The cold wind was blowing like a knife, and Chen Feng couldn't feel the chill on his body anymore, but his heart was already full of coldness. Pen %fun %Ge www.biquge.info This cold is not the cold wind, nor the weather, but the person in front of him, this person named Ye Qiubai.

At this time, Ye Qiubai had already walked in front of Chen Feng, and seeing that Chen Feng had no intention of escaping, he couldn't help but glance at it in his heart, but his expression was unwavering.

Ye Qiubai stopped when he walked to a distance of about five zhang from Chen Feng.

Wuzhang, this is the most suitable distance for strange warriors to meet.

Ye Qiubai stared at Chen Feng for a long time, and saw that although Chen Feng's face was pale, he did not flinch in his expression, but was indescribably calm and calm, as if he was not being chased and killed at this moment, but was fighting against a chess opponent, if he hadn't seen that the person in front of him had done something inferior to a beast in the woods, he might have respected the person in front of him a little bit at this moment.

But now there is only disgust and hatred in my heart.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" Ye Qiubai put away his thoughts, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he asked coldly.

"Chen Feng." Chen Feng did not hesitate, and said lightly: "I have heard the name of [Immortal Danfeng] Ye Qiubai for a long time, today can be regarded as the second time you and I meet, and maybe the last time we meet." ”

Ye Qiubai didn't admit this point of view, but he didn't deny it either, he stared at Chen Feng in a cold tone, and asked, "I came here today just to ask Brother Chen a few questions about the killing of the [Gongzi Swordsman]." ”

Chen Feng didn't answer, but he didn't refuse either, just looked at Ye Qiubai quietly.

"Did you kill Ye Chen?"

Chen Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." ”

Ye Qiubai's tone still did not fluctuate at all, and he said, "Why did you want to kill him?" ”

Chen Feng still groaned for a while, and said, "Fighting for the wind is jealous." ”

Ye Qiubai looked at Chen Feng and was silent for a long time, then he slowly spoke: "I carefully checked Ye Chen's wounds, he was killed by someone piercing his chest with a sword from behind, if Your Excellency and he killed him in a duel, I naturally would not interfere in this matter, but Your Excellency is secretly plotting, then I can't ignore it." ”

Chen Feng nodded, it was a matter of course to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives. Although he is a traverser, he also thinks that this kind of thing is natural, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong, in his previous life, he has always envied the kind of martial arts world of happiness and revenge, but it is a pity that although he has crossed into such a world, he did not expect that he became the character who should be killed.

He took a deep breath, put away his troubled thoughts, stared at Ye Qiubai and said, "I understand what you mean, when I saw Your Excellency just now, I already knew that this battle was inevitable. ”

It is a matter of course to repay debts and pay for people's lives, since the son-in-law swordsman Ye Chen was killed by him, then he naturally has nothing to quibble. Now, if you want to survive, you can only fight with the three-foot green edge in your hand.

Ye Qiubai looked at Chen Feng, he didn't speak, but from Chen Feng's eyes, he could also see what Chen Feng meant, he arched his hand at Chen Feng, and said, "Please." ”

The words are finished, and the only way to do it is to use the sword.

Ye Qiubai originally wanted to give Chen Feng a few days to recuperate from his injuries and then have a fair fight, but seeing Chen Feng's indifferent eyes, he immediately dispelled this idea.

Some people would rather die than receive the favor of others. Although he only has a few encounters with Chen Feng, he can also see that Chen Feng is this kind of person.

So he only said one word of please.

Isn't it a sign of respect for the opponent? It is obvious that Ye Qiubai has regarded Chen Feng as an opponent, not a target to kill.

Chen Feng was not stupid, he also felt Ye Qiubai's emotional changes at that moment, although a flash of gratitude flashed in his heart, it was still pressed in his heart, even if he was grateful to Ye Qiubai at this moment, he couldn't shake in any way.

Ye Qiubai came for revenge, and his martial arts attainments are rare in the world, and now he is seriously injured, and his strength is almost exhausted, so if he is grateful and fights Ye Qiubai, it can only be certain death.

Chen Feng didn't say anything, at this moment the words were exhausted, only the sword.

For a moment, he exuded an indescribable cold temperament, his hand was already holding the sword, and a pair of eyes stared coldly at Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai's expression was still calm, but his heart was already solemn, and his eyes became sharper and sharper, staring at Chen Feng coldly.

Ye Qiubai was waiting, he was waiting for Chen Feng to come out with his sword.

He could see that Chu Feng had been severely injured, so he was willing to give Chen Feng a chance to use his sword.

Chen Feng was also waiting, he was not waiting for Ye Qiubai to take out the sword, but looking for the flaws in Ye Qiubai's body. Before his momentum changed just now, he could find one or two flaws in Ye Qiubai's body, but at this moment, he couldn't find any flaws.

Time is like water, fleeting.

Chen Feng's face also became paler with the passage of time, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, if he didn't make a move at this moment, there would be no chance to make a move, the strength of his body was rapidly depleting, he could clearly feel the passage of strength, now he only had to wait for another half an hour, even if Ye Qiubai didn't make a sword, he would only have one defeat.

And defeat is death, Chen Feng doesn't want to die yet, so he can only use his sword.

Sonor!

The cold light flashed, the chill in the woods was even heavier, the sword was already unsheathed, and it had poked in front of Ye Qiubai's throat in the blink of an eye.

This sword was extremely fast, steady, and accurate, and the moment the sword was swung, it made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Ye Qiubai's swordsmanship was excellent, and he didn't lose his mind at this moment, but even so, this sword almost killed him.

If he didn't have a sword in his hand, Ye Qiubai wouldn't be sure that he could escape from this sword, but he had a sword in his hand.

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword light flashed, and the two swords collided in the air with a piercing collision.

Chen Feng flew back three steps, unloaded the strength of his body, and then attacked Ye Qiubai with his sword again. He knew that there was only one death to escape at this moment, and if he could defeat Ye Qiubai, he would have a chance of surviving.

Under the cold moon, the sword light flashed, and the cold sword aura and murderous aura filled the woods.

Chen Feng attacked with a fast sword and stabbed out thirteen swords in one go.

Ye Qiubai's body dodged and swam away, and at the same time, he also returned the thirteen swords.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had stabbed at least thirty or forty swords, and after thirteen moves.

After thirteen moves, Chen Feng felt that his strength was gradually exhausted, and at most three moves his strength would be completely exhausted, and then he would only die, but he had no other way but to give it a go.

Three moves, twenty-one swords.

Ye Qiubai blocked twenty swords, and another sword stabbed his left shoulder, although blood flowed, but it was only a minor injury.

Ye Qiubai looked at Chen Feng, who was pale, although he was helpless in his heart, but since the sword was out, how could he take it back?

A sword flew and stabbed at Chen Feng's throat like lightning.

Chen Feng leaned on his sword and knelt on one knee, panting for breath.

Ye Qiubai's sword is not very clever, he has at least seventeen or eighteen ways to dodge, but at this moment, he can't even use one method.

A mouthful of blood spit out, looking at the sword that struck by lightning and the sword qi that came one after another, Chen Feng smiled bitterly: I will die just after crossing, I may be the most tragic traverser in history.