was blocked by others, and no one would be happy. Sun Xiaohan was naturally no exception, but he didn't show it, and he still smiled.

Waiting for the person to turn around, Sun Xiaohan couldn't help but be surprised, wasn't this the person with the ghost mask he saw at Qiu Shanyi the day before yesterday? How could he appear here, and why did he block his way? A series of question marks appeared in Sun Xiaohan's mind.

But before Sun Xiaohan could ask, the masked man asked first: "Which of you is Sun Xiaohan, get out of here for Uncle Ben!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and at first they thought they were robbing property, but they didn't expect that they were looking for someone.

Sun Xiaohan was also stunned in his heart, and immediately decided to tease this person. So Sun Xiaohan pretended to say: "You think Sun Xiaohan is okay, but you have to explain your intention first, and it depends on whether I agree or not!"

The ghost-faced man said, "You count as a ball, and I won't look for you!"

Sun Xiaohan smiled and said, "I am Sun Xiaohan's spokesperson, so you have to pass me before you can meet Sun Xiaohan!" After Sun Xiaohan finished speaking, he heard a burst of laughter behind him, but he never paid attention to it.

The ghost-faced man thought for a while and said, "Okay, it's okay to tell you! I'm here to try with Sun Xiaohan! Isn't he powerful, Lao Tzu is just not angry, isn't he just a great family background, Lao Tzu is going to destroy his prestige!"

When Sun Xiaohan heard this, he suddenly lost his spirit, it turned out that he was here to challenge, and it was boring. But Sun Xiaohan did not refuse, because in the process of talking, Sun Xiaohan used psychic vision to observe the other party's qi level and realm, and found that it was similar to himself.

It is also the third layer of the second stage of Yingyi, the pinnacle of the standard junior martial artist. But the realm, Sun Xiaohan is at the peak of the primary martial arts, and this ghost-faced man has barely reached the junior martial arts, although there is a big gap compared with Sun Xiaohan, but it is really powerful.

Sun Xiaohan looked grinning, but he had already put away his contempt. And the other party's surname is also in addition to him, the other party is the root bone of the fire surname, but the feeling is not ordinary, and it is extremely restless and hot. If the judgment is not wrong, it should be the surname of Yanghuo, and the rank is not low.

But Sun Xiaohan is not afraid of the other party, although the two have the same level of strength, but whether it is the realm or the surname, Sun Xiaohan has an advantage. Moreover, Sun Xiaohan's temper is also very aggressive, everyone has come to the door, and he shouldn't fight, and he is too spineless. So Sun Xiaohan decided to have a good fight with the other party.

Sun Xiaohan clenched his fists and said, "Friend, I understand your feelings, but you always wear a ghost mask and don't show your true face, isn't it too rude?"

"What the hell is rude or not, Lao Tzu is willing, can you manage the ball? If you don't accept it, if you don't accept it, you will take off the mask. If you can't win, get away as soon as possible, Lao Tzu will be upset. Hurry up and call Sun Xiaohan out with a dead ball, I'm tired of waiting!"

After speaking, he didn't look at Sun Xiaohan, sat cross-legged on the ground, and stopped talking. Sun Xiaohan looked at the other party's performance and knew that he had to fight today, so he ordered to go down, since the other party named and named him, no one was allowed to interfere. In fact, other people will not interfere easily, if Sun Xiaohan can't do anything to the other party, he will not be able to do it himself.

Sun Xiaohan threw off the small stump on his back that he was wearing outside, tightened his belt with his son, and took out the Qiuyue Hanlu Sword. Holding a sword in his left hand and pressing the saddle with his right hand, one fell in front of the other party. Sun Xiaohan's movements were close and coherent, and he was light and free, and Mu Chunyu was drunk when he saw it.

The ghost-faced man was stunned when he saw Sun Xiaohan in front of him, and Sun Xiaohan's performance was quite good, which also made him look a little higher. Standing up, the ghost-faced man said, "I'm looking for Sun Xiaohan, not you, what are you doing with a ball?"

Sun Xiaohan laughed and said, "Aren't you looking for Sun Xiaohan?

When the ghost-faced man heard this, he thought about it again, and realized that he had been chilled by Sun Xiao. The angry ghost-faced man yelled, grabbing the handle of the blade behind him with his backhand. Until now, no one knows what kind of weapon it is.

I saw the ghost-faced man pointing at Sun Xiaohan and saying, "Okay, you are a dead ball, even Lao Tzu dares to shake it." Today, I have to chop you alive!" As he spoke, he saw the ghost-faced man bow his waist, and his hand holding the handle reached forward, and he pulled out the blade. Sun Xiaohan only heard the sound of "poof", and saw a huge light blade, which was cut off. Sun Xiaohan hurriedly dodged and dodged the attack.

Others felt that there was a flower in front of them, and there was a loud "boom", and the place where Sun Xiaohan was was dusty. When the dust settled, everyone saw a big sword in the hand of the ghost face, and the cold light shimmered. The length of the sword is five feet, the width of the sword is four inches, and the thickness of the sword is one inch. After everyone saw it, they couldn't help but sigh, what a big sword, what a heavy sword.

Looking at the place where the sword body slashed, a straight crack three inches wide appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The crack was surrounded by cracks of various sizes, and it looked very hideous. Sun Xiaohan also gasped after seeing it, and said in his heart: It's a domineering martial art, this person is not easy to deal with.

Sun Quan was also taken aback, turned around and said to the three of Tianyuan: "This person's skill is no longer under the son, and his moves are strong and fast. Then he held a heavy sword, but there was no place to drag the mud and water, and he was really a genius. ”

Wuyuan also nodded and said, "This time the son has encountered a hard idea." This person's martial arts are extremely domineering, and he is tricky and ruthless, and at a glance, he can tell that he has flowed out of the river of blood. I don't know if the son is going to lose!"

"That's right! Childe is kind-hearted, this person's moves are vicious, if Childe is not careful, he will really suffer" Tianyuan also echoed.

Sun Xiaohan naturally couldn't hear these people's conversations, but he was also completely shocked by the domineering sword of the ghost-faced man. This is the most unreasonable move Sun Xiaohan has seen so far. "Strength, absolute power, this is the so-called one force to ten meetings!" Sun Xiaohan muttered silently in his heart.

Looking up at the ghost-faced man again, the ghost-faced man's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were fierce. Sun Xiaohan also pulled out the Qiuyue Hanlu Sword, and as soon as the sword came out, it was also a piece of brilliance. The ghost-faced man was also stunned, and then said: "Good sword, really good sword!"

Sun Xiaohan smiled and said: "Brother Tai's heavy sword, I'm afraid it's not ordinary, right?

As soon as Sun Xiaohan said this, the ghost-faced man was suddenly startled, and Sun Quan and the others also exclaimed. The ghost-faced man asked, "How do you know?"

Sun Xiaohan said with a smile: "In this Qianhua Continent, the person who can dance such a heavy sword is probably only a martial saint nicknamed the Crazy Dragon more than a thousand years ago!"

The ghost-faced man laughed wildly after hearing this, and then said, "The grandson of the Teng family is really extraordinary, and he can see the origin of my heavy sword at a glance. Yan admires someone! If you can recognize this sword, you can also be regarded as a hero. Today, I'm Yan, I'll use my life to learn, and I'll be able to learn Sun Gongzi's tricky tricks for a while!"

Sun Xiaohan smiled and said, "I don't know which 'Yan' is surnamed Brother Tai? Can you tell me the full name? Where did this heavy sword come from? Is Brother Tai the descendant of the Crazy Dragon Sage?"

The ghost-faced man sneered and said, "My surname is Mensan 'Yan', as for the rest, I'll talk about it after the fight!" As soon as the words fell, the ghost-faced man picked up his heavy sword again.

Sun Xiaohan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly intervened in the move, fighting with this ghost-faced man who claimed to be surnamed Yan!