Feng Chengyu tightened his muscles and looked at the woman in front of him alertly.
This woman is very young, her features are immature, her limbs are slender and slender, perhaps just a girl who is not even twenty years old.
Just a few days ago, he saw such a seemingly weak girl leap out of the flames like a cheetah, and cut off the four hooves of the monster with one knife.
Feng Chengyu was born into a family of martial arts. In his home village, it is popular for children to practice martial arts in the whole village, and many national-level martial arts athletes and martial arts coaches have been produced.
Even in their village, he was a child, and no one could fight him since he was a child. After growing up, his life went very smoothly, and he became a national martial arts athlete at a young age.
Whether it is the elders who came to the family or the friends around him, those around him always praised and boasted about him. But few people know that he is not very interested in this kind of performance-oriented competition.
What he really longed for in his heart was only a fight, a hearty fight.
Only that kind of real fighting can make him indulge in it, and it will not be a waste of him to practice hard from morning to night since he was a child.
But in modern society, there are too few people who love ancient Chinese martial arts, and there are even fewer opponents who can compete with him. Even after the apocalypse, all kinds of talented people gathered at the base, but none of the saints who could compete with him in martial arts appeared.
The woman in front of her holding a pair of knives is a rare martial arts master, and a worthy opponent for him.
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for your help that day. But it is impossible for me to give up the fourth-order demon." Feng Chengyu raised the wide and huge black knife in his hand, "If you lose, just hand over Demon, I will not take your life."
Chu Qianxun said with a smile, "Really? Thank you then."
Such a young woman shows a gentle and sweet smile, and when she speaks in a crisp voice, it is inevitable that people will relax their vigilance.
And just at the moment when Feng Chengyu was slightly relaxed, Chu Qianxun, who was still smiling like a flower just now, had already rushed over. She was in the air, and her amber double-edged blades turned into seven or eight crescent-shaped knife shadows, densely Feng Chengyu attacked towards the ground.
Feng Chengyu didn't expect that Chu Qianxun would fight when he said he would fight, and he started to attack with a slap in the face, and he was half a point slower when he received the move.
"Fairy Wood"
The powerful blade, carrying the strong wind, slammed into the blade of his black blade one after another, making a humming sound. Feng Chengyu's hands were numb, and he took a few steps back before he could stabilize his feet.
He was extremely surprised. He knew that Chu Qianxun was very fast, and thought that this was a saint who was known for his speed, but he never imagined that her slender body also contained a power comparable to his.
Moreover, her swordsmanship is different from the opponents she has played against in the past. There is no trace of any martial arts school, and every move is not a bit of extra tricks. Every move is attacking the key points. It is completely a battle for life in the battlefield.
"It's a good time!" Feng Chengyu was not afraid to rejoice, and the blood in his heart boiled.
The black shadow of the sword unfolded, and there was ferocity in its strength. The dull sword light that was hard to catch was layered upon layers, like a fierce beast out of its cage, rushing towards Chu Qianxun with its fangs and claws.
Chu Qianxun did not flinch.
For a time, the yellow blade reached the black light, and the two swords fought against the beasts.
Feng Chengyu was shrouded in black light, and countless Dao Ming yellow blade shadows flashed back and forth around the black light. In the air, there was a sound of densely clashing weapons.
In the battle of the masters, the time difference was only one and a half minutes. Feng Chengyu, who had lost the opportunity, was always in a passive position under Chu Qianxun's fierce offensive.
"Damn, what's the situation?"
"Brother Feng was beaten by a woman?"
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Feng is telling her to tell her that she is a woman, let her do some tricks."
Feng Chengyudi's team members opened their mouths in disbelief. Although they quickly made an excuse for their captain, everyone watching the game actually knew in their hearts that the two of them were fighting desperately.
Xin Ziming's face was very ugly. He was very aware of Lao Feng's strength. In his heart, he felt that even if Feng Chengyu didn't use his abilities, he would never have any problem dealing with such an injured woman.
That's why he didn't object to Feng Chengyu's willful decision at first.
But he never imagined that there really is a woman in this world who can compete with Lao Feng by force alone.
Xin Ziming also keenly found that this woman was injured at first, but she not only became more and more brave, but her injuries even tended to heal gradually.
The serious injury Feng Chengyu suffered in Hulu Town has not yet recovered, but it is not suitable for a long battle.
Xin Ziming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the black pupils in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a strange white.
In Tu Yibai's mind, who was standing opposite him, everyone present did not have a clear shape, but a human-shaped light and shadow with different strengths and weak colors.
At this time, he suddenly "saw" the spiritual saint of the enemy camp, a white light flashed from his eyes, and that light that others could not see stretched out a thin white awn, towards Chu Qianxun's The location quickly stretched past.
If this person wants to attack Sister Qianxun, I have to block him. Tu Yibai said to himself.
Xin Ziming secretly used his pupil technique towards Chu Qianxun, he didn't need to control Chu Qianxun, as long as he could interfere with Chu Qianxun for a moment and let Feng Chengyu win.
But the moment his ability was released, it was blocked by an invisible barrier, which was a defensive barrier that only spiritual saints could make.
Xin Ziming turned his eyes to the blind boy in the opponent's position. The boy looked nervous, and the mental barrier he used to protect his companions was illusory and unstable. Obviously, he was not good at this.
Xin Ziming sneered, the white light in his eyes was bright, and he broke through the weak mental barrier of Tu Yibai in an instant.
There was a gunshot in the air, and five bullets shot out from the jungle in the shape of plum blossoms, heading straight for Xin Ziming.
Xin Ziming was startled and pulled away, but the bullets turned in the air and chased after him.
The steel saint beside him stood in front of him, and as soon as he raised his hand, he extended a circular steel shield in the air, only to hear the sound of ding ding ding, and five bullets were caught by the steel shield.
"Damn, I don't know whether to live or die." A raging flame ignited in front of the flame saint Akai. Before he could attack, yellow sand surged up on the ground, extinguishing his flame in an instant.
Feng Chengyu, who was in the battle, saw this scene and was distracted.
At this moment, the yellow blade broke through the black shadow and stabbed him in the face.
Feng Chengyu let out a loud shout, condensed black scales with one hand, grabbed the scarred yellow knife, only to hear a clanging sound, the yellow blade that had gone through countless battles was broken in two.
When the knife was broken, the girl's face had appeared by his side, and Feng Chengyu's corner of the eye could even catch a sneer at the corner of the girl's mouth.
Another cold yellow knife was placed on his neck.
The skin on Feng Chengyu's neck stood upright, and half of his face was covered with black scales that instantly grew.
But he knew he lost.
This knife has been placed on his neck for the second time. The last time he felt that the other party was taking advantage of others' danger.
This time he had nothing to say, if the opponent hadn't stopped just now, the blade could cut his neck before he gave birth to the armor.
"How? Are you still fighting?" Chu Qianxun stared at him coldly.
Feng Chengyu's face was ashen, and blue veins burst out on his forehead.
After a while, he stood up straight and said, "Stop it all."
"Old seal?"
"team leader?"
Feng Chengyu's team members were unwilling.
"Okay, it's me who lost, I'd like to admit defeat and let go."
After Feng Chengyu said this, he turned around and left.
Xin Ziming watched him leave the back, turned around after a while, and ordered Granny Feng and Jiang Xiaojie to be released.
He even stretched out his hand to Chu Qianxun calmly: "I admire and admire, women don't let men. Since Lao Feng has lost, we are willing to bet and admit defeat. Opportunity."
Chu Qianxun also smiled and shook hands with him: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk."
She hadn't heard of Feng Chengyu in her previous life, but Xin Ziming was a famous pupil in her previous life.
This person is not only powerful, but also has a particularly shrewd and calm mind. He has many thoughts and deep feelings, and never reveals his feelings.
Watching them leave.
Chu Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She looked down at the long sword that was left in her hand. The blade had already collapsed several gaps.
"Are you all right?" Chu Qianxun looked around at everyone's situation, and reached out to pull Ye Peitian who was sitting on the ground.
Ye Peitian suddenly avoided her hand, his face flushed red, and he stood up holding the trunk.
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