In Su Wanyun's empty eyes, it seemed that she had really seen death. Death was right before her eyes, turning into a sword.

A wooden sword, a wooden sword sharper than a fine iron sword.

With a single stroke, she would cut her throat and blood would gush out, and she would die of blood loss, and no one would save her, no one would cross the owner of the sword and come to the stage to save her, and she had already accepted her fate.

She's waiting,

Waiting for the wooden sword that hung on her shoulder to cut her throat.

She felt cold.

I don't know if it's the cold body, or the cold sword, or the breath transmitted by the sword blade, which makes her shudder.

"Let's do it. She said, closing her eyes slightly, looking at death as if she were at home.

She wants this man to understand that it is not only men who see death as home, but also women.

She tilted her head as far back as she could, exposing her white neck, so that the sword-wielder could choose the angle at which to cut the wound.

This sword, as cold as water, she felt.

The sword as cool as water slid at the position of the collarbone, and then slid again, like a lover's touch, Su Wanyun's face couldn't help but show a blush.

The sword didn't break through the skin, and she felt humiliated, her opponent like a cat that caught a mouse, and she was the one who was humiliated.

"What are you waiting for?" she opened her eyes, her slender eyelashes shook slightly, there was no pity, only stubbornness, she was a stubborn woman.

The sword slowly moved away, and the cold feeling disappeared, and it was as if it was lost.

"Who said I was going to kill you. ”

Su Wanyun listened carefully to this man's voice for the first time, it was warm, soft, and unmurderous, and it must not be as imagined.

By the way, what was the first thing he said to me? Su Wanyun suddenly had this strange thought.

Soon, her stubborn personality suppressed this strange thought, and she raised her lips lightly and said, "Why don't you kill me?"

The man's voice floated in: "Why should I kill you?"

"Because I want to kill you. Su Wanyun blurted out, and then like a martyr, she showed her neck, slender, snow-white, and slender, and the collarbone under her neck was very beautiful and charming.

But the man's voice was still calm: "Just because you want to kill me, am I going to kill you?"

Isn't it? Su Wanyun thought, but said, "Okay, since you don't kill me, then we'll be tied." This unreasonable remark, to her, is justified.

Han Chuang stared at the eyes on the black veil, and from these bright and cunning eyes, his own face was reflected.

He laughed out loud and said, "No, you lost. The wooden sword in his hand waved carelessly.

"Ahh

Su Wanyun groaned, felt cold on her face, and subconsciously covered her face, but found that the black veil covering her face was gone.

"It's beautiful, why stand in the way. Han Chuang said, his eyes showing appreciation.

This is an extremely beautiful face, with skin like snow, peach blossoms, cherry mouths, beautiful, but what satisfies Han Chuang the most is the eyes that he has seen before, and there is an indescribable charm when the black veil covers his face, but now it is integrated with the face, but it looks special.

Like a star hanging in the sky, it reflects a pure brilliance.

And this is contradictory, because this woman, if she wants to kill him, even now, there is still an obvious killing intent flashing in these eyes, but it is harmonious, even the killing intent flashing in this gaze is so pure, pure and spotless.

Han Chuang opened his mouth nonchalantly and said, "Now I win." ”

Su Wanyun's face showed a complicated expression, and after a while, she said lazily: "You won." He turned and walked and floated out of the ring.

"I will continue to challenge you until I defeat you!" the voice floated, but the figure had disappeared into the distance.

A strange woman, Han Chuang shook her head, stepped out of the ring, and just saw Helian Mo frowning at him, with a ridiculous expression in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Chuang asked.

Helian Mo smiled stiffly, and said wistfully: "Do you really not know or fake don't know?"

Han Chuang was surprised: "What do I know?"

Helian Mo smiled "hehe", raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "You really don't know the rules of the Su family in Jiangnan?"

Han Chuang was surprised: "Su Wanyun is also from Jiangnan?"

Helian Mo patted Han Chuang's shoulder and said earnestly: "Young man, I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, and you didn't even know about the Jiangnan Su family, a family composed entirely of women. ”

Although Han Chuang knew that most of his knowledge came from books, which seemed to be extensive, but in fact it was limited, but when Helian Mo pointed it out directly, his face was still a little unbearable, so he retorted: "The Su family is a family in Jiangnan, it is not surprising that you, Jiangnan, know, but I live in Yunzhou, so it is not strange not to know." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ping, who was not smiling, couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Chuang said with an unhappy expression.

Lin Pingqiang held back a smile and said, "The Jiangnan Su family is a family composed of all women, women with veils!" His expression was indescribably weird.

At this time, Han Chuang couldn't pretend to be confused, how could a family composed of all women not be famous, especially a group of beautiful women with veils.

He said embarrassedly: "Okay, count me ignorant, what are the rules of the Su family in Jiangnan?"

He said it casually, but in fact, his ears were pricked up, waiting for Helianmo's answer.

Helian Mo's expression also became weird, especially when he looked at Han Chuang's eyes, which contained envy, jealousy, all kinds of indescribable and inexplicable emotions, and he wanted to speak several times, but the words came to his lips, and he stopped talking.

It wasn't until Han Chuang's eyes lit up and the threat was overflowing that he said: "Legend has it that the Su family has a rule that the first person to unveil the veil of the Su family's woman will either die or marry her. Thinking of her strength, it was almost impossible to kill you, so- you see. ”

Helian Mo's gaze became more straightforward, envious, jealous, and excited, overflowing.

For Han Chuang, Su Wanyun's matter was just a small episode, even if Helian Mo swore by it, he didn't believe that any woman would marry him for this reason.

Even if Su Wanyun is willing to marry, he is not willing to marry. There are beautiful women everywhere in the world, but there are not many beautiful women who really make him happy.

Obviously, Su Wanyun is not one of them.

The competition continued, and Helian Mo, who laughed at Han Chuang for a long time, came on the court to face the third of the four brothers of the Xuan Turtle, the same Iron Arm Eighteen Style, the same martial soul Xuan Turtle, the same way of coping, and even when he jumped out of the ring, the smile on his face was exactly the same.

"You're amazing! I won't fight you, I'll admit defeat!"

A simple smile on his face obviously couldn't calm Helianmo's anger, he pointed at the opponent who jumped out of the ring, and shouted: "Don't run - I promise, I promise I won't kill you!"

Flutter!

Han Chuang, who was drinking water, squirted out a mouthful of water, if he didn't know Helian Mo well, he really suspected that this kid was also a cross-product, it seems that comic not only exists in the original world, but also in this world.

Compared with Helian Mo's difficult progress, Lin Ping's game was much smoother, under the blood-drinking knife, there was no one general, many warriors who originally looked down on him also regarded him as a real competitor, blood-drinking knife, qualified to be anyone's opponent;

"Why don't you challenge him?" asked Han Chuang.

Lin Ping said coldly: "It's not time yet, I'm not strong enough now." ”

The sword king Xiang Hua was very strong, so strong that Lin Ping was in front of him, and he couldn't pull out the knife at all.

The match between Lian Gongzi and Bai Yujing was still uneventful, just as Han Chuang expected, the two of them defeated their opponents without even using their martial spirits; as for Xue Muyang and Xiang Hua, not to mention, even Lin Ping didn't stop Xiang Hua, and no one dared to face them yet.

In short, Han Chuang felt that he had lost a lot of luck, and he actually met a difficult opponent like Su Wanyun in the group stage, but fortunately, this was not all useless, at least, he also enjoyed a rare game of Xue Muyang and Xiang Hua next, and the opponent directly admitted defeat - even the big black bull was an exception.

"I'm not your opponent, so I won't fight, save my strength. ”

Han Chuang finally realized the feeling of Helian Mo, and came to the stage with a menacing attitude, ready to take the human sacrifice flag, but the person didn't fight with you, and directly admitted defeat.

It's like a bulging ball that has been pricked with a needle.

Well, in any case, the group stage is over, and the places in the top eight are decided: boxing tyrant Xue Muyang and sword king Xiang Hua, two inner leaders, occupy two seats, and Lian Gongzi and Bai Yujing, two children of the family who are inextricably linked with the Qingzhu Sect, also occupy two seats.

After that, Helian Mo and Lin Ping also appeared smoothly, and the last two were Han Chuang and Da Heiniu, a total of eight people, who entered the knockout round.

These eight people, plus Su Wanyun who left, and the martial artist who showed amazing control in the palm power test, are qualified to become disciples of the inner sect of the Qingzhu Sect.

Of course, some of them must be unwilling, such as Lian Gongzi and Bai Yujing, who obviously just came to fight for fame.

Several elders seemed to be quite satisfied with this outer gate competition,

Yue Chonglou said: "Xiang Hua and Xue Muyang are worthy of being the best of my inner door, I think they will definitely be able to win the top two in the big competition, and it is not in vain that we come up with such a precious reward." ”

How precious is the Wuxiang Gong Method? It can be regarded as the Qingzhu Sect's Mountain Shaking Technique, if it weren't for the absolute strength of Xiang Hua and Xue Muyang, they wouldn't have taken it out.

Lu Bohan nodded thoughtfully, and said: "The intensity of this outer door competition is indeed beyond my expectations, I didn't expect that among the outer doors and the family, there would be such a stunning and brilliant person." Not to mention anything else, even the eliminated Su Wanyun is also a genius among geniuses, a golden-body martial spirit. ”

Lu Bohan's eyes flashed with indescribable envy. Even he coveted the Thousand-Armed Guanyin Martial Soul.

Liu Hengbo nodded, but he didn't speak, his full focus was on Han Chuang, the battle between Han Chuang and Su Wanyun just now, his heart almost rose to his throat, especially the moment Han Chuang was caught in the net, he thought that his apprentice had lost, but he didn't expect Han Chuang to defeat Su Wanyun in an unimaginable attitude.

Thinking back to Han Chuang's swordsmanship now, he was still amazed.

Delicate, delicate, fast and accurate.

"Strange, haven't you heard that the Han family is good at swordsmanship?" he thought to himself, then shook his head with a smile, and said secretly: "Maybe Chuang Er has another adventure." ”

It's just that no matter how optimistic he is about Han Chuang, he also feels that his path has come to an end, the martial artists who have been baptized by the knockout round are all the leaders at this level in the early stage of Huayuan, Xiang Hua and Xue Muyang have been trained by the Qingzhu Sect since they were children, Lian Gongzi, Bai Yujing and Helian Mo are the best in the family, and the two most inconspicuous little guys, one has a martial soul blood-drinking mad knife, and the other is a martial soul fit of nine times, so it seems that Han Chuang is really precarious.

But is that really the case?

Han Chuang smiled and received his number plate, while Helian Mo beside him looked at him with a bitter expression.

That's right!

Han Chuang's opponent in the next round is this Jiangnan fighting king.

"Can you let me?" said Helianmo pitifully, almost crying at the sight of that expression.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Do your best, boy, I don't need a martial spirit." ”

Helian Mo's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.