The dark clouds covered the moon, the night was like ink, and the cold wind that swept through the valley swept across the lake, carrying water vapor to his face, and Han Chuang's cheeks were cold.

When he looked at the sky, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "It's so late." He didn't know the time of cultivation, it was late at night in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but feel a little tired, and he was about to return to the house, when he suddenly heard a "click" sound in the dense forest not far away, similar to the sound of feet stepping on dead branches.

"Who?" he shouted at the woods, "Get out!" and his voice was high-pitched and powerful, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar.

The empty mountain was silent, and the only answer to him was the whirring wind and the faint cry of an ape.

If it were someone else, he would have thought that it was a wild beast in the mountains that occasionally stepped on a dead branch, but Han Chuang was cautious by nature, he had carefully checked the surrounding environment, except for the birds, there was no trace of wild beasts.

"Someone must have been. He thought, the martial spirit faintly appeared behind him, fleeting, his eyes moved, like a floating light, everything around him was under his control.

He sneered and said loudly: "Which family's ghostly ghost, the little ghost from the east, west, north and south, dare not show up if you dare to come to snoop?" Before the words fell, a punch came out, but it was the most powerful Jingang fist method among the five fists of Yijin: two punches, purely to suppress people, trying to force out the figure hidden in the mountains and forests.

The leaves rustled as if the whole forest was swaying.

A gloomy "giggle" laugh came from the dense forest, and before the sound fell, two figures swept out like goshawks, and a cold light appeared behind one of them, and his hands were gathered into palms, and he pushed out two palms flatly.

A cold air that seemed to be like a substance, like a fog and not a fog, met the fist wind, and after the two were neutralized, the cold air did not dissipate, and went straight to Han Chuang.

Han Chuang knew that this thing was powerful, so he jumped backwards, and there was no room for him to dodge. The cold air hit the ground where he was standing just now, making a "sizzling" sound, and after dissipating, it condensed into a thick layer of ice crystals on the surface.

Han Chuang stood up and looked at it, only to see that the person who came was tall and short, white and black, with an ugly appearance, who was not Lin Dalin Er who he met in Wuge.

He sneered: "Who should I be, it turns out to be the two dogs of the Lin family!"

The one with the cold breath in his palm is Lin Da, who is an eight-layer cultivator, and the martial soul is a cold ice crystal, which belongs to the natural martial soul; and Lin Erxiuwei, who has not yet made a move, is also about the eighth layer of the body, and the martial soul is a strong white ape, good at hand-to-hand combat; the two are far away and one is close, and they cooperate tacitly, and it is not easy to deal with.

Lin Da stood with his palms closed, and said with compassion: "It seems that my two brothers have come to the right place this time, to make up for the cultivation of the eighth layer, Han Chuang, you are really hiding very deeply, no wonder you dare to challenge Lin Raccoon!"

The hand-to-hand battle just now had allowed Lin Da to try out Han Chuang's cultivation and replenish the eighth layer, for a wasted person who did not have a martial soul and a body-replenishing pill, Han Chuang's cultivation speed was simply incredible. But Lin Da was not afraid of him, although Han Chuang's cultivation of the eighth layer of his body was beyond his expectations, but without the help of martial spirits, his real combat strength was below him, although he praised him in his mouth, his tone was not very good.

Han Chuang obviously heard the ridicule, and sneered: "It seems that Lin Raccoon asked you to come, he is really a coward, he didn't dare to come, and he actually sent two of his men to die." ”

"Send to death, I think you Han Chuang is confused-" Lin Da deliberately dragged out his tone as if he had heard a big joke, and then suddenly said: "I know, you think that the skill of replenishing the eighth layer of the body can beat our two brothers, so you have no fear!"

Lin Da and Lin Er glanced at each other and laughed.

But in an instant, the laughter suddenly stopped, and Lin Er shouted: "Big brother, what are you talking about all this nonsense, since the son of the Han family thinks that he can beat the two of us, why don't we hurry up and let him fight and get angry?"

Lin Erfeng turned his words, spat on the ground, and said sharply: "I'm bah, you really think that you are the son of the Han family who called for wind and rain in the past, if you don't have a martial soul, you are a joke, I am afraid that the divorce of my Lin family has spread all over Jiangzhou City, and now everyone in Jiangzhou City knows that 'the Han family has a toad and wants to eat swan meat-'"

"Say it again!" Han Chuang's eyes were as cold as purple lightning, and he swept Lin Er's face a few times, and his calm temperament made Lin Er's voice stagnate, and he said angrily: "You waste, don't stare at me with such eyes!"

Before the words fell, he threw a punch, without much skill, and the control of the force was even more miserable, but the phantom of an ape appeared behind him, with a white face and fangs, and a fierce and hideous expression.

Powerful White Ape Martial Soul, the emphasis is on the blessing of strength, if Lin Erxiu reaches the concentrating period, he can transform into the true body of the white ape, and there is 10,000 catties of strength in one punch.

However, it is the replenishment period, with the blessing of the strong white ape martial soul, his ordinary punch has no less than a thousand catties of strength, if it is chiseled, even Han Chuang's cultivation of the eighth layer of the body cannot withstand it.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly!" Han Chuang snorted coldly, and the subtle effect was added, and on Lin Er's body, no change in the pores could escape his sight.

"It's actually a long-arm through the back fist, the force is superimposed, and it can't be hard-connected; after that, there are also two kinds of changes, if I dodge backwards or to the side, it will definitely cause a stormy attack, with the blessing of the power of the powerful white ape martial spirit, with the blocking effect of the superimposed power of the long-arm through the back fist, this Lin Er is not an ordinary person. ”

Han Chuang smiled slightly, since he had seen through the reality of Lin Er's move, he naturally thought of a way to deal with it.

"Since you can't retreat, let's go in!"

At this time, Lin Er's fist was already in front of him, and the heavy pressure made Han Chuang's breathing stagnant, and Lin Er's face had a hideous and cruel smile, like an ape trying to tear the human in front of him to pieces, and the phantom behind him was terrifying.

At this moment, Han Chuang stepped forward, like a rehearsal of hundreds of actions, just need to jump, the key is speed.

The body technique in the Five Fists and Snake Fists of the I Ching can fight and move between square inches of space, which is conducive to explosion.

Han Chuang used the snake instantaneous step technique to maximize the speed of the eighth layer of his body, his shadow remained in the air, and he was instantly torn apart by Lin Er's fist wind, and the next moment, he got into the opponent's arms.

"What!"

Lin Er was shocked, lifted his legs, and retreated extremely quickly, but the strong white ape only enhanced his strength, but there was no increase in speed, and the speed of his eighth layer could not shake off Han Chuang at all.

In a small space, there is no way to exert power. It has even become a burden.

Han Chuang shouted, using the "snake fist" in the Yijin boxing method, the fist passed through the elbow, and in the square inch of space, like holding a round ball, the internal strength was revealed, and from an incredible angle, he pointed at the two acupoints of the sun and moon and Tianshu on Lin Er's chest.

Two punches in a row, hitting Lin Er's chest, if it weren't for the martial soul of the strong white ape, Lin Er would have died tragically on the spot at this moment, that's the case, no matter how many punches he hit, he couldn't support it.

Lin Er hurriedly returned to defend and used the technique of fighting the eight directions at night to protect the vital point.

The two were entangled together, only to see the fist whirring, flying sand and stones, and overflowing with strength.

Han Chuang's mental ability is not as good as that of people, so the "Snake Fist" took a dexterous path, a pair of wonderful hands were fists and palms, flickering and flickering, and did not collide directly with Lin Er's fists, and every time he made contact, he only swept by, making him powerful and nowhere to use it.

Although Lin Er's long-arm back fist was blessed by the martial soul, although it was unparalleled, in front of Han Chuang's small and flexible close-fitting method, it was as clumsy as a bear, but it was meaningless to consume his strength, and his opponent only had to wait for work, and when his strength was exhausted, he naturally became a turtle in the urn.

Lin Da, who was standing on the sidelines, was shocked when he saw this, he never thought that the brother with the martial soul would be so embarrassed by a waste, and shouted: "Get rid of him, I want to use the Yin Evil Palm." As he spoke, a faint cold light appeared in his hand.