Chapter Ninety-Four, Go? Are you still walking?

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Many warriors were already standing upright, ignoring the biting cold wind, forgetting the goose feather snow falling from the sky, their eyes fixed on a person's hand, to be precise, they were staring at the token in a person's hand - the Rakshasa card.

And the owner of this hand is none other than Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled brightly, as if he had no idea of everyone's greedy gaze.

Greed is one of the most terrible traits in man, and it is enough to make one person go out of his way to get rid of another person in order to get something.

There are very few people in the world who can resist this kind of greed, and very few people in the world can resist this kind of greed.

Chu Feng swept over the forty or so people present, and before he could stand up, he had already calculated carefully, at least thirteen of these forty or so people were first-class masters in the world, and at least twenty-nine of them wanted to get the Rakshasa card in his hand.

Among the thirteen world-class masters, in addition to the Central Plains Yihong, Hu Jinsleeve, and Feng Siniang, there are ten people, and nine of these ten people have this kind of greedy eyes on their faces, and it is obvious that they are all ready to get this Rakshasa card.

Eleven Rakshasa cards have been taken away by Gongziyu, but Chu Feng also asked for a Rakshasa card, so this Rakshasa card and Chu Feng became the target of public criticism at this moment.

Zhongyuan Yihong stood in the crowd with a shabby hat, he had already reined in the killing intent on his body, so he looked almost like a normal person, but he still had an indescribable depression on his body, which made people dare not approach.

He had been staring around all the time, and he had also paid attention to Chu Feng's situation, his hand was placed near the hilt of the sword, ready to pull the hilt out of the scabbard at any time.

During this period, Zhongyuan Yihong had already prepared to draw the sword out of the sheath three times, but in the end, he did not pull the sword out of the scabbard once.

Zhongyuan Yihong has never been afraid of anyone, even those who are higher in martial arts than him have died under his sword, what can a person like him be afraid of?

He didn't draw his sword, not because he was afraid, but because Chu Feng firmly controlled the home power in his hands, so every time he wanted to draw his sword, he held back.

He knew his identity and his status in the hearts of the Jianghu people, and he couldn't make a move easily, so he didn't draw his sword three times.

This time, he was already ready to draw his sword, because in his opinion, Chu Feng was really difficult to control this situation, but he saw the indifferent smile on Chu Feng's face, so he still didn't draw his sword after all.

I don't know when, Zhongyuan Yihong has begun to believe in Chen Feng.

This is not a belief between ordinary friends, but a kind of trust and tacit understanding between confidants.

Feng Siniang and Hu Jinsleeve were the only two people who had an inexplicable relationship with Chen Feng among the many martial artists present, especially Hu Jinsleeve, her relationship with Chen Feng was very complicated, so complicated that even Hu Jinsleeve himself was difficult to explain.

She promised to save Chu Feng's life, she was ready to make a move even just now, but she didn't make a move after all, she saw the smile on Chu Feng's face, the kind of smile that made her want to punch her twice.

It is difficult for Chen Feng to suffer under this smile, at least so far she has never seen Chen Feng suffer under this smile.

And what about Feng Siniang?

Feng Siniang knew Chen Feng, but Chen Feng in front of her and Liu Suiyun in her mind who went to the palace with Xiao Shiyi Lang to steal treasures were obviously two people.

She was very curious about Chen Feng, she wanted to know how many skills Chen Feng had hidden in this person, and how much wisdom had been contained in her mind for more than a year, she wanted to know, so although her hand held the knife, she no longer moved.

And Feng Siniang's face showed a smile as bright as a flower.

Chen Feng didn't look at Feng Siniang, nor did he look at Hu Jinsleeve, and he didn't look at the Central Plains at all. Whether it is in his past life or this life, he doesn't like to pin his fate on others, so this time he didn't want to rely on anyone at all, not to mention that in his opinion, everything is still under control.

Chen Feng held the Rakshasa card high, then casually threw it on the ground, and said lightly: "I was originally going to give this Rakshasa card to a friend of mine, since you want this Rakshasa card, then I can give it to you, but I will tell my friend that this token is with you." ”

The crystal clear Rakshasa card lay on the ground, gradually drowning in the wind and snow.

The people who were still murderous and ready to snatch the Rakshasa card just now were stunned at this time. They didn't expect that Chen Feng would casually throw the Rakshasa card to them, it was like throwing garbage. If it weren't for the fact that they had seen the Fifth Prince of Long hand over the Rakshasa card to Chen Feng, and seeing that Chen Feng didn't have any chance of dropping the bag at all, they would almost all think that this token was fake.

But just when they were stunned, Chen Feng was already about to turn around and leave, he took two steps and suddenly stopped.

Chen Feng turned around and showed a bright smile on his face, and said, "I'll tell you that this Rakshasa card was originally booked by Miss Murong Qiudi." ”

The news was believed and doubted, but no one did not believe it.

Because now, it is rumored everywhere in Panshi Town that Chen Feng and Murong Qiudi, the eldest lady of the Murong family, went to Shenjian Villa to meet with Xie Wangsun and Xie Xiaofeng, the owners of Shenjian Villa.

If this token is given to Murong Qiudi, then this matter will be difficult to do, although Murong Qiudi is not the fiancée of the third young master of Shenjian Villa, but the Murong family is one of the four major families of martial arts, and there are very few people who can compare with the prestige in the rivers and lakes, not to mention that Murong Qiudi is beautiful in the world, gentle and virtuous, and there are more than how many young people in the rivers and lakes are willing to go to the soup for Murong Qiudi.

It would be a great trouble to provoke Murong Qiudi.

A group of people in the rivers and lakes who had burning eyes and wanted to win the Rakshasa card couldn't help but feel half cold.

Chen Feng smiled and looked at everyone's reactions, and continued to say slowly: "Actually, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you, Qiu Di originally didn't want the Rakshasa card to go to Qilian Mountain to watch the battle, but there was a person in the middle, so Qiu Di asked me for this Rakshasa card again, so to be precise, this Rakshasa card was given to that person." ”

"Who's that guy?" There was one person who couldn't help but ask what everyone was thinking.

With a faint smile on his face, Chen Feng said slowly: "Yan Thirteen." He said very slowly, and when he said the last word, the smile on Chen Feng's face turned cold, and at this moment, everyone seemed to feel a sharp sword inserted into their hearts.

This sword is naturally not Chen Feng, Chen Feng is not so famous in the rivers and lakes now, this sword is Yan Thirteen, to be precise, Yan Thirteen's prestige.

One of the top ten swordsmen in the world today, who is not afraid.

In an instant, Yan Shisan was like a shadow, cast over everyone.

Many people have already retreated.

Originally, they looked at the Rakshasa card with burning eyes, and at this moment, everyone wanted to avoid the Rakshasa card from afar, as if it was like a poisonous insect and beast, and even for them, it was more terrifying than a poisonous insect and beast.

How about Yan Thirteen's sword, few people have seen it, because most of the people who saw Yan Thirteen's sword are already dead, and who is willing to die?

Yan Thirteen is a person who likes to kill people and is a ruthless person, so who dares to offend Yan Thirteen and take Yan Thirteen's things?

Everyone was ready to retreat, ready to go.

But Chen Feng's voice was already ringing in their hearts: "Go, are you still walking?" ”

The voice was colder than just now, and it was even colder and more murderous than the cold wind at this time.

Everyone subconsciously stopped, and many of them were already pale, and even revealed extremely bad premonitions.

The eyes of some of them were already looking at Gongsun Tu, who had fallen not far away, and the chill in their hearts became thicker and heavier.