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The wind has not stopped, the rain has not stopped, and the blood has not stopped.

The wind blows, the rain falls, and the blood drops.

Blood fell down the tip of the sword in the strong wind, and landed on the body of the Central Plains Yihong.

The blood fell on the body of Zhongyuan Yihong, but the blood was not the blood on Zhongyuan Yihong's body, but the sword was his sword.

His sword had already pierced into Chen Feng's left shoulder, only an inch.

The precision of his sword, his understanding of the structure of human organs is unparalleled in the world, and this sword he was originally going to pierce Chen Feng's heart.

It only takes one inch and three points, and it is enough to kill a person. He knew the sword very well, and he also knew people very well, so he only used the force of the sword to stab one inch and three points, and he believed that the sword stab was enough to kill Chen Feng, and in fact, the result was indeed the same.

The moment the sword stabbed out, he was already ready to buy a coffin for Chen Feng, the best coffin.

In his opinion, Chen Feng is a swordsman, and he is also a very special person to him, he never treats this kind of person badly, not to mention that he is an extremely trustworthy person.

It's just that at the last moment when this sword stabbed out, he changed the direction of the sword and stabbed into Chen Feng's left shoulder, only an inch.

He had already made up his mind to kill Chen Feng, but the moment before the sword stabbed out, a chill had already appeared on his neck, a chill that was not heavy but could still be captured.

He caught the slightest chill that he could barely feel, and so he saw a sword, a silver-white sword.

The body of the sword is silvery, the hilt is silvery, and even the hand holding the sword is white.

The sword stopped steadily at a throat of no more than half an inch, and the sword stopped suddenly, and when the sword stopped, the sword body did not shake at all.

An incredible light flashed in Zhongyuan's red eyes, at this time he could have killed Chen Feng, but at this moment he subconsciously controlled the sword, so he only pierced Chen Feng's left shoulder, but did not pierce Chen Feng's heart.

Therefore, Chen Feng did not die, and the Central Plains did not die at all.

The wind blows, the rain falls.

At this time, the wind blew for a long time, and finally began to blow Chen Feng, a little red clothes in the Central Plains,

The rain fell, and at this time the clothes of the two were finally wet.

Two people, two pairs of eyes staring at each other.

The red eyes of the Central Plains are as cold as ice and snow, cold as a sword, and incredibly cold. At this moment, if the red eyes of the Central Plains can be turned into substance, the eyes have broken through Chen Feng's heart, ask why Chen Feng stopped, why didn't he kill him? Why the dry stop? Why not be afraid of dying under his sword?

Chen Feng also looked at the Central Plains a little red, but there was a faint smile on his face, and there was also a faint smile in his eyes.

His eyes were different from Hu Jinsleeve's.

Hu Jinsleeve's smiling eyes can melt people's souls, like the scorching sun in summer. Chen Feng's eyes were like the wind, a gentle wind.

The two swords are still pointing at each other, as long as they go one inch further, whether it is a little red in the Central Plains or Chen Feng will die under the other party's sword, but neither a little red in the Central Plains nor Chen Feng have such a move.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and I don't know how long it was, Chen Feng's hand, his hand holding the sword.

Zhong Yuan didn't move a little red, but his eyes were no longer looking at Chen Feng's person, they were already staring at Chen Feng's sword. At this moment, he hoped that Chen Feng would pierce his throat with a sword, and when this sword pierced his throat, he would not make any moves, let alone fight back against Chen Feng.

The sword was moving, but Nakahara was not moving.

Chen Feng moved, his sword was moving, moving very fast, so even if the Central Plains was a little red, he only saw an afterimage flashing in front of his throat, and he felt an unforgettable chill, but he still didn't move.

The chill had not disappeared in his heart, there was a sonorous sound, the sword was already in the scabbard, Chen Feng took a step back, his body retreated from the sword, skillfully sealed the acupoints on his body, and looked down at the sword that pierced his chest.

The sword of the Central Plains is a little red, like his sword, which is white and silver-white.

The killer's sword body is generally better to use black, because the black sword does not shine in the dark night, but the sword that is a little red in the Central Plains is white and silvery-white.

It's just that the tip of this silver-white sword has a faint color of blood on it.

The color of blood slashed from the tip of the sword all the way down the hilt, leaving an extremely faint but still visible streak of blood.

Looking at the blood stains on the sword's body, Chen Feng laughed and laughed.

Anyone could see that Chen Feng was very happy, and he was really happy, and he looked at the Central Plains a little red.

Zhongyuan Yihong was still expressionless, but his eyes were sharper than a sword, but Chen Feng could still see a trace of emotion in Zhongyuan Yihong's eyes, which were colder than ice and snow.

No matter what kind of thing happens to him, he will definitely not be calmer than Zhongyuan Yihong, and no one can be completely emotionless, completely expressionless, unless it is not a person at all.

Chen Feng had a bright smile on his face, his eyes had moved from the sword to the sword's owner, Zhong Yuan Yihong, he said: "I know that you never waste any strength when you kill, and I also know that you have never missed a kill, I also know that anyone who is killed by you will never leave too much blood on their bodies, they only have a little bright red on their bodies, no matter what part you stab that person, they will only leave a little blood on their bodies." ”

He smiled brighter as he spoke, "but I am the exception, I seem to be the only exception so far, I have been struck by your sword, but the wound on my body is not a bloodstain, but a string of blood. There was no hiding in his tone of pleasure.

Zhongyuan Yihong didn't have any expression, he said coldly: "There are only two results for killers to kill, there is nothing strange about this, you had the opportunity to kill me, but you didn't kill me." ”

Chen Feng didn't deny it, and he didn't need to deny it, he looked at the Central Plains and said with a little red: "Yes, I won the battle just now, but I didn't kill you." ”

A little red eyebrows flashed at the corners of Zhongyuan, and his tone was cold, like a terrible ghost from hell, with an indescribable killing intent and resentment: "Why don't you kill me?" ”

There are not many people in the world who ask such questions, and few people in the world want to die. Zhongyuan is naturally reluctant to die, but at this moment, he wants to ask this question, he can die, but he must not live so undignified.

Chen Feng smiled brightly, with unparalleled confidence in his eyes, and said slowly, word by word: "Because I know that if I don't kill you, you will definitely not kill me, not to mention that I don't want to kill you in the first place." ”

Zhongyuan Yihong's laughter was colder, and the resentment in his eyes was heavier, he was already an extreme person, and at this moment there was an indescribable anger in his laughter: "Why do you think I won't kill you?" ”

Chen Feng smiled calmly, he looked at the Central Plains and said lightly: "Because you are the Central Plains a little red." ”

Zhongyuan's red hand trembled slightly, his hand has always been very steady, even if he chopped off his hand with a knife, he would not tremble, but at this moment, he was already trembling.

At this moment, Zhongyuan's red hand was not only trembling, but his heart was also trembling, and a face with a mask of disastrous human skin revealed unprecedented excitement and complicated emotions.

The sword was still in his hand, but now his sword was already shaking.

Although he only trembled slightly, anyone could tell that he was very emotional.

It was the second time in his life that he had shown such excitement, the first time it was despair, and the first time his new one had been so excited, it was completely frozen.

But this time it was not despair, the heart that had been frozen for many years had already felt an indescribable emotion, and the heart in the ice finally felt a trace of warmth from the outside world.

The sword flashed, and the sword was back in its sheath.

Zhongyuan stared at Chen Feng with a little red, and said word by word: "From now on, I will never attack you again." ”

Chen Feng smiled, he believed that the Central Plains was a little red, although in this life he was only in contact with the Central Plains a little red for the second time, but he was willing to believe that the Central Plains was a little red, which was inevitably because of the factors of reading the legend of Chu Liuxiang in his previous life.

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "I believe, but it's not enough, I still want to ask you to help me do something?" ”

"What's the matter?" The Central Plains said coldly.

"Come with me to Qilian Mountain to meet the Jade Rakshasa ."