Ye Shengping took the opportunity to escape from the ring, he understood that this was no longer his time, he had already lost, he was completely defeated, without complaint, if it weren't for those three chess pieces, I am afraid that at this moment, he would have become a corpse.

- Maybe it's two, one cut in two.

There were only two people standing in the ring, Hasei Tohei and Han Chuang, the two looked at each other from a distance, Hasei Tohei's eyes had a vicious gaze, like a wolf that has been choosing people to devour, and Han Chuang's eyes had an indescribable cold smile.

The cold is biting, like a knife edge.

Someone came out to confront Hasei Tohei, and this was really a sensation in the audience, even if the guy who came out was not good-looking, even if he didn't seem to have the strength to match it, but the thousand spectators present all cheered.

Sometimes, cheers don't have to be reserved for victory, only the hero needs to appear, and Han Chuang is the hero who appears.

Even Wei Hongqiong, who had always looked at him unpleasantly, couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"Do you think he can win?" asked Wei Hongqiong.

"Perhaps. Wei Zhenye's answer was ambiguous, "One of the two of them will always win, won't it?"

Wei Hongqiong smiled, sneering with a smile, "Then I'll ask a different question, which of them do you want to win." ”

"Li Dazhu. Wei Zhenye did not hesitate to say this crappy name, "But there are some things that I don't want to come true." ”

Wei Hongqiong laughed again and said, "I also hope that Li Dazhu can win." ”

Wei Zhenye's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "Don't you hate him?"

"But I hate that Fuso man even more. Wei Hongqiong said lightly.

In the middle of the field, Han Chuang suddenly moved, and made a gesture of pressing his hands virtually, the cheers immediately stopped, and the audience was silent, and even a needle fell on the ground, and the sound could be heard.

Han Chuang and Hasei Tohei stared at each other, like two fighting cocks that did not give in. Both sides were concentrating on the enemy and did not dare to make the first move.

Offstage, Han Fu'er secretly pinched a cold sweat for Han Chuang, she didn't know how powerful Han Chuang was, but she knew how powerful this Changgu Dongping was, just now Ye Shengping was so powerful that he was defeated with one move, how could she not worry.

If he loses this time, Han Chuang will lose the qualification to enter the Linglong Pagoda, which is a sentence that he can't afford to lose, and no one can afford to lose.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the ring, and suddenly heard Han Chuang's voice sound: "I'm very strange, why does a Fusang person dare to appear in the Southeast Region in a grand manner, aren't you afraid of death?"

This is also everyone's question, if it weren't for the martial arts competition at the moment, they would definitely rush up and chop this Fusang man who didn't know what to do and what was wrong.

Hasei Donghei smiled and said in that weird tone: "It's not that I'm not afraid of death, but all those who try to kill me are dead." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "You killed them?"

Hasei smiled, "What do you think?"

Han Chuang's gaze fell on the sword, and the shiny blade reflected the firelight, blooming with a dazzling brilliance.

"There's blood on your knife. He said inexplicably.

Hasei Tohei also replied inexplicably: "Whose knife has no blood?"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "The blood qi on a normal person's knife will not be so strong, even if you keep killing for ten years, you may not be able to accumulate such a strong blood qi." ”

Hasei Dongping said compassionately: "What if it has been killed for a hundred years?"

Han Chuang snorted coldly and said, "Then this is not your sword." ”

Hasei smiled, "This is indeed not my knife. ”

Han Chuang said, "Where is your knife?" ”

Hasei said: "In my heart." ”

The cold wind blew through, blowing away the heat that was entrenched in the low altitude, and the skin of the person who blew was painful, and all eyes were staring at the ring, and at this moment, Han Chuang suddenly moved.

Like a nimble swallow, Han Chuang fit up, and a soft sword slipped from his waist, shaking out a beautiful sword flower.

Plum blossom three lanes.

As soon as he made a move, he used the "plum blossom three lanes" trick.

The three lanes of plum blossoms are not the sword moves of the Qingzhu Sect, but the sword moves of the Luoxia Sect, in order to hide his identity, Han Chuang not only changed a soft sword, but even the martial arts are different from usual, but even so, this hand of the three lanes of the plum blossom is also extraordinary.

Plum blossom three lanes, one to break people's intestines, two to think about it, three to the storm.

Han Chuang's sword pulled out three sword flowers, just like the triple artistic conception of the plum blossom three lanes.

Wei Zhenye, who was sitting on the rostrum, opened his eyes suddenly, two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and there were words in his mouth: "It's actually Luoxia Sect, it turns out that he is a disciple of Luoxia Sect, how can it be? In addition to Shangguan Pavilion, how can Luoxia Sect have such an excellent disciple? Could it be——"

Wei Zhenye didn't go on, it should be said that he didn't have time to go on, because Hasei Dongping also moved.

Knife Drawing!

Just like the knife that defeated Ye Shengping, but the speed of drawing the knife was faster and more decisive.

I saw that the sword light was blazing, the blade was rising, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the flying sand and stones were suddenly rolled, and the spectators watching the battle next to them all retreated, which was not amazing.

Nie Qingqing saw that Changgu Dongping's knife was so amazing, and he couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat for Han Chuang, watching that knife instantly crush the sword light of the plum blossom three lanes, and he himself disappeared into invisibility.

Han Chuang and Hasei Tohei were separated, each staggering two steps before standing, both of them moved extremely fast, just standing firm and attacking again, one touch was divided, and the slightest touch was retreated, and it could be seen that there were only a few people in the subtlety.

Wei Zhenye is one of these few people, watching the two fight dozens of moves, he couldn't help frowning, and thought: "Changgu Dongping is okay, most of the Fusang sword techniques are used, but this Li Dazhu makes me unable to see through, the chaos of swordsmanship is surprising, if others make the swordsmanship so messy, I'm afraid he would have been defeated a long time ago, but he can hold on to Changgu Dongping without falling behind, who is he?"

Fuliu in the audience also watched the battle in the arena and couldn't help frowning.

Nie Qingqing discovered Fuliu's abnormality and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Fuliu said: "Han Chuang is in danger. ”

Nie Qingqing exclaimed: "How come, isn't this a grading autumn color?"

Fuliu shook his head and said: "I originally thought that this Fusang ninja's sword technique was mainly fierce and fierce, but I didn't think that he would use the method of borrowing strength to fight, the wrist movement is simply incredible, don't look at the two of them now, the actual consumption of Han Chuang is above him." ”

Although Hasei Tohei is a Fuso samurai, he has also studied Middle-earth martial arts more, although he has only learned some fur, but he has also been realized the principle of borrowing strength to fight, although Han Chuang's soft sword is powerful, but the strength is suddenly unloaded for him, and he is not annoyed when he fights.

Fortunately, Han Chuang also knows the Tai Chi Eighteen Sword Style, so he is no stranger to the method of borrowing strength, so he immediately changed his moves, and the soft sword danced like a silver snake, only not to collide with Hasei Tohei's sword.

Hasei Dongping smiled coldly and shouted, "It turns out that you have this ability." "The sword slashed back.

This backhand knife is a strange knife intent that is deep in Fusang's knife technique, and a knife strikes from an incredible angle, Han Chuang frowned slightly, and said, "You are nothing more than that." The soft sword flickered, and the sword turned around and pointed at Hase's wrist.

The sword blade condenses the true qi, and the stabbing point comes, as long as it is hit, it will be injured, Hasei Dongping knows it well, and immediately stops his footsteps and twists his body, and the sword is back to defense.

Listening to the sound of the moment, the tip of the sword hit the blade of the sword, Hasei Dongping was unstable, and was forced to take three steps back by this fierce counterthrust, and the qi and blood in his body were shocked.

Han Chuang was also uncomfortable, so he could only take advantage of the anti-shock to retreat, and after falling, he turned around twice to stabilize his figure.

The two exchanged a move, but it was a tie, and neither side was sure of winning, Hasei Tohei used the Fuso knife technique, and the blade galloped outward, and the force rolled violently.

Han Chuang sneered slightly, the soft sword drew a semicircle in the air, and when it was launched, the sword qi and sword qi collided in the air, making a muffled sound, Han Chuang hurriedly stepped up, let go of the blade in the air, and stabbed out a sword.

The tip of this sword trembled, like a golden snake dancing wildly, fast and fast, Hasei Dongping was shocked, his wrist flipped, the blade bounced upward, and stabbed towards Han Chuang's lower abdomen, this stab was in the mind of losing both, but he felt that the breeze was blowing, and the enemy in front of him had disappeared.

Hasei Dongping was experienced and knew that something was wrong, so the sword immediately flipped over and stabbed out from under the ribs, Han Chuang smiled slightly when he saw this, and shouted: "Use all your strength, if you don't use all your strength, you will definitely die after three moves." As he spoke, his figure flashed to the side, and with a flick of the blade, the soft sword flicked and rolled towards Hase's cheek.

Hasei couldn't dodge, so he could only try his best to avoid the vital point, only to hear a hiss, and the soft sword pulled a hole in his cheek.

Blood poured out slowly.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Han Fuer couldn't help but shout "good", and with the word "good", the audience watching the battle immediately broke out into thunderous cheers, only to feel that Haseki Dongping was already bound to lose.

At this moment, Fuliu shouted: "Be careful!"

Nagatani's eyes were as red as blood, and a scarlet knife appeared behind him.

"It's a demon blade!" Fuliu shouted.

The demon sword blood blade is one of the legendary artifacts of Fuso Kingdom, and this martial soul of Hasei Dongping is actually a projection of the legendary artifact, and there is also the blood of the Fuso royal family flowing on the body. The reason why the demon knife is called a demon knife is that the knife body is bloody and can capture people's hearts.

When ordinary people fight with people with demon sword martial souls, they can't even exert their three-layer strength at all, even if they are martial artists above the condensation period, they can only exert seven or eight layers of strength at most.

As soon as the blood light came out, it immediately enveloped Han Chuang, and he only felt that the air around him suddenly froze, as if he was in quicksand, unable to move.

Han Chuang also reacted quickly, and immediately mobilized the true qi of his whole body to fight, and at this moment, Changgu Dongping opened his eyes suddenly, two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Kill!" The sword was swung again, just a simple sweep, but the power was much greater than before.

Blood and qi overlapped, like a tsunami, layer upon layer, never stopping.

On the stage, Wei Hongqiong exclaimed, even in her eyes, she could see that Han Chuang was already in crisis at this moment, and maybe in the next moment, he would be in a different place.

Although she hated Han Chuang, she never wanted him to die at the hands of the Fusang samurai.

Wei Zhenye, on the other hand, showed an unfathomable smile and thought, "Let's see how you hide this time." ”

In fact, it is very simple for Han Chuang to crack this demon knife, the power of the demon knife lies in the blood qi, as long as he uses the devouring martial soul to suck the blood qi, Hasei Dongping naturally does not pose a threat to him.

But Han Chuang didn't want to enter the Linglong Pagoda in his original identity, so as not to be too embarrassed after meeting with the disciples of the three major sects, so at this moment, all he could rely on was the swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of his own life.

His body was shackled and he couldn't dodge flexibly, but Han Chuang still had a sword, and the sword in his hand was his best shield. Before he had time to think about it, he danced the soft sword like a circle, and the sword qi weaved a huge net around him.