Lin Bianyu was not annoyed by what Wang Hao said, he calmly said: "You said yesterday that you want to compete with the most powerful swordsman in Kunlun, if you can't even block my sword, what qualifications do you have? As high as Fei?"
If Wang Hao was just a villain who knew that Lin Rufei was weak and sick and had never practiced swordsmanship, so he wanted to take advantage of his fame, and died under Lin Bianyu's sword, it would not be an injustice.
However, last night, Wang Hao proved his strength in front of Lin Bianyu.
Wang Hao is indeed powerful, and his swordsmanship style is treacherous, so he is more suitable for sneak attack by assassins, rather than such an upright sword-fighting. If it is said that on the broad sword platform, Lin Bianyu still has a seven-point chance of winning, but if it is in a place with complicated terrain at night, the odds of winning are only three points.
That was the case last night.
Lin Bianyu failed miserably.
Wang Hao didn't want to waste any more time, turned his head to look at Lin Rufei, raised his hand to take the sword.
Lin Bianyu had seen the sword last night. The sword was three feet long and two inches wide. It was blue in color and had a black python pattern on it. It was held in his hand like a soft green snake that could easily take a person's life.
Lin Bian nearly died under this sword last night. Unlike ordinary famous swords, this is a weapon specially used to kill people.
Wang Hao pulled out the blade, the blade was snow-white, and there was a unique fishy smell, which smelled like fresh blood.
The spring breeze, wrapped in a fishy smell, slapped Lin Rufei's cheek, Wang Hao smiled, and said in a gentle voice like a lover, "It's called Qingthorn, please, Young Master Lin."
Lin Minshang stepped forward and stood beside Lin Rufei. He whispered, "Rufei, wait a minute, I called Gu Feiyu to bring Chongfeng over, he should be there soon."
Lin Minzhi didn't go to the night party with Wang Hao, he thought of a more euphemistic way.
In the attic of Jiantai that day, Lin Rufei used Chongfeng to cut off the Kunlun North Peak with a single sword. Presumably Chongfeng and Lin Rufei had some fate.
Although I don't know if Lin Rufei can still use the heavy front now, it is better than going to the sword stage empty-handed.
Lin Rufei knew that Chong Feng was not her own sword. He was about to say something, but he felt his wheelchair being pushed by a pair of hands, he turned his head and saw that there was no one behind him.
"Ru Fei—" Lin Minzhi was stunned, he thought it was Lin Rufei sliding the wheelchair.
"Big brother, it's okay." Lin Rufei thought of something and comforted softly, "Don't worry."
"Little Leek—" Lin Bianyu anxiously even called out Lin Rufei's nickname.
Lin Rufei turned her back to Lin Bianyu, waved her hand, but did not speak. He was afraid that he would say too much, which would make the two even more worried.
Someone was with him, and although everyone couldn't see that person, his heart settled down.
Even Wang Xing, who might kill him on the sword stage, is not so scary anymore.
Lin Rufei smiled lightly.
Wang Hao liked the expression on Lin Rufei's face very much. He had compared swords with many people, and also took many heads. When these people faced him, they would show the fear hidden in their bones.
Beasts are very sensitive to these emotions, and Wang Xian can see through their disguises at a glance.
But Lin Rufei seemed to be a little special. He looks handsome, but he is very thin. He can clearly see it clearly. The fragile curvature of his neck and the faint blue blood vessels on it. The white neck is an attractive part. Wang Li likes to watch it being gently cut open. , splashing bright red liquid, this imagination excites him, but also brings fear to the enemy.
Lin Rufei didn't seem to be able to feel the negative emotions in Wang Hao. He was very calm, and looked at Wang Hao with paler pupils than ordinary people. He was neither afraid nor excited. Weird weeds.
This kind of indifference made Wang Li interested. He raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a face belonging to an alien race. This face was a bit too young, but he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, the most striking thing was the pair of Ice green eyes.
It was the first time that Lin Rufei saw such cold eyes, like ice sinking at the bottom of a lake, unable to keep a trace of temperature.
"Twenty-three years ago, a son was born on Mount Kunlun. On that day, the rays of light turned into flaming birds and circled Kunlun until it was night, and then gradually dissipated." Wang Hao's voice was hoarse, staring at Lin Rufei's eyes as if he was staring at him. A long-awaited prey, the only reason left in the pupils began to gradually dissipate, leaving only the excitement of the beast, "My master told me that there is one more person in this world who can kill my king!"
Lin Rufei was expressionless.
"Thousands of birds chasing the phoenix is a vision that Tianjun only had when he was born. Since you, Lin Rufei, have it, although you can't compare to Tianjun, it won't be too much worse." Wang Hao said, "that day under the bridge. See, I know that I have not found the wrong person - Lin Rufei, you are very strong!"
Lin Rufei looked at Wang Hao, he was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was as pale as snow on the top of a mountain.
What he should be afraid of, if the person in front of him can beat Lin Bianyu, he will definitely be an opponent he can't match. But Lin Rufei was not afraid. Not only was he not afraid, but he raised his hand to support his chin, and looked at the enemy standing opposite him so indifferently.
It was the first time that Fu Hua saw Lin Rufei who looked like this. Compared to him in normal times, it seemed very strange. However, at this moment, Fu Hua couldn't help thinking too much. She could smell the more and more intense smell on Wang Hao's body. The smell of blood, as if they had just killed countless wild animals, slit their throats, and soaked their blood in the smell of the land.
Yurui's cultivation base was the lowest, and she couldn't help but vomit.
Fu Hua was also pale.
But Lin Rufei, who was sitting opposite Wang Hao, remained indifferent. He really couldn't smell the fishy smell. His nostrils were full of the faint fragrance of peach blossoms. The person who had been with him all along appeared behind him, his hand lightly placed on his shoulder, and his voice was slightly cold. , he said: "Xiao Jiu is angry?"
Lin Rufei didn't answer. He knew that everyone present could not see the person behind him, nor could they hear his questioning.
"You should be angry. What kind of cat or dog is worthy of ranting in front of you." The man lowered his head and approached Lin Rufei's ear. The black hair fell on Lin Rufei's neck, bringing a few strands Itchy, he whispered, "Go, I'm here." After he finished speaking, he turned into a gust of wind, mixed with rustling peach petals, covering the entire sword platform.
The sudden appearance of peach petals covered the entire sword platform like this, and the fresh fragrance suppressed the strong bloody smell on Wang Hao's body abruptly.
Wang Hao stared at Lin Rufei, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his green eyes. The firelight gathered and rolled in his eyes, and finally brewed into a monstrous anger. The green thorns were unsheathed, and Wang Hao made the first sword.
In an instant, four cyan sword lights erupted out, wrapping the wind and thunder, and slashing towards Lin Rufei. The turbulent sword momentum actually caused the resonance of the sky, and thunder broke out, and the originally clear sky was instantly covered with thick dark clouds, interspersed with golden leads, as if the heaven and the earth were upside down.
The peach blossoms that originally covered the sword platform were blown into the air by the gust of wind. Lin Rufei sat in the rain of flowers in the sky, with no sorrow and no liking, like a sitting Buddha.
The cyan sword qi was like a predatory tiger, and it was about to pounce on his face when he saw it. This sword light was even more terrifying than the poison. As long as it got on it, it would be torn to shreds.
The time in Lin Rufei's eyes froze, Wang Hao's movements were extremely slow in his eyes, even including the swift tiger-like azure sword energy, which seemed to be squirming, Lin Rufei raised her hand, and the middle and index fingers were lightly clamped. A peach petal that was blown up, he tilted his head slightly, and flew out the petals in his hand like a blade.
The petals instantly turned into blood-red sword energy and swooped toward the blue sword energy.
The two swords collided, first there was a loud noise that shook the sky, and then everything was quiet. The ears of Fuhua standing beside the sword platform were buzzing. She turned her head blankly and saw Yurui's mouth opening and closing. , but there was no sound. Immediately, she felt as if something moistened her ears, raised her hand to wipe it, and saw that her fingers were stained with bright red blood.
The same goes for Yurui beside him.
This level of competition is not something they can watch.
It was just the first sword, and their ears were already deafened.
On the stage, Wang Hao's pupils stood up, and indistinct scales began to appear on both sides of his cheeks. He looked at Lin Rufei on the other side of the sword platform, and his voice was hoarse: "I just want to know, why Master would praise someone who has never met before. After all these years, Lin Rufei is just a name, but a real person can't compare to a name?"
Lin Rufei said, "I don't know you, nor your master."
"Of course you don't know." Wang Zong said coldly, "But I have known you for twenty-three years."
Lin Rufei laughed, and looked at Wang Hao, as if looking at a troubled child: "So what?"
However, Wang Hao seemed to be stimulated by Lin Rufei's smile, he roared: "How? As long as today is over, all of you Lin family disciples and the entire Kunlun faction will remember my name, Wang Hao! I killed you! Lin Rufei, I am the most powerful sword immortal!"
Lin Rufei said: "You have already made a sword, now it's my turn."
He didn't deliberately put on a heavy tone, but Wang Lin's heart shrank for no reason, and he involuntarily took a step back, as if a wild beast reacted involuntarily when it found a deadly enemy, and Wang Li's green pupils shrank suddenly.
A thin and slender peach branch appeared out of nowhere in the air.
Lin Rufei understood it, raised her hand and held it.
Standing beside the sword platform, Lin Bianyu's pupils shrank slightly, and his injured cheeks turned a little whiter. He recognized the bunch of peach branches that he had secretly left from the peach tree before.
Because of this, he was also tripped over by a peach tree.
At this time, the seemingly innocuous peach branch appeared in Lin Rufei's hands, but it turned into a terrifying existence.
The thick dark clouds above Lin Rufei's head began to gather into a huge storm, and the strong wind even started to uproot the surrounding trees.
However, Lin Rufei sat on the sword platform as steady as a mountain. He raised his hand and swung a sword lightly.