"You're lying!"

The smile in Bai Chongqi's eyes had not faded, and his gaze became cold.

Sen Han pierced in, like a maggot, attached to the depths of Han Chuang's bone marrow, sucking him.

Han Chuang shuddered.

The trembling was not due to fear, but he did not know how to get rid of the pain of the appendage. With a tight look, Bai Chongqi defeated him, completely.

Don't give him any room to turn around.

But he didn't retreat a step, and the sword was still in his hand, trembling, across his chest.

The light was shining.

At this time, Han Chuang found that the torches on both sides of the hall were all lit, and the temperature suddenly rose, as if falling into a sea of fire.

A flash of panic flashed on Bai Chongzhen's face, and he stared at Bai Chongqi in a panic.

It all seemed so weird, and the only one who could explain it to him was the younger brother in front of him.

Is he really my brother?

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Chongzhen's body couldn't help but tremble, and the fear in his eyes became even stronger.

"Kill!"

He said, his voice shaking.

"Kill him!"

There was also a voice at the same time.

Bai Yuming, the son of this family, no longer has the look of a human being in his eyes.

Bai Chongqi didn't stop Bai Chongzhen and Bai Yuming, and didn't even look at them again. Just like Han Chuang just now, he stood in front of the special statue in a daze, staring into the eyes of the statue.

With such a hideous face and such compassionate eyes, this statue seems to be ruthlessly telling a truth: the back of the demon is a Buddha, and conversely, the back of the Buddha is also a demon.

Bai Chongqi sighed, and gently stroked the top of the statue's head with his right hand, he had more important things than killing Han Chuang.

"Be careful!"

A girl came, it was Nie Qingqing's voice, which should have been crisp and beautiful, full of the liveliness and enthusiasm of a young girl, but now, the rest was just horror.

Nie Qingqing's panic was justified, because Bai Chongzhen, a martial artist in the concentrating period, finally made a move.

Bai Chongzhen's martial soul is the black jade armor of the weapon martial soul, at this moment, the black jade armor has been put on the body, this is the ability of the martial artist who has the martial soul of the contemplation period, and turns the martial soul into substance.

Bai Chongzhen was not good at palming, and the black jade armor did not have any blessing on the palm power, but he swung such a palm at Han Chuang.

It's hard to describe a palm, it's not fast, but it gives people a feeling that there is no way to dodge, as if the air in all directions is stagnant.

Nie Qingqing knew that this momentum was not aimed at herself, so she was even more frightened, just some overflowing momentum, she was already oppressed, and she couldn't breathe, what about all the momentum? What about Han Chuang, who was under the oppression of all Bai Chongzhen's momentum?

What will happen to him?

What would it be like?

Nie Qingqing hid behind Han Chuang, unable to see his expression, but his broad shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because of the momentum of the Concentrating Stage Martial Artist - it was too amazing.

Nie Qingqing flew out upside down, she didn't feel pain, because that palm didn't hit her.

Bai Chongzhen's palm hit Han Chuang's body, knocking Han Chuang away, and she was just taken away.

She saw a line of blood across the sky, saw the blood overflowing from Han Chuang's mouth, saw his pale face, and at that moment, a comforting smile.

Comfort me?

But my heart still hurts.

"Pounce!"

Two people fell to the ground at the same time, and there was a huge cloud of dust. Bai Chongzhen's arrogant shouts echoed in the air: "It's just a kid in the Yuan Dynasty, who dares to go against my Bai family, Bai Yuming, kill him!"

Bai Yuming, who had been standing on the side, had his eyes lit up, pulled out a sword from his waist, and slowly approached Han Chuang, his empty left hand made his walking posture look a little weird, but no one doubted that he wanted to kill Han Chuang's heart - those eyes flashed with naked murderous desire.

"You're looking for death!"

Han Chuang's roar echoed in the air.

Before the voice fell, Han Chuang had already flown up, and the pitch-black short sword was aimed directly at Bai Yuming's throat.

That's right! It's Bai Yuming, he didn't attack Bai Chongzhen, nor Bai Chongqi, this sword was aimed at Bai Yuming.

This person is the closest to him, and the main reason why he wants to kill him the most is that this person's heart is not firm.

Bai Yuming must be a cowardly person at heart, especially in this case.

He was cowardly, and he wanted to kill Han Chuang.

He wanted to kill Han Chuang with a sword that he was not good at, just to hide his cowardice.

And what better to kill than a cowardly, no doubt an attempt to disguise a cowardly.

Han Chuang undoubtedly saw this extremely accurately, and before his sword could touch Bai Yuming's skin, he had already seen a flash of white fear in his crazy black eyes.

Han Chuang gradually approached, white fear spread in his eyes, and soon occupied the entire eyeball, and then in the center of his eyeball, a sword was reflected.

dagger

Inky daggers.

The sword sank into Bai Yuming's throat, leaving only one hilt.

Bai Yuming fell to the ground, the person was dead, and he stared at him, his eyes bulging out.

Han Chuang said lightly: "A coward will never be able to kill me." ”

He pulled out the short sword and slowly pulled it out of Bai Yuming's throat, it was very slow, very slow, and not even a drop of blood oozed out.

"I'm sorry, you chose the wrong person. As a reward, the next person is you. Han Chuang stared at Bai Chongzhen coldly and said coldly.

Even Nie Qingqing, who was standing behind Han Chuang, felt a trace of cold air rising from the soles of his feet.

What kind of person are you?

Nie Qingqing's eyes flashed with a complicated gaze.

"You killed him! You actually killed him! Unforgivable, unforgivable!" Bai Chongzhen completely broke out.

He can ignore Bai Yuming's life and death, but he can't help but care, Han Chuang is so indifferent to Bai Yuming's life and death, this is the biggest insult to him and the Bai family.

"You damn it! you have to die!"

Bai Chongzhen roared angrily, his five nails swelled by more than five inches, black and shiny, and when he flicked his fingers, his fingertips emitted a fishy wind.

And so it was!

Han Chuang let out a long breath.

He is not a fool, but he doesn't think that he can defeat a master of the contemplation period in a normal state, so only by angering him, the martial artist in anger will definitely show his flaws.

The black jade armor on Bai Chongzhen's body tells Han Chuang that he is not good at attacking, but good at defense, and the less good at attacking opponents, the more you should induce him to attack, because only when he attacks, will he show his flaws.

Now is the time!

Han Chuang's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward in an instant, dodging the fishy wind, and stabbed out with a sword, pointing directly at Bai Chongzhen's armpit.

Because of the need to maintain the flexibility of the arm, no armor can protect the armpits, and when Bai Chongzhen launches an attack that he is not good at, the empty door under the armpits is almost completely exposed to Han Chuang.

The master of the condensation period is not a god, he can't be invulnerable, and he will still die if he is stabbed by a sharp weapon.

With this sword, Han Chuang condensed all his true qi.

With this sword, he concentrated all his spirit.

This sword suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared, it had already sunk into Bai Chongzhen's armpit.

Blood, rolling down the blade of the sword.

"Be careful!" Nie Qingqing shouted.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, Bai Chongzhen imprinted Han Chuang's chest with a palm, and Han Chuang flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Brother Han, how are you?" Nie Qingqing rushed over and grabbed Han Chuang's body, and found that this body had no strength at all.

The power of a sword actually sucked up all his strength, and Nie Qingqing's eyes were almost dripping blood.

At the same time, the hall reverberated with Bai Chongqi's laughter: "Hahaha! Success! Success! I finally got the Blood Shadow Clone, no one can stop me! No one!"

Nie Qingqing looked at it, and on the surface of the statue in front of Bai Chongqi, a crack like a spider web appeared.

The next moment - the statue shattered like glass, revealing a skeleton within.

Skeletons covered in blood,

It's steaming outward.

Bai Chongqi turned his head violently and stared at Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing fiercely.

"You killed Bai Yuming, killed Bai Chongzhen, it's good, now it's your turn. Bai Chongqi smiled slightly, revealing a row of white teeth.