The Central Plains Little Red is well-deserved as the No. 1 Sword in the Central Plains, at least so far Chen Feng has never seen anyone whose sword can be faster than the Central Plains Little Red Sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Five months ago, when he met the Central Plains Red and thought that the Central Plains Red Sword was fast and ruthless, and his swordsmanship was already at the peak. After he saw the swords of Xie Xiaofeng and Xie Wangsun, and then looked at the more than 3,000 classics preserved in the Divine Sword Villa, his vision was growing day by day, so he understood that the swordsmanship of the Central Plains was not the peak, but the fierceness of the sword was not comparable to anyone in the world.

And there are few people in the world who can force the Central Plains to use a fierce and vicious swordsmanship, and now there are not many people in the Central Plains who want to kill on the rivers and lakes, but now the Central Plains a little red has used a fierce and vicious swordsmanship, and every sword pierces the young swordsman's life.

The sword of the Central Plains is very fast, he can stab nineteen swords in an instant, and sometimes even twenty or thirty swords, and each sword is tricky and accurate, each sword is absolutely effective, and it is absolutely dead.

But the sword skills of this young man with jasper-colored eyes in front of him were no slower than his swords, and every knife and every move was as tricky, precise, and effective as his swordsmanship.

Every sword can kill a person.

A green light had already flashed in Zhongyuan's red eyes, and the sword was even more fierce and vicious than just now.

Chen Feng didn't intervene, he looked at the Central Plains and fought with this young swordsman who seemed to be of a different race.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, he knows Zhongyuan Yihong's temper, and knows that at this time, Zhongyuan Yihong would rather die under the sword of the young swordsman who is not on par with him, so he didn't make a move, he has already made up his mind, even if Zhongyuan Yihong dies under the knife of that young swordsman, he will definitely not make a move, but he will definitely avenge Zhongyuan Yihong, no matter why the young swordsman killed Zhongyuan Yihong.

But at this moment, he looked at this alien swordsman, but he was thinking about the identity of this swordsman.

The world of great martial arts that he crossed over to was not just a matter of Gu Long's novels, at least he knew that there was at least the world of Huang Yi's novels, and even the so-called Six Doors Organization in the imperial court, this world was too complicated, and there were too many masters from all walks of life.

However, there are not many alien masters.

In recent years, there is only one of the most famous alien masters in the martial arts, that is, the Turkic master Ba Fenghan, who has been sweeping the Central Plains martial arts four months ago without a defeat.

If it weren't for the fact that Ba Fenghan not only used a knife, but also used a sword, he might think that this person was the Turkic master who had swept through the Central Plains martial arts.

However, this person was definitely not Ba Fenghan, and a person appeared in Chen Feng's mind, a person who had also been extremely famous in the past four months.

He stared at the young swordsman's knife.

This young swordsman's knife skills were very fast, and most people could only see the afterimage of this swordsman's knife, but Chen Feng could still see this swordsman's knife.

Most swordsmen have knives that are at least three feet long and three to four inches wide.

However, this swordsman's knife was not like this, this knife was no more than two and a half feet at most, the blade was narrow, the widest area was no more than an inch and a half, and it looked incomparably sharper, like a needle.

It was precisely because of this knife that Chen Feng thought of a person, a person who had become famous in the rivers and lakes in the past, but had disappeared in the rivers and lakes for two years, and had recently become extremely famous in the rivers and lakes.

This person was not Fu Hongxue, who defeated Ba Fenghan, but replaced Fu Hongxue as the most famous swordsman in the martial arts in October.

"The cactus has a knife on it, the knife is like a needle, and the life is scattered. Endless sword light, countless sword souls. Chen Feng had the name Hua Cuo in his mind, and he couldn't help but sound the extremely gloomy and sad song in his heart, the owner of this song was Hua Cuo, and the person who sang this song was even more famous for several years, and it can even be said that Mrs. Inmeng, who once overwhelmed the crowd, that is, Hua Jingyinmeng, the wife of Hua Wrong.

Chen Feng knew that Hua Cuo had come to Qilian Mountain, and he also thought about meeting Hua Cuo, but he didn't expect to meet Hua Cuo in this situation.

A little red in the Central Plains, Hua Cuo is still fighting, the endless sword light, the sword qi that can't be played, the knife and the sword collide in the air again and again, and more intense sparks burst out between the two again and again.

In the moment of life and death, both Zhongyuan Yihong and Hua Cuo have experienced at least fifteen or sixteen times, and Zhongyuan Yihong's left shoulder, chest, Hua Cuo's right shoulder, waist and other places have left a few knife marks and sword wounds that have passed by death.

Chen Feng frowned, he could see that if the two of them fought again, no matter what, one of them would die under the other party's sword, and the other would definitely be severely injured, he didn't want to interfere, but at this moment, he couldn't help but interfere.

No matter whether the Central Plains is a little red or wrong, there are many enemies, they can die, they can't be hit hard, otherwise a heavy blow will be equivalent to death.

He didn't draw his sword, at this moment, if his sword was enough to kill either of the two people in the Central Plains, he just spoke, he said: "There are still ten days before Xie Xiaofeng and the Jade Rakshasa will have a decisive battle, even if you ask for death, you shouldn't die after this kind of death." ”

The words landed, and a sword light swept out, and the Central Plains flew back a dozen steps before stopping.

The sword was sheathed almost simultaneously.

Hua Cuo stared at the pair of emerald eyes like grandmother jade and carefully swept Chen Feng up and down before he smiled: "Yes, even if I want to die, I must at least wait until the decisive battle of Qilian Mountain is over, otherwise this trip will not be in vain." ”

Chen Feng also smiled, he looked at Hua Wrong.

In his past and present lives, although he didn't like aliens, Hua Cuo, a young man who grew up in Middle-earth and looked like a foreign race, was not a disgusting person, and even anyone who saw this man couldn't help but have an inexplicable good feeling, especially women.

He found that Hua Cuo's eyes seemed to have some kind of peculiar charm, but he was not a woman, but a man, so he did not lose his mind, he said: "You are the Hua Cuo who challenged the seventeen masters of the Seven Great Sects in a row at the end of October, won all battles, and never lost a single defeat?" ”

Hua Cuo laughed, he showed a mouthful of white teeth, his voice was indescribably evil and elegant, and said: "I have been defeated before, but today I don't seem to have been defeated, what about you, are you Chen Feng?" ”

Chen Feng smiled slightly, and said curiously: "You know me?" ”

Hua Cuo smiled more wickedly and happily, and he said, "If I didn't know you, I wouldn't be waiting for you here." ”

"Wait for me? Why are you waiting for me? ”

Hua said wrongly: "Because I know that you are going to meet someone, to meet the most powerful person in Rock Town right now. ”

Chen Feng frowned, and a murderous intent appeared on his body that shocked Hua Cuo.

But there was no fear in Hua Cuo's eyes, he was even very curious and excited, looking at Chen Feng with a eager look, after all, although he was belligerent, he still did not forget the purpose of this trip to see Chen Feng.

"Not many people know about it, but it's not that no one knows, and I know it's always been quick," he said. ”

Chen Feng can't deny it.

Hua Cuo has always been very likable to women, and women are often people who are easy to find out about various things, Hu Jinchong will not tell Hua Cuo about this kind of thing, but there may not be no one in the Rakshasa Sect.

He didn't speak, just looked at Hua Cuo, waiting for Hua Cuo to continue to speak.

Hua Cuo was very satisfied with Chen Feng's performance, he originally waited to speak, but now he wanted to speak immediately, he said, "I want to ask you to find someone for me when you meet the Jade Rakshasa." ”

Chen Feng's heart jumped, staring at Hua and saying, "Fu Hongxue? ”

Hua Cuo nodded, the smile on his face narrowed little by little, the fighting intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and he nodded word by word: "Yes, Fu Hongxue." ”