordsman in the contemplation period twenty years ago, although he may not be able to recover his cultivation, but with his swordsmanship alone, he is also worthy of an ordinary Yuan stage master, if it weren't for Han Chuang's ability to restrain his moves, maybe he would have been defeated by now, and even so, the pressure is huge.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "How about it?" I think it should be you who will be caught." Although he was under great pressure, he knew that if he continued like this, he would be the one who would win.

No matter how fast the sword ghost's moves are, there is a limit, but his moves are endless, just like he said, "If you make a few moves, I will make a few moves, and if I break your moves with every move, I will win." ”

As soon as these words came out, he heard the sword ghost smile weirdly, "Do you really think you have won?"

Han Chuang was about to pursue, the figure of the sword ghost seemed to swing like a wave of water, disappeared, and his mocking voice floated in the void: "Twenty years, after twenty years, the young generation of Yunzhou has actually forgotten the martial soul of this seat;

Before the words fell, the sword ghost suddenly appeared behind Han Chuang, the sword light flashed, hitting his back, Han Chuang waved his hand, shook the sword ghost's long sword away, and stabbed him in the chest with a backhand.

As soon as the tip of the sword touched his chest, the sword ghost disappeared, and another burst of laughter came from the void: "Hahaha, do you see it, this is my martial soul, the shadow ghost, no matter how many times you stab me, it is useless." ”

Before the words fell, the sword ghost appeared again, this time in front of Han Chuang, Han Chuang reacted extremely quickly, and stabbed his body with a sword, but just like last time, the sword ghost disappeared and appeared behind him again.

In this way, even if Han Chuang has the ability to penetrate the subtleties, he has to be exhausted in the face of the assault of the sword ghosts from all directions.

Wuming and Lin Ping had planned to make a move from the beginning, but the two of them were fighting together, and they couldn't allow them to intervene at all, and now in the face of such a strange situation, they didn't know how to intervene.

Jin Sanfu looked at it for a long time, and suddenly shouted loudly: "What you see is a phantom, the real body is by your side, as long as you can find his true body, you will crack his martial soul!"

The angry voice of the sword ghost came: "Nosy, I'll kill you first, and then I'll clean him up." A long sword stabbed Jin Sanfu in the chest.

Jin Sanfu just has a superb martial spirit, but in terms of combat effectiveness, he really can't compare with the other three, he attacked with a long sword, and he stood in place, not knowing how to dodge.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab him in the chest, he suddenly killed a rusty steel knife from the oblique stab, holding the long sword, and in an instant, the blood was full of blood, and the murderous aura was rampant, who was not Lin Ping.

The sword ghost was shocked: "Blood-drinking mad knife, who are you?"

Lin Ping pushed his wrist, shook the long sword, and said lightly: "I don't know." ”

The sword ghost snorted coldly, thinking that Lin Ping was disdainful to tell him, in fact, Lin Ping really didn't think so, if it weren't for Han Chuang and Lin Jiangxue, he wouldn't even know his name, let alone about the martial soul.

The sword ghost missed, and then the power of the counterattack floated into the air, and sneered: "Hehe, it doesn't matter who you are from the sword ghost, even if the sword ghost is there at this moment, I will not show mercy." Before he could finish speaking, the man vanished.

Jin Sanfu reacted and shouted: "Everyone stand back to back, so as not to be attacked by him." "Han Chuang has the ability to penetrate the subtleties, and he is not afraid of sneak attacks, but it doesn't mean that others are not afraid, if he really asks the sword ghost to kill others, he will inevitably die.

Everyone stood still according to Jin Sanfu's instructions, and the sword ghost did not attack again, but everyone felt that a cold sword aura was surrounding them - the sword ghost was not giving up, but waiting for an opportunity.

Just like the tranquility between the storms, the atmosphere was a little tense, and even a martial artist like Lin Ping and Han Chuang, who was moody, frowned.

No one knows when the sword ghosts will attack, after all, they are flesh and blood, and such high-intensity concentration behavior can't last long, and it is precisely because of this that the sword ghosts have recognized this and started a war of attrition with them.

"Hahaha, how long can you hold on!" An unsettling voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to judge the location of the true body of the sword ghost by the sound.

Wuxing said angrily: "If you have the ability, you come out, we will do it with real knives and guns, what kind of hero is hiding and hiding!"

The sword ghost snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you little dolls take advantage of the fact that this seat has just woken up and want to seize the martial soul of this seat? Since you have this idea, you should have the consciousness of death, as for the hero? Little doll, you ask the fat man next to you, what did this seat do back then?"

Wuming really asked, "Jin Sanfu, what is he doing?"

Jin Sanfu's face changed, and he replied bitterly: "According to records, the sword ghost is a, a killer. ”

It is obviously ridiculous to talk about heroes and uprightness with a killer, and Wusheng also realized his mistake, so he said to Jin Sanfu: "Jin Sanfat, you have the most ghost ideas, what can you do now?"

Jin Sanfu smiled bitterly and said, "What's the way?"

Fateless hurriedly said: "Aren't you able to calculate? Count where he is not saved." ”

Jin Sanfu said embarrassedly: "His strength before his death was at the peak of the condensation period, even if he died, his true qi was not there, but his spiritual sense was not weakened at all, if I also had the strength to condense the contemplation, I could restrain him, but I only had the replenishment period." ”

"So, aren't we finished?" said Deathless.

Before Jin Sanfu could speak, he was interrupted by Han Chuang: "Not necessarily, maybe I have a way to crack this shadow ghost." ”