Seeing Han Sen walking up to the fourth floor, Qiu Ping followed him with a strange look on his face.
Han Sen asked about the entrance to the fifth floor and wanted to go directly to the fifth floor.
But before he walked through a long street, he saw Qiu Ping appearing in front, blocking his way.
"Are you really going to the fifth floor?" Qiu Ping asked, staring at Han Sen.
Han Sen nodded slightly: "If we don't go to the fifth floor to find the female supernatural spirit, how can we find out the truth?"
It's not too late to kill him with one knife." Qiu Ping pulled out the knife, and the aura on his body was like a calm sea, with not a single ripple in sight.
But this extreme calm gives people a sense of depression before the storm.
Han Sen's expression was slightly solemn. He didn't really think much of Qiu Ping at first. It wasn't that Han Sen's strength expanded as he got stronger, but that Han Sen had already seen many humans who had received the supernatural genes and unlocked high-level gene locks.
Their strength is much worse than that of humans who actually unlock the genetic lock on their own.
Since Qiu Ping is the eighth gene lock opened by the alien gene, generally speaking, his strength is at the level of the seventh gene lock of normal humans, and may even be worse.
But when he saw Qiu Ping holding the knife, Han Sen didn't even have a trace of contempt in his heart.
Qiu Ping is a master, a true master. It doesn't matter how strong he is. Just look at his skill with the sword and you will know that he is a truly strong man with a strong heart.
Han Sen looked at Qiu Ping solemnly. The Dongxuan aura had enveloped the entire area, but Han Sen was unable to sense Qiu Ping's aura and could not hear his voice.
Qiuping is like a real ocean, wide and unfathomable, as if it can accommodate all the beauty and evil in the world.
The next moment, fierce flames surged from Qiu Ping's body, and the invisible yet violent sword energy surged through his body like a ferocious sea.
With one strike of the sword, the sea and sky change.
Han Sen watched Qiu Ping slash with his sword, but his heart was inexplicably frightened.
He has seen quite a few masters, and has seen many powerful strikes. Although Qiu Ping's sword is not as gorgeous and decisive as Itomu's, it has a calmness that breeds danger.
Smell the rose carefully, and feel the tiger in your heart.
Qiu Ping's seemingly ordinary sword, but it has a simplicity that washes away all the glory. There is no sharp momentum or dazzling skills. This sword is naturally hard to believe.
However, this simple sword gives people a sense of vastness that embraces all rivers.
If it is a sharp sword, Han Sen can find a way to block it. If it is a bomb, Han Sen can dodge, but it is a sea, but it makes people feel helpless because it really contains too many things.
Things cannot be dealt with by relying on a single technique.
It was an unpretentious but profound and restrained sword. Han Sen was really curious about what kind of man could actually master such a sword.
If Itomu's sword is the only persistence of ruthlessness, and it is the sword of obsession that is pure and unstained, then Qiuping's sword is the sword of calmness after experiencing the vicissitudes of the world. It seems that no matter what difficulties it faces, this
A single cut can open a path for cutting through obstacles in the most effective way.
Facing such a knife, Han Sen felt that he didn't know how to deal with it for the first time.
No matter what kind of strength and ability it is, there will always be a way to break it. This sentence applies to any technique.
But before this knife, let alone cracking it, I had no idea how to deal with it.
It's not that Qiu Dao's sword skills are incomprehensible, but his sword skills have no definite character at all. They change according to the situation and move with the wind. This is the open-mindedness and precipitation of a man after experiencing countless ups and downs.
Looking at this knife, Han Sen suddenly felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.
Since practicing the Dongxuan Sutra, he has strong control and foresight within the area of the Dongxuan Sutra, and he enjoys and relies on this ability more and more.
But even a true master of the mysteries may not be able to fully understand the omniscience and omnipotence of Tianxuan. Just like the founder of the Dongxuan Sutra, even though he had calculated all the secrets of heaven, he probably never thought that he would die on the first place after ascending.
Within the sanctuary of God.
This world is too vast. Instead of thinking about how to control the world, it is better to control yourself first. If a person cannot control himself well, how can he control the world?
"Do you want to be yourself?" Han Sen looked at the knife, and felt a rare clarity in his heart. Every cell in his body, every inch of skin, and even every strand of hair was reflected in Han Sen like a shadow in a mirror.
's heart.
Click!
At that moment, Han Sen felt that a certain shackle in his body seemed to be broken, and then he felt strange power permeating his body. It turned out that the Dongxuan Sutra broke through the sixth level and opened the sixth genetic lock.
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"I used to pay too much attention to what my opponent would do, but I ignored what I could do." Han Sen understood clearly in his heart, and when he saw Qiu Ping's knife approaching his eyebrows, he was no longer shaken or confused at all.
At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to pierce Han Sen's eyebrow, Han Sen raised his palm slightly, and his middle finger and index finger actually caught Qiu Ping's knife.
In an instant, all the storms disappeared, and Qiu Ping's knife was frozen in front of Han Sen. It trembled like waves between Han Sen's fingers but could not move forward even half an inch.
A trace of surprise flashed in Qiu Ping's eyes, and he randomly took back the knife in his hand.
Han Sen also retracted his fingers and looked at Qiu Ping as though his heart was still in an ancient well.
"The person you are looking for is an emperor spirit." Qiu Ping left a few words, then turned and left.
Han Sen looked at Qiu Ping with a strange expression. He understood what Qiu Ping meant. The female supernatural spirit turned out to be an emperor spirit. Although it was hard to believe, Han Sen felt that this was the only way to go.
Qiu Ping should have known that Zhang Yuchen had done nothing wrong to him, but he had no choice but to pretend not to know. He might even do this to save Zhang Yuchen's life.
What he has given and endured is probably more than Zhang Yuchen, but this man never said anything, just like his sword skills, he tolerated everything silently.
Qiu Ping told him that Ayan was an emperor spirit, and it was up to him to decide whether to go to the fifth level of the tree cave.
There was no extra persuasion, just let him weigh it himself. After that blow, Han Sen understood Qiu Ping's sword, and Qiu Ping also recognized that Han Sen had his own judgment.
"This is really interesting. I want to see what kind of supernatural spirit that A Yan is that can make a man like Qiu Ping endure this." Han Sen strode towards the entrance of the fifth floor.