Jinghong knife

Chu Hanyang spat out names one after another coldly. Whenever he finished reading a person's name, a person's head would be thrown out. Most of these people were unknown people. Although they belonged to various sects, they usually In Li, however, he often hangs out with some rogues of three religions and nine ranks, and they all said bad things about Chu Hanyang behind his back.

Those sect masters are not completely ignorant of this, they just turned a blind eye to it. At this moment, as more and more people are in the living room, everyone's faces are getting more and more gloomy at the same time. .In the end, the living room was already full of heads.

Qing Ming lowered his head, and clenched his right hand tightly into a fist. Chu Hanyang was only ruthless, but he was not an indiscriminate killer. He would never do such a thing, not to mention the leaders of those sects, even he could You can see how Chu Hanyang is contemptuous of human life now.

"Chu Hanyang, although these people's words are inappropriate, isn't it too much for you to kill like this!" Finally, someone couldn't help but stood up and yelled angrily.

Chu Hanyang's phoenix eyes were cold and fierce, and he glanced at him coldly: "It turns out that it is Sect Master Yuan of the Pingyuan Sect. These people are saying all kinds of obscenities about Chu behind their backs. Have you ever heard those unsavory words?" ?”

Yuan Xiao was stunned for a moment, his face full of anger: "Even so, you can't kill them all! More than 100 heads, you are taking human life like a fool!"

Chu Hanyang looked at him without blinking: "So what?"

"I came here today to settle these grievances. I killed these people and threw their heads here. If any of you have any objections, whether you are alone or together, Chu will accompany you today!"

As soon as Chu Hanyang finished speaking, the eyes of the people around him suddenly changed. Some people were full of resentment and unwillingness to bear it, some people were full of bitterness and helplessness, and finally shook their heads, while some people's eyes remained as stagnant water, calm no waves.

The huge living room fell into an eerie silence. Chu Hanyang twitched his lips mockingly, and was about to turn around and return to his seat when he found a person standing up slowly.

When Xiao Chen found Qing Ming standing up beside him, he was startled, and reflexively stretched out his hand to grab him, but his hand was empty, and for the first time, there was a little more worry in his fox-like eyes.

"Chu Gu's swordsmanship is the best in the martial arts world, and I want to ask for some advice." Qing Ming looked at Chu Hanyang calmly and said slowly.

Most of the people present knew him. They had noticed that there seemed to be some strangeness between the two masters and servants before, but when they saw Qing Ming standing up and clearly wanting Chu Hanyang to challenge him, they immediately had different expressions. I don't know what happened between the two, and why they came to such a confrontational situation.

Chu Hanyang glanced at him indifferently, and nodded: "As expected of someone I trained, if anyone in the world is qualified to challenge me, you are the only one. But last time I let you go Fate, if you come here again today, don't blame me for not remembering the old friendship."

Qing Ming's eyes dimmed, and he knelt down towards Chu Hanyang, saluted respectfully, then stood up, the blade slipped out of the scabbard inch by inch, a coercion spread from the body layer by layer, and the fierce internal force It circulated in the body, and it was able to move with the hair on the back without wind, and the aura of the whole body was not inferior to that of Chu Hanyang.

Until this moment, the blood spider's eyes finally shifted to Qing Ming, he stared at Qing Ming for a while, and pulled out a cruel and disdainful smile.

The originally agitated crowd didn't know when to calm down. They silently followed the two of them out of the living room and went outside. Chu Hanyang put his hands behind his back, glanced contemptuously at Qing Ming who was standing with a knife, and hooked Qing Ming lightly. On one side of the lips, there was no half-joking in the past.

"Go ahead, let me see how much you have improved."

Qingming's eyes suddenly sank, and there was a hissing sound like a lone bird whining. Before everyone had time to react, they saw a flash of cold light suddenly, and everyone jumped in their hearts as they marveled at this Astonishing sword skills, while secretly sighing how Chu Hanyang trusted Qing Ming in the past, and even taught him the Jinghong sword with all his heart.

The light of the knife flashed startlingly, and even Chu Hanyang's eyes became more serious. With a flick of his wrist, a short black knife slipped from his sleeve into his hand, and he did not dodge the oncoming shadow. Instead, he rushed forward from the front. He knew his Jinghong Saber best, so he could only fight head-on. If he dodged, it was really time to die.

However, in the face of such a fierce and ruthless blade, how many people can really not be afraid to go head-on?How many people can really take it?

No one present had seen Chu Hanyang's attack clearly, but many people had seen Qing Ming's previous battle. At first they thought it was a duel between top experts, but they didn't see it until today when Qing Ming and Chu Hanyang turned against each other. to a duel between real masters.

Fast, ruthless, and poisonous, the sword skills of the two are exactly the same, very similar, but not exactly the same.

Many people couldn't see the moves of the two of them clearly, but Xiao Chen could see clearly. Although the two of them had similar moves, Chu Hanyang's strength and angle of controlling the saber firmly surpassed Qing Ming's. The real murder weapon, the knife is bloodthirsty, ruthless, merciless, invincible to the blade, but Qingming's knife is more stable and powerful, although it seems to be at a disadvantage, it will not be defeated in a short time .

Xiao Chen sighed. Although the former Chu Hanyang's saber was vicious, it did not leave no room for it. His saber has changed, and this change is just as the blood spider expected, making Chu Hanyang's saber technique Achieved the real pinnacle.

The two swords collided, bringing up a cloud of dust, but everyone couldn't see the movements of the two people clearly. They could only see two figures, one white and one blue, flashing continuously, colliding violently, separated suddenly and rushed towards On the other side, the saber energy scattered fiercely and shot out, making people afraid to approach, only the sound of the two figures meeting and weapons colliding could be heard continuously.

After a long time, just when everyone thought that the battle between the two of them would not stop for a day and a night, the blood spider slowly stood up, clapped his hands, Xiao Chen's eyes changed suddenly, and his body suddenly changed. Turning around, one hand held the hilt of the sword behind him, while the other quietly slipped into his bosom.

However, the blood spider didn't come over, and just said: "It's almost done, let's get rid of him."

Qing Ming was taken aback for a moment, but found that Chu Hanyang's breath suddenly sank, and his eyes were filled with sternness, and then a huge force suddenly came from the photo, Qing Ming was startled, and wanted to hold the knife, but the blade had already flown away go out.

He wanted to dodge, but suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen. Qing Ming lowered his head and saw a bright short knife had penetrated his lower abdomen, and the handle of the knife was held in Chu Hanyang's left hand.

"It's really good to be able to persist until now, but you seem to have forgotten that I use a two-handed knife."

Chu Hanyang smiled coldly, slowly pulled out the dagger in his left hand, shook off the blood on it, and put it back in his arms.

Qingming's face was pale, and he fell to the ground with a thud, blood filled the lower half of his robe, dripping onto the ground, he looked at Chu Hanyang in despair and pain, he did not forget Chu Hanyang's trump card, but he did not Thinking that Chu Hanyang would really use it on him.

Seeing Chu Hanyang turn around and leave again without looking back, Qingming felt as if he was being tortured in pain. He ignored his bloody lower abdomen, and instead stretched out his hand to hold Chu Hanyang's hand.

"Master, master... Come on." Qing Ming held on to Chu Hanyang's hand tightly, feeling a biting coldness in his hand.

Chu Hanyang glanced back at his hand that was firmly held by Qing Ming, finally glanced at Qing Ming, flicked his sleeve indifferently, shook off the bloody hand, and turned towards the blood spider without looking back. Walking away, only Qing Ming, who was left with a dead face, slowly fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen's complexion changed drastically, and he rushed over, but Chu Hanyang's slash was merciless, the blood in Qingming's lower abdomen could not be stopped no matter what, and his breath also weakened little by little.

Xiao Chen's eyes were red, he took out all kinds of hemostatic medicine from his bosom, and frantically sprinkled it on Qing Ming's wound, but he could only watch helplessly as the medicine powder was soaked in blood little by little, and finally gathered on the ground to form a scorching puddle. blood red.

Even if Xiao Chen saw this scene, he felt cold and disappointed in his heart. He raised his head and shouted at Chu Hanyang: "Chu Hanyang! You treated him like this today because you lost your love! If you recover in the future, You will regret it!"

Chu Hanyang paused without turning his head, and walked straight to the blood spider.

Xiao Chen opened his mouth, and looked weakly at Qing Ming, who was covered in blood. Although he had no feelings for Qing Ming, he couldn't help but feel sad for him at this moment.

"Keep Master waiting for a long time."

Chu Hanyang smiled, and poured a cup of tea from the side and handed it to the blood spider. The blood spider glanced at Qing Ming who was lying in a pool of blood. That kind of injury couldn't be faked, and Chu Hanyang really showed no mercy.

He smiled, took the cup of tea, took a sip and nodded.

"There is indeed improvement. That kid is Xiao Chen. I thought he would be calmer after all these years, but he is still so frizzy in the end."

Seeing that he drank the tea, Chu Hanyang lowered his eyes and smiled indifferently.

However, the blood spider's eyes suddenly changed, and then he smiled coldly.

"Yes, it really is cold-blooded and ruthless, and even started to attack the master."