Lanruo Temple was in the east thirteen miles of Guobei County, asked for directions, and Gao Han walked towards Lanruo Temple.

Gao Han had just left the city when it poured down and hit the dirt, and before long, the ground became muddy.

The raindrops in the sky formed a curtain of raindrops, hiding Gao Han's figure in it, looming.

"Ah, ah, this murderous demon king is chasing, run!"

"Run!"

"Who let you TM steal his money... Yes...... Uh..."

Gao Han was walking in the rain when he suddenly heard a continuous scream from the sound of rain falling.

Looking at the extreme eye, you can see five or six people running in front, followed by "five seven three" A man with a sword is chasing and killing, and when the sword falls in his hand, a person dies in his hand, blood splashes in the rain, and the head of the broken arm is flying, which has a terrifying beauty.

Ho ho ho!

When these people ran to Gao Han, only one person was already dead, and the man turned around and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, trembling all over, holding a money bag in his hand: "Uncle spare your life, I don't dare anymore, I'll exchange the money for you." ”

The pupils of the sword-wielding man stretched out with cruel and violent colors, turned around and glanced at Gao Han, and snorted coldly: "You dare to steal the uncle's money!" Find death! ”

Saying that, a sword cut off the man's head, and the head gurgled and rolled on the ground, and the blood sprayed out was quickly washed away by the rain.

"Shhh

Behind Gao Han, there was the sound of teeth fighting, and a young man who looked like a scholar looked at the man with the sword with a frightened face, and his body trembled slightly.

The man with the sword glanced at the scholar, turned his head to look at Gao Han with a solemn expression, an unprecedented sense of vigilance rose in his heart, the muscles of his body were tense, and an invisible pressure appeared in his heart without warning.

Such a downpour, if he wants, he can keep his whole body fresh and clean at any time, but the premise of that is that the true qi envelops the body, forming an invisible barrier around the body, which can naturally isolate the rain from the body.

But the man with the sword found that Gao Han did not form a barrier of true qi outside the body at all, but allowed the rain to fall on him, but the rain fell on him, but did not penetrate into his clothes, but left along the clothes, converged into droplets, flowed through the skin, from the face, to the neck, to the feet, silently flowing to the ground, but there was no trace of water where it flowed.

Just like Gao Han's clothes, his skin is naturally protected from water, and the rain can't get close to it, wetting his skin.

What a subtle control this is!

The man with the sword marveled in his heart, there is absolute strength, not necessarily such exquisite control, but with such exquisite control, it must be extremely strong, absolutely rob him, perhaps, stronger than the bearded.

In nature, if there is complexity, there is no rain on the right, when it falls from the sky, large and small, heavy and light, complex in mistakes, disorderly, trivial and messy, no one can predict the strength of rain, even, it can be said that if a person's attack is like rain, no one can dodge, only defense.

But Gao Han avoided it, and the rain, no matter how big or small, light or heavy, messy, trivial and messy, fell on him, unable to wet his clothes and skin.

If Zhang Wuji and Murong Bo saw Gao Han at this time, they would be stunned, and then kneel down and call their father.

Gao Han's power at this time is subtly controlled, and I don't know how much more than Qiankun Great Shift and Dou Zhuan Star Shift.

"Xia Hou?"

Looking at Xiahou's guarded appearance, as if there was a hint of wind and grass ready to pounce, Gao Han said lightly.

"Exactly! Your Excellency? ”

Xia Hou's mind was spinning wildly, recalling whether he had seen such a master, but no matter how he remembered, he couldn't remember that he had seen such a top master0 ...

Gao Han smiled, and said in his heart that you haven't seen me, but I have been famous for you for a long time, and I was confused to death by Xiao Qian before my strength was actually exerted.

Judging from the original plot, this Xiahou is a martial artist like Zuo Ce, but unlike Zuo Ce, Xiahou attaches great importance to fame and fortune, and is bent on Yan Chixia to compete for the title of the world's first swordsman, but with Yan Chixia seven battles and seven defeats, it stands to reason that ordinary people have long been crushed by the blow, but this Xiahou's heart is as firm as a rock, and he has a mentality of biting Qingshan and not relaxing.

However, although this Xiahou attaches great importance to fame and fortune, he is only hot-tempered, not a murderous person, Ning Caichen personally saw that he killed so many people, according to the general process, the next thing is to kill people, but Xiahou did not make a move, and even sent a little kindness - gave Ning Caichen a bun............

Judging from Gao Han's thoughts and emotions when he glanced at Ning Caichen, he did not have the slightest malice towards Ning Caichen, and he was only vigilant and vigilant against Gao Han.

"Your martial arts strength is not weak, but you are blinded by fame and fortune, with your state, even if your heart is a hundred times firmer than the rock, ten thousand times, I conclude that you are by no means Yan Chixia's opponent."

Gao Han answered the 3.9 question, his voice was very flat, his tone was not sarcastic, not ridicule, just telling one thing, but listening to Xia Hou's ears, but it made him shake his heart, and his face changed uncertainly.

He lost in the hands of Yan Chixia seven times, but the more he lost, the more he longed for the title of the world's number one swordsman in his heart, and many people were also laughing at him for not being self-sufficient, but he also disdained the words and deeds of those people.

But Gao Han's strength was recognized by him, and the person who said it shocked him, and couldn't help muttering: "However, Yan Chixia is my goal, and the world's first swordsman is my goal, it is because of this goal that my strength will be so refined, if there is no such goal..."

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