Han Chuang had never seen such a wonderful martial spirit, hiding his true body, constantly attacking with a fake phantom, and when the opponent revealed his flaws, he suddenly launched a real attack, this is the method of killing people by sword ghosts, and it is also the reason why he was able to become the number one killer in Yunzhou twenty years ago, no one can escape his pursuit, not a single one.

I have to say that such a martial soul is too suitable for a killer, swordsmanship is already secondary, the sword ghost is dead, he doesn't even need to hide his breathing and heartbeat, his real body lurks in a corner of the hall, quietly peeping.

In the hall, it was empty, there was a wind blowing, there was no sound, and the silence could almost hear their heartbeats, Han Chuang and the others were back to their backs, and their spirits were highly concentrated.

Just relax?

will only give the sword ghost a chance,

Desperate to the death?

You will only die, but you will not be able to fight,

The boots under his feet were like nails to the floor, and each small step forward was extremely careful and slight.

"Now, what should I do?" the one who spoke was lifeless, this upright man, for the first time, felt that danger was coming over his head, even in the face of a top-level Yuan Stage demon beast like the Dragon Blood Python, he didn't feel this way.

The pressure on man is always greater than that of wild beasts, because man is wiser and more ruthless.

Jin Sanfu shook his head, staring straight in front of him, south, south, north, west, he didn't know which direction this was, but it must be one of them, each of them guarded one direction, not daring to be careless, let alone distracted.

Mind means being attacked, and mind wandering means death - no one wants to die.

"There is no way," Jin Sanfu said, "but to consume." ”

In the void, the voice of the sword ghost suddenly floated in, obviously deep and far, but it seemed to be close to the ear: "That's right, you can only consume, see if I consume you first, or if you consume me first." ”

Before the words fell, a figure appeared in the direction of Jin Sanfu, with a pitch-black body, blood-red eyes, and a dark blue sword.

"Zheng"

Like all swords in this world, the tip of the sword trembled, hissing, and the sword light flashed, just like the essence of cold electricity, ethereal, Jin Sanfu had already concentrated his mind, but he still couldn't see the direction of the sword.

Up or down, left or right?

When he hesitated, the tip of the sword had already pierced his skin, and his chest was cold.

"Bang dang!"

A bow lay in front of Jin Sanfu, blocking the fatal blow for him, and at the same time, there was a flaw in the flawless defense.

Just a little, but enough.

Jin Sanfu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood the intention of the sword ghost, he was the weakest point of the four, even if he only needed to defend in one direction, it was impossible to take any sword move, and the seemingly perfect defense was so ridiculous because of him.

"Be careful!" he shouted.

Ghosts appeared behind the four of them at the same time, lifeless because he helped Jin Sanfu block the fatal blow, he couldn't defend his back at all, and the others were dealing with sword ghosts in various ways, and they couldn't help him, he could only twist his body in an instant, in order to avoid the vital point.

"Flutter!"

The blade of the sword sank into the arm, and with a touch of it, the ghost disappeared without any mud or water.

A lifeless arm, blood splattered like a pillar.

After everyone eliminated the ghost behind them, they hurriedly protected him in the center to prevent the sword ghost from making up for the deadly sword.

In the void, there was an arrogant mockery of the sword ghost: "Tsk." It's not bad that I'm ghosted, do you really think I can't break the defenses? That's naïve, I have 10,000 ways to kill you!"

Han Chuang sneered and said lightly, "Ten thousand ways, then come and kill me." Before the words fell, he jumped out of the defensive circle.

Jin Sanfu was shocked: "What are you doing? Come back quickly!"

Being like Han Chuang is tantamount to exposing himself to the attack of the sword ghost, which is the most dangerous and irrational thing.

Han Chuang said: "Protect yourselves, I'm fine." Saying that, he made a reassuring gesture to Lin Ping, and Lin Ping nodded.

Unlike Jin Sanfu, Lin Ping knew Han Chuang well enough to know that he didn't do things that he wasn't sure about.

The voice of the sword ghost came: "He is right, you should protect yourselves." ”

The ghost reappeared, and was eliminated by the four people who had been prepared for a long time.

"Yes, yes, better than the last time," the sword ghost said jokingly, and the conversation changed, "but how long can you hold on, how long can you hold on!hahaha!"

The arrogant laughter made Jin Sanfu want to use the abacus in his hand to smash the dead sword ghost open, but obviously, he had no extra strength.

His face was pale, his body was weak, and even his hand holding the abacus was trembling constantly, and although the sword just now was blocked by him, he had also taken out all his efforts, and now-

He has lost his combat effectiveness.

Han Chuang glanced at him and said to Lin Ping, "You protect them!"

Lin Ping nodded and said solemnly, "Leave it to me." ”

Lin Ping couldn't resist the sword ghost for long alone, Han Chuang had to fight quickly, he knew this, and the sword ghost also knew it.

The guy, who was hiding in the shadows, laughed arrogantly: "Do you think you still have a chance?"

Han Chuang sneered, "Who knows if you don't try?"

The sword ghost was silent for a moment, and said: "You are good, very good, I have to admit that although you are very weak, you already have the capital to succeed, it's a pity-" There was no word in his tone.

"What is a pity?" Han Chuang said lightly.

"It's a pity that you are destined to die here, under my sword—" A ghost shadow appeared behind Han Chuang, and the blue sword cut through the void and stabbed him silently in the back of the heart.

What is an assassin, this is an assassin, killing opponents silently, and the sword ghost knows that he can't deal with Han Chuang with only the phantom, so he shows his true body, which is exactly the same as the phantom.

No one would have expected the sword ghost to suddenly appear, and it seemed that even Han Chuang did not react to this.

The blade of the sword cut through his protective true qi, tore through his clothes, and even--the sword ghost felt that the tip of the sword had touched his skin, and just when he thought that Han Chuang was dead, Han Chuang suddenly disappeared.

Serpentine Moment!

In the narrow space, moving out of thin air, without any warning, without giving people any room to prepare, the peerless body method in the Five Fists of the I Ching played a huge role in this matter, and Han Chuang appeared behind the real sword ghost.

"There's no heartbeat, there's no breath, but you forget the most important thing, that killing people is murderous. Han Chuang said.

He had already discovered that although the ghost attack was cold, there was no murderous aura, and only when the real body appeared, the murderous aura would be revealed, no matter how clever his kung fu was, he could not hide the murderous aura at this moment.

It's just that moment, the key is not to let the sword ghost escape, let him see the opportunity, the best way, there is no doubt that the flaw appears in the moment of imminent success.

Without any extra movements, Han Chuang abandoned the wooden sword and grabbed the sword ghost with the snatching technique of the tiger fist, and the devouring martial soul suddenly opened, and the purple vortex spun violently.

The current sword ghost is essentially just a martial soul, a martial soul that has lost its physical sustenance, and such a martial soul cannot escape the devouring of the devouring martial soul.

The sword ghost was surprised to find that his strength was being sucked away by Han Chuang little by little.

That's right!

is to suck it away, the weird whirlpool behind him is tirelessly and greedily sucking away his martial soul origin.

"No!" the sword ghost roared, like the roar of a demon.

But no matter how he roared, Han Chuang was unmoved, two whirlpools appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up the perfect moon groove.

"No!

The sword ghost is unwilling, he is not willing to let his twenty-year design be ruined, it only takes five days, and there are five more days, as long as he absorbs enough fire energy, through the soul of the formation mage who thought that he had good luck and obtained the inheritance, he can be reborn

- Han Chuang will not give him this kind of opportunity, the rebirth of the evil ghost will only bring hell.

Without the jerkiness of absorbing Lin Da and Lin Er's true qi for the first time, and the guilt when absorbing Lin Jiangxue's true qi, this time, Han Chuang exerted his full strength, and the rotation speed of devouring the martial soul reached the extreme.

The mournful screams echoed in the empty hall, and Jin Sanfu and Wusheng watched in amazement at everything that happened in front of them: the sword ghost was gradually disappearing, yes, it was gradually disappearing, they didn't know how Han Chuang did it, but he did it.

Not only did he crack the Shadow Ghost, but he also put the Sword Ghost to death in one fell swoop.

Jin Sanfu shook his head in disbelief and said to Lin Ping beside him, "He, how did he do it?"

Lin Ping glared at him fiercely and said lightly, "I don't know." ”

Three words, without any accidents, dispelled Jin Sanfu's idea of continuing to ask, everyone has their own ulterior secrets.

Deathless's expression was much calmer, and after the initial surprise, his eyes were full of excitement, what could be more exciting than destroying the sword ghost?

As long as this source is removed, the villagers will be able to return to their hometowns and no longer have to worry about the drought;

True Qi, a steady stream of True Qi filled Han Chuang's muscles, after practicing the Five Fists of the I Ching, the ability of his body muscles to store True Qi was twice as large as that of ordinary people, but even so, the True Qi transformed by the Martial Soul Origin would also fill him.

Soon, he felt like he had reached a tipping point.

"Are you going to break through?" he thought, without any hesitation, he ran the true qi in his muscles to the dantian, constantly compressing, compressing again, with supreme control, crazy compression!

This is the mystery of the replenishment body to break through the metamorphosis, compress the gaseous true qi into the liquid true element, and the quality of the energy will have a qualitative leap.

Sitting cross-legged, frowning, his expression was sometimes pleasant, sometimes painful, Han Chuang felt that he had reached that critical point, and he only needed to take the last step to reach the stage of transformation with thunder in his abdomen, for this reason, he did not hesitate to use the true qi of his whole body to operate rapidly, and the acupoints seemed to turn into a whirlpool, spinning rapidly.

"What is he doing?" Jin Sanfu asked suddenly.

Lin Ping's eyes flashed, and he replied lightly: "Breakthrough." ”

Hearing a violent rumbling sound, Han Chuang opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

"It's done!" Lin Ping's unwavering face finally showed a smile of excitement.

In the Transformation Yuan Stage, Han Chuang finally broke through to the Transformation Yuan Stage, but what made him really smile was not this, but - he felt that he had the ability of a Shadow Ghost.