On the ring on the outlying island, facing Zhao Zhan, who was ready to go, the unarmed cold ice just stood there quietly, not moving. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A gentle breeze blew from the surface of the lake, blowing his long flowing hair, and a few strands of jet-black hair brushed his cheeks, which had suddenly turned extremely pale.

"What does this 'smell of clothes' taste like?" Zhao Zhan looked at him with a sneer.

"Poison is planted on such a large lotus leaf, and the means of the Great Commander are really wonderful!"

At this moment, Han Bing's voice began to tremble a little, thinking that the poison of "stained clothes" had already attacked.

Zhao Zhan nodded proudly, "But what's even more subtle is that you will definitely fall into the water and die in a while." And this poison will be solved when it comes to water, and no matter how shrewd you are, you can't detect that you have been poisoned!"

The cold pupils shrank slightly, and his feet involuntarily moved a little towards the center of the ring.

Zhao Zhan, who saw his every move in his eyes, suddenly let out a long laugh, and the long sword in his hand reflected the scorching sun in the sky, like a swift electric light, slashing straight down to the top of the cold ice's head!

Han Bing gritted his teeth, his body flashed to the left, and at the same time, his waist bent back violently, and his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, which was able to avoid the sword that the opponent swept over. Seeing that sharp sword light, it whistled less than an inch above the tip of his nose.

However, with just two simple dodge moves, he had achieved them with great difficulty, and a layer of cold sweat had oozed from his forehead.

Fortunately, the opponent's moves were old, and he didn't have a chance to perform another killing move, allowing him to take a breath. He hurriedly used his feet to exert his strength, and flew backwards, trying to widen the distance between him and the other party.

In fact, Zhao Zhan's skills are far more than that, if Fang Cai uses all his strength, Han Bing has no possibility of dodging backwards at all. But when he attacked that sharp killing move, he deliberately exhausted the move, so that the follow-up was weak, and he missed a good opportunity to kill the enemy with a sword.

The reason why he did this was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he didn't want to end this fight too quickly.

First, if you let Han Bing lose too quickly, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of those watching from afar, after all, there are many sharp-eyed masters among them.

Second, from the bottom of his heart, he also enjoys this process of controlling the opponent in the palm of his hand and playing with it at will, and he really doesn't want to lose this fun prematurely.

You must know that the poison of this "fragrance of clothes" is extraordinary, although it is not so violent that it can kill people, but it can make people's blood veins coagulate, paralyze the body, and make it impossible to exert force. If the poisoned person forcibly gathers internal force, it will cause the condensed blood veins to swell, causing severe pain all over the body.

Judging from the increasingly sluggish figure of the cold ice and the paler face, it must be that the blood veins in his body have gradually condensed at this moment, and any slight movement will bring him severe pain in his heart. However, it is obvious that he will never give up his resistance, and the natural pride in his bones makes him inevitably struggle until the last moment.

And it was the almost tragic struggle for survival that Han Bing showed at this moment, which made Zhao Zhan, who was watching carefully, feel an inexplicable excitement, and even every pore of his body could experience that cruel happiness.

But Zhao Zhan still feels that this kind of happiness is far from enough. He wants to continue to torment the young man in front of him who is still fighting the trapped beast, to see how he makes a final struggle before he is completely desperate. In the end, he had to see with his own eyes how this self-proclaimed smart teenager fell into the ultimate death trap he had already laid for him, step by step.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting between the two sides, Han Bing, who had been defending more and attacking less, was gradually forced to retreat by Zhao Zhan. Zhao Zhan bullied him for his lack of internal strength, and the sword was completely open and closed, slashing hard, and there was a sword that cut him into two sections.

After being disemboweled by his opponent's diagonal sword, Han Bing could only continue to retreat in embarrassment. As he approached the fence on the edge of the stage, he finally stopped stumbling slightly. didn't have time to wipe away the sweat that dripped down his eyebrows into the corners of his eyes, he suddenly lifted his breath and kicked towards Zhao Zhan's front door.

Seeing that the opponent suddenly did not retreat but advanced, a mysterious smile flashed in Zhao Zhan's eyes, and the long sword in his hand was slightly raised, protecting the vital parts in front of him. At the same time, the sword was accumulated, and when the tip of the ice had not yet touched the back of the long sword, the wrist suddenly flicked, and the tip of the sword was reversed upward, and at least one of the right feet of the ice should be cut off in the frame style.

Who knew that Han Bing had been fighting hard for so long, and what he was waiting for was this fleeting opportunity!

Seeing that the other person was still in the air, it was extremely impossible to pull his body upwards by more than two feet, so that the tip of his right foot was just enough to reach the tip of the long sword in Zhao Zhan's hand, and at the same time, with the force of his upward swing, his body was like a kite with a broken string, floating backwards at a rapid speed.

And he floated without the slightest intention of stopping, but floated all the way to the top of the fence by the ring, and was about to fall over the fence into the lake!

Only the lake can remove the poison of "staining the fragrance of clothes", and only by curing this poison can he have hope of living. This should be the only way out that Han Bing can think of at this moment.

And what Zhao Zhan has been waiting for is this opportunity to let Han Bing fall into the death trap!

The cold ice has been poisoned by the "fragrance of clothes", and the internal strength has been greatly reduced, and even fifty percent of the usual skills cannot be exerted.

Zhao Zhan could have put him to death at any time. However, if Han Bing is killed in the ring, his body will be examined and it will be found that he was poisoned before he died.

Therefore, Zhao Zhan wanted to create an opportunity to let Han Bing finally die in the water. In this way, the "fragrance of clothes" will disappear from the lake, and no one will ever be able to discover the true cause of Hanbing's death.

This is also the reason why Zhao Zhan revealed to Han Bing the method of "staining the fragrance of clothes"-

He knew that in order to save his life and detoxify, Han Bing would definitely choose to escape by jumping into the water.

And with Han Bing's cunning temperament, he must have been able to guess that Zhao Zhan would strike a fatal blow to him when he was weightless before he fell into the water. Therefore, Han Bing will definitely make the illusion of a desperate fight first, confusing Zhao Zhan, and even causing him to be fooled into counterattacking. And Han Bing himself will find the right time to jump off the lake when he is unprepared.

But this kid Han Bing would never have imagined that all this was actually in his calculations for Zhao Zhan.

At the beginning, when he and his stepfather Zheng Yong formulated this plan, they had already calculated every subsequent step, which naturally included the response that Han Bing would make after discovering that he was poisoned.

How could the plan drawn up by two shrewd men after careful deliberation be countered by the impromptu contingency adopted by a little clever hairy boy in the event of life and death?

Therefore, the moment Zhao Zhan saw the cold ice flying backwards, he knew that this young man had finally fallen into that death trap, and he was in danger!

The feet that were already full of real power kicked suddenly, and Zhao Zhanfei rushed forward, but it was faster than Han Bing's retreat, and he happened to catch up with him by the fence, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand also pierced straight into Han Bing's left chest!

After being hit by the sword, the ice fell backwards violently, and fell straight out of the fence and into the lake.

Zhao Zhan wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but he felt that the tip of the long sword seemed to be stuck between the ribs of the cold ice, and he couldn't pull it out for a while. Just as he wanted to draw his sword again, a powerful suction force suddenly came from the sword, causing his body to fall forward, fall out of the fence, and fall into the lake with the ice.

Just before the people watching the contest from a distance could react, but before they could exclaim, the falling cold ice suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the blade of the long sword that had pierced into his chest. At the same time, his body also borrowed his strength to go up, and suddenly there was a reversal in the air, and Zhao Zhan, who was bent on killing him and neglected to guard himself, pressed him down.

Zhao Zhan was shocked, and Fang remembered to let go of the long sword in his hand to protect himself, but unfortunately it was too late.

While reversing his body, Han Bing lightly tapped the tip of his right foot on the Baihui acupoint above Zhao Zhan's head without a trace, and took advantage of this to change the direction of his body falling, and finally landed on the shore of the outlying island, less than a foot away from the lake.

But Zhao Zhan was not so lucky. Not only did he fail to pull out the sword that pierced into the ice, but he suddenly let go of his hand in the middle of the process, and his body fell straight into the lake.

I only heard a loud "boom" sound, which hit the waves several feet high.

After the waves gradually dissipated, the person who was the commander of the forbidden army disappeared with the waves......