Seeing that Han Sen had walked up to the fourth layer, Qiu Ping also followed with a strange expression. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Sen asked where the entrance to the fifth floor was, and wanted to go directly to the fifth floor.

But before he had walked a long street, he saw Qiu Ping appear in front of him and block his way.

"Are you really going to the fifth layer?" Qiu Ping asked, staring at Han Sen.

Han Sen nodded slightly: "If you don't go to the fifth layer to find that female alien spirit, how can you find out the truth?"

"Okay, it's never too late to pick me up and go again. Qiu Ping pulled out his knife, and the momentum on his body was like a calm sea, and there was not a trace of waves in sight.

But this extreme calmness gives people a sense of depression before the storm.

Han Sen's expression was slightly solemn, he didn't really think very highly of Qiu Ping, it wasn't that Han Sen's strength swelled after it went up, but Han Sen had already seen many humans who opened the high-level gene lock after accepting the alien spirit gene, and their strength was much worse than the human who really opened the gene lock by himself.

Since Qiu Ping is the eighth genetic lock opened by the alien gene, generally speaking, his strength is the level of the seventh genetic lock of a normal human being, and it may even be even 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 real master, it doesn't matter how strong he is, just look at the realm of his sword, you know that he is a real powerhouse who is strong from the heart.

Han Sen looked at Qiu Ping with a solemn expression, the Dongxuan aura had already enveloped the entire area, but Han Sen was not able to sense Qiu Ping's qi, nor could he hear his heart.

Qiu Ping is like a real ocean, vast and unfathomable, as if it can contain all the good and evil in the world.

In the next moment, Qiu Ping's body surged with monstrous flames, and the formless and substantiated but violent sword qi surged on his body, like revealing a hideous sea.

With a knife out, the sea and the sky change.

Han Sen watched Qiu Ping slash at him, but his heart trembled inexplicably.

He has seen a lot of masters, and he has seen a lot of strong blows, although Qiu Ping's knife is not as gorgeous and decisive as Itomu, but there is a kind of calm and danger that breeds danger.

Sniff the roses, and there is a tiger in your heart.

Qiu Ping's seemingly ordinary knife, but it has the simplicity of washing away the lead, no sharp momentum, no dazzling skills, this knife is naturally unbelievable.

But in this simple knife, it gives people a kind of vastness that embraces all rivers.

If it was a sharp sword, Han Sen could find a way to resist it, if it was a bomb, Han Sen could dodge, but it was a sea, but it made people feel helpless, because it really contained too many things, and it could not be dealt with by a single skill.

An unpretentious and profoundly restrained knife, Han Sen was really curious about what kind of man could practice such a knife.

If Itogi's knife is the only attachment of absolute love, the knife of unbridled obsession, then Qiu Ping's knife is a calm knife after reading the vicissitudes of the world, as if no matter what predicament it faces, this knife can open a way for the most effective way to cut through thorns and thorns.

Faced with such a knife, Han Sen actually had the feeling of not knowing how to deal with it for the first time.

No matter what kind of strength and ability, there will be a way to crack it, and this sentence applies to any technique.

But before this knife, not to mention cracking, there is no clue at all about how to deal with it.

It's not that Qiu Dao's knife technique is unsolvable, but his knife technique doesn't have a qualitative character at all, and it changes with the wind, which is a man's open-mindedness and precipitation after experiencing countless ups and downs.

Looking at this knife, Han Sen suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Ever since he cultivated the Cave Sutra, he had a strong ability to control and foresee within the area of the Cave Sutra, and he also enjoyed and relied on this ability more and more.

However, even if it is a true person who is through the mysteries, I am afraid it will be difficult to fully penetrate the omniscience and omnipotence of the heavens, just like the founder of the Cave Mystery Sutra, he has calculated the heavenly opportunities, and I am afraid that he will not expect to die in the shelter of the first god after ascending.

This world is too vast, instead of thinking about how to control the heavens and the earth, it is better to control yourself first, if a person who can't even control himself well, what else can he talk about controlling the heavens and the earth.

"Do you want to be yourself?" Han Sen looked at the knife, a rare clarity in his heart, every cell in his body, every inch of skin, and even every strand of hair were reflected in Han Sen's heart like a shadow in the mirror.

Click!

In that instant, Han Sen felt that a certain shackle in his body seemed to be broken, and then he felt a strange power permeate his body, and it was actually the Cave Xuan Sutra that broke through the sixth level and opened the sixth genetic lock.

"I used to focus too much on what my opponent would do and neglect what I could do. Han Sen knew in his heart, looking at Qiu Ping's slash that was already close to the center of his eyebrows, but he no longer wavered or confused.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to pierce the center of Han Sen's eyebrows, Han Sen's palm was slightly raised, and his middle and index fingers 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, trembling between Han Sen's fingers, but he was never able to advance even half an inch.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qiu Ping's eyes, and he randomly withdrew the knife in his hand.

Han Sen's fingers were also retracted, and he looked at Qiu Ping like an ancient well without waves in his heart.

"The person you're looking for is an Emperor Spirit. Chu Ping left a word, and then turned to leave.

Han Sen looked at Qiu Ping with a strange expression, he understood what Qiu Ping meant, that female spirit turned out to be an emperor spirit, although it was difficult to make people believe it, but Han Sen felt that it seemed that this was the only way to do it.

Qiu Ping should have known that Zhang Yuchen didn't do anything to be sorry for him, but he was forced to be helpless, so he could only pretend not to know, and he might even do this to save Zhang Yuchen's life.

I am afraid that what he has paid and endured is more than Zhang Yuchen, but this man has never said anything, just like his knife skills, silently tolerating everything.

Qiu Ping told him that Ah Yan was an emperor spirit, and that he decided whether to go to the fifth layer of the tree cave or not.

There was no unnecessary persuasion, just let him weigh it himself, and after that blow, Han Sen understood Qiu Ping's knife, and Qiu Ping also recognized that Han Sen had his own judgment.

"This is very interesting, I want to see what kind of strange spirit that Ah Yan is, and can make a man like Qiu Ping endure it so much. Han Sen strode towards the entrance of the fifth floor.