With a swing of the knife, it was not the head of the person, but the palm of the hand.

Zhang Xiaolin's palm.

He stared in disbelief at the churn of his palm, as he watched the scarlet blood gushed out from the scarlet on his wrist—a figure stood in front of him, the soft sword in his hand still dripping with blood.

"Ahh

It was only then that I remembered the pain, which was like a tidal wave, surging layer after layer. The surrounding disciples of the Danding Sect immediately surrounded him and protected him in the middle, but no one dared to face the man with the soft sword, as if he was no longer a person, but a demon from hell.

The gentle smile on his face seemed to turn into a hideous sneer.

", don't let me see you again. Han Chuang said lightly, but revealed an unquestionable majesty.

The disciples of the Danding faction carried Zhang Xiaolin away as if they had been amnestied, and as soon as they reached the door, they floated in Han Chuang's majestic voice again: "And this, take it away together." ”

Guo Xiang looked in the direction of his finger, and happened to see the broken palm that fell to the ground, and there was still a knife in the palm, and the knife had lost its due luster.

He hurriedly went over and picked up his palm, and crawled out of the inn hall.

The golden bottle had been drunk, and Chopping Yuan poured himself another glass of wine with a pair of slender hands, an amber liquor. I only heard him say lightly: "If you don't come back, they will die." ”

Han Chuang smiled, glanced at the frightened three, and said, "If I don't come back, you'll make a move, won't you?"

Chop Yuan smiled and said lightly: "I said I wouldn't believe it?"

Han Chuang smiled: "I don't believe it." ”

Chop Yuan said: "Believe it or not, it's the same, in short, if you come back, I don't have to make a move, it's a very simple thing." ”

Han Chuang nodded incredulously and asked, "How did you mess with them?"

Chop Yuan said: "Bad luck, the road is narrow." ”

Han Chuang smiled slightly and said, "Staying in an inn?"

Chop Yuan said: "Is there a fate?"

Han Chuang smiled: "There is indeed a fate, but it's a pity that it's a bad fate." ”

Chop Yuan said: "They think we killed Yang Huai." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "I didn't kill Yang Huai. ”

Chopping Yuan said: "I know you didn't kill it." ”

Han Chuang said: "They also know. ”

Chop Yuan raised his wine glass, took a shallow sip, sighed softly, and then said: "It's a pity that they pretend not to know, if they don't pretend, they won't break their hands." ”

Han Chuang smiled.

Chopping Yuan is right, the people of the Danding faction must know that it was not themselves who killed Yang Huai, it is a very simple thing, they used a soft sword, and Yang Huai's wound was by no means caused by a soft sword, as long as an experienced coroner can easily conclude that Yang Huai was killed by a very fast swordsmanship, and in the entire desert, only he and Yan Chiyang can use a fast sword.

It's not him, it's Yan Chiyang.

Han Chuang said with a smile: "For a big sect like the Danding Sect, the death of a disciple is a big deal, so you always have to find a scapegoat, and find Yan Chiyang, an evenly matched opponent, it is better to find me, so they pretend not to know." ”

"It's a pity that they were wrong," Cho Yuan said with a smile, "They never thought that you were an opponent who was even more difficult to deal with than Yan Chiyang." What a miscalculation. ”

Han Chuang pursed his lips and pretended to be displeased, "I don't think so. ”

Chopping Yuan smiled: "Do you think Yan Chiyang can beat you?"

After experiencing the incident of Hu Dingshan, Cho Yuan has fully realized the strength of Han Chuang, Yan Chiyang may be strong, but it is impossible to be stronger than the man named Li Dazhu standing in front of him.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "No, he is not my opponent, but walking on the rivers and lakes, the strong one is not necessarily the most terrifying, in the hearts of Zhang Xiaolin and the Danding faction, Yan Chiyang is much more terrifying than me." ”

"That's why I said they miscalculated," Chop Yuan said, "a big miscalculation." ”

"But if you cut off Zhang Xiaolin's palm, I'm afraid you'll cause some trouble. ”

Han Chuang smiled: "Isn't there any trouble if I don't cut off his palm?"

"Trouble will be powerful. Chop Yuan said in a deep voice, "As long as you show weakness and can be bullied, they will continue to provoke you, but if you show toughness, and even use thunder to deter them, they will feel that you have something to rely on and dare not act rashly." ”

Han Chuang glanced at Chop Yuan and said with a smile: "So it's right for me to do this?"

Chop Yuan shook his head and spat out two words in his mouth: "No." ”

Han Chuang frowned and said, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Chopping Yuan said: "Kill him." ”

Han Chuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Night falls, and the wind remains.

Dry, sandy.

Zhang Xiaolin took medicine to stop the bleeding and clicked on the acupoints on his arm, which stopped the bleeding; he held his severed palm in his left hand, and his expression was cloudy.

No one dared to speak, everyone stood beside him, and in the dark alley, only the cry of a wild cat passed by his ears, but the next moment, even the cry stopped abruptly.

- If Zhang Xiaolin doesn't let it bark, it won't be able to bark, and there are many ways to make a cat unable to bark, and it's really simple to kill him.

A black wild cat carcass lies in a ditch in an alley.

People only have two wrists, and only one is customary, and the hand without the wrist is not a complete hand, and the kung fu will definitely be discounted.

Legend has it that there is a technique in the Western Regions that can replant the severed hand back into the body, Zhang Xiaolin has only heard of it, but has never seen it, and according to what he thinks, even if the palm can be planted, the function will be greatly reduced.

Even if it wasn't what he thought, it would be too late, so now he can be said to be extremely angry, when others are angry, he will yell and yell when he is angry, and when he is angry, he will keep silent, but that gloomy expression, anyone can see the hidden wind and rain.

No one dared to speak, and there was an eerie silence in the air.

After a long time, Guo Xiang finally broke the strange silence: "Senior brother, what should we do?"

Zhang Xiaolin felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart: Go back to take revenge?

Although Han Chuang's sword just now was suspected of a sneak attack, it gave him the feeling that even if he faced the enemy head-on, he couldn't dodge the sword that was about to reach its peak.

This sword not only cut off his wrist, but also ruined his confidence, this is the second time he has been ruined by others, both times he is a swordsman, a peerless swordsman.

After a long while, I heard him whisper, "Go to the elder first, and let the elder avenge me." ”

It was the easiest and most feasible way he could think of.

Guo Xiang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. He understood that once he comforted Zhang Xiaolin, it would mean betrayal, after all, it was not him who was hurt, and he had no reason to dissuade a person from taking revenge.

But—

Can the elder really prevail over that man?

Maybe, but even if he wins, the face of the Danding faction will be lost, the chief core disciple was cut off by a sword, and he needs to rely on the elders in the sect to get it back, if such a thing spreads, then-

He didn't dare to imagine.

At that moment, he saw a man walking at the entrance of the alley.

His attention was instantly drawn to the figure.

The man was dressed in a black robe, covered with a black veil, and had a sword pinned to his waist; he walked very slowly, but he did not break it, his waist was straight, as if nothing could make him succumb; his steps were very light, and he did not make any sound; his body condensed an astonishing sword aura and murderous aura.

Who is he?

Why is it here?

As soon as Guo Xiang wanted to speak, the sword pinned to his waist had already cut his throat, and he felt a chill in his neck, as if blood was gushing out.

He tried to move, but found that his body had fallen to the ground, his weakness and blurred vision, as if he was about to die.

He saw that there were many other people who fell with him, and in the entire alley, there were only two people standing, one was the figure, and the other was Zhang Xiaolin, Zhang Xiaolin's eyes were full of obvious horror.

Tiredness hit like a tide, Guo Xiang couldn't support it anymore, and slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Xiaolin's eyes stared at the comer, and after a long while, he said, "Yan Chiyang, take off your scarf." ”

The person who came took off the scarf as he said, it was the strange sword Yan Chiyang.

He was laughing, a sneering and grim smile.

"You also have today, Zhang Xiaolin. Yan Chiyang smiled, "I didn't expect your wrists to be cut off, I really want to thank the person who cut off your wrists, so I didn't spend a lot of effort." ”

Zhang Xiaolin's eyelids were beating wildly, and his heart was also beating wildly, and he said in a deep voice: "You want to kill me?"

"Not bad. Yan Chiyang said, "The moon is dark, the wind is high, the alley, you have been cut off again, it is really a heaven-sent opportunity, how could I let it go?"

Zhang Xiaolin suddenly shouted excitedly: "Yan Chiyang, don't forget that I am a member of the Danding faction!"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Chiyang laughed as if he had heard a big joke: "When you tried to poison me, did you think that I was a member of the Chixia Sect?"

Zhang Xiaolin couldn't say a word, at this moment he really experienced the feeling of being cocooned and self-bound, if he hadn't assassinated Yan Chiyang three times and twice, I'm afraid Yan Chiyang wouldn't have murderous intentions against him, after all, killing him and killing Yang Huai are completely different things.

Yan Chiyang said with a smile: "I said that in the end of this game, you must be the one who dies, I will never be wrong, and it seems that this time it will not be wrong." ”

Zhang Xiaolin sneered and said, "If I wasn't injured, you wouldn't have been able to kill me." ”

Yan Chiyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why don't you want to think about why you are injured?"

Zhang Xiaolin frowned, pondered, suddenly raised his head, and two fine lights bloomed in his eyes: "It's you!

"Layout?" Yan Chiyang shook his head with a smile, "What a terrible word, I prefer to use the word design." He stared at Zhang Xiaolin's eyes and said word by word: "You Zhang Xiaolin is a narrow-minded person who will repay you, I am just taking advantage of your weakness." ”

Zhang Xiaolin said excitedly: "You villain!"

"Shut up!" Yan Chiyang shouted: "Others can say that I am a villain, but you Zhang Xiaolin can't, don't think that I don't know what you have done, buy off my disciples of the Chixia Sect, and put chronic E poison in my food." ”

"You know?" Zhang Xiaolin was shocked, even his senior brothers and sect elders didn't know about this matter, even the disciple of the Chixia Sect who was bought off didn't know his identity, how did Yan Chiyang know?

Yan Chiyang seemed to see what Zhang Xiaolin was thinking, and said lightly: "You must be thinking about how I know, it's very simple, the poison of Konoha Liuxiang can only be taken out by you, Zhang Xiaolin." ”

Konoha Liuxiang came from Yunmengze, and in the entire Danding faction, only Zhang Xiaolin had gone deep into Yunmengze a few years ago, although the disciple who was bought off didn't know the identity of the employer, but he knew that he was from the Danding faction, and it was Yan Chiyang who dared to lock Zhang Xiaolin.

Yan Chiyang sneered: "Understood, next time you use poison, you should use some ordinary goods, don't let others see it." ”

"You!"

was exposed to the unspeakable facts of what he had done, and he was in a desperate situation, even if Zhang Xiaolin wanted to argue, he understood that Yan Chiyang would not give him any chance to argue, and for the sake of now, he had only one way to go.

Zhang Xiaolin's gaze wandered back and forth between the left and right of Yan Chiyang.