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The rain fell to the ground like a sword, and it flew one after another.

In the forest, Chen Feng and the Central Plains stand opposite each other.

The two of them stood like guns, and there was no martial aura on their bodies, but the terrifying killing machine had already swept through the woods.

Chen Feng is not the enemy of the Central Plains, and the Central Plains is not the enemy of Chen Feng, but at this moment, all they think about is to stab the sword into the throat of the other party and end the opponent's life.

They are not enemies, but they want to kill each other, and when they look at each other, in addition to killing intent, they have at most real respect.

It is a kind of respect that is difficult to express in words, but this kind of respect is a respect that anyone can understand when they see it.

The wind blows and the rain falls, but no matter whether the wind or the rain is about to touch Chen Feng and the Central Plains, they fall near Chen Feng and the Central Plains a little red, like a feather that meets water, and is attached to a very strange and mysterious power, which is difficult to contaminate the corners of the Central Plains and Chen Feng's clothes.

Chen Feng stared at the Central Plains a little red, he was ready to make a move, the sword was already at his waist, ready to be unsheathed at any time, but now he hadn't made a move, he was waiting for an opportunity, a chance to make a move.

In the last confrontation, Chen Feng knew that it was almost impossible to find a flaw in the Central Plains, but at this moment, he couldn't help but make a rash move, once he made a rash move, he would reveal his flaws.

A little red in the Central Plains is one of the top killers on the rivers and lakes, how can he not catch that fleeting flaw?

Dark clouds cover the sky, rain falls like arrows, and cold winds roar like knives.

At this time, a leaf suddenly became as light as a dancing girl, flying in the wind and rain, falling lightly in the middle of Chen Feng and a little red in the Central Plains, and instantly sank quickly and fell to the ground.

There was a slight hiss, and the yellowed leaves shattered and powdered in an instant.

At this moment, two white lights suddenly appeared, dazzling.

The leaves fell and shattered for a moment, Zhong Yuan Yihong pulled out his sword, he didn't find a flaw in Chen Feng's body, but fortunately found an opportunity to draw the sword, when the leaves were broken, the surrounding environment changed slightly.

This slight change is difficult for others to catch, but Nakahara Yihong caught it, and this is an opportunity to make a sword, so he made a sword.

When he met Chen Feng this time, he not only condescended to invite Hu Jinsleeve for Chen Feng, but also did several very tricky things for Chen Feng that he was absolutely unwilling to do before.

When he saw Chen Feng today, he didn't just come to see Chen Feng. He came to fight Chen Feng, to be precise, Chen Feng's life, now that the opportunity has appeared, how can he not make a move?

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword slashed through the sky like white light.

In an instant, several afterimages appeared in the air, and twenty-three swords were stabbed out in an instant.

Chen Feng flew away with a lightning bolt, and an indescribable surprise flashed in his heart. He had seen a little red sword in the Central Plains, in the past, the swordsmanship of a little red in the Central Plains was fast and ruthless, he had been taught, but it was not as strange and tricky as it is now, each sword stabbed out was not only accurate and tricky, but also could instantly change his moves and attack in other directions when he was on guard.

The ruthlessness of its moves is even more terrifying than in the past, and the speed is much faster than half a year ago.

Chen Feng raised his sword to respond, and turned around to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, a little red in the Central Plains has stabbed out seventy-seven forty-nine swords, each sword makes Chen Feng feel like he has walked through a trip in hell, if there are others present at this time, he will definitely sweat and sweat coldly, in the eyes of others, it seems that Chen Feng's life and death hang by a thread, as long as the sword of a little red in the Central Plains enters the square inch, he can take Chen Feng's life.

But this square inch distance is difficult to reach the sky.

The Central Plains is a little red, and every piece of it is not far from Chen Feng's sword, and the power of each sword is faster and more ruthless than the strength of the previous sword, but Chen Feng seems to have no limit at all, no matter how he speeds up the speed of the sword, the attack power and the angle, Chen Feng always has a way to dodge his sword momentum.

Zhongyuan looked at Chen Feng with a little red, a faint green light shot out of his eyes, the sword in his hand danced faster and faster, the more he danced, the more urgent he danced, and the move was even more of a sword going sideways, seeking supply but not guarding, a posture of burning jade.

Chen Feng swung his sword in response, even if he blocked the sword and sword of the Central Plains with a boneless fluttering sword technique again and again, but he no longer had any carelessness.

His vision is no longer comparable to that of four months ago.

If four months ago he was just a beginner in the way of the sword, but now by reading the secret books and secret records of the hundred martial arts in the secret room of the Divine Sword Villa, his vision and knowledge are no longer comparable to those in the past, and now he has been reborn.

Therefore, how could he not see that the lightning-fast sword of the Central Plains was just a test of him?

Test? Most of the people in the world will also feel incredible when they hear Chen Feng's thoughts. Such a tricky, ruthless, and fast swordsmanship is just a temptation?

Anyone with a little eyesight can see that any move used by a little red in the Central Plains is enough to kill a good player in the rivers and lakes, but this extremely powerful and terrifying move is just a so-called temptation in the eyes of a little red in the Central Plains?

It's unbelievable, it's incredible.

But in fact, this move is indeed a temptation of a little red in the Central Plains.

A little red in the Central Plains has been walking in the rivers and lakes for ten years, and there are more than many people in the past ten years, and now if you mention the killers in front of Jiang, maybe some people will not think of the shadow assassin Yang Xuyan, and they will definitely think of the Central Plains a little red.

The killer has the pride of the killer, he is the top killer in the rivers and lakes, and he has his own pride.

If Chen Feng was still Chen Feng half a year ago, then Chen Feng was not worth his full effort, and now it seems that Chen Feng is not Chen Feng half a year ago, and now Chen Feng's martial arts attainments have undergone a radical change, which is no longer what it used to be.

Zhongyuan Yihong began to be a little excited, he hadn't met someone who could make him shoot for a long time, and now that he had found it, Chen Feng in front of him was the one worthy of his full effort.

Zhong Yuan's red eyes froze, his wrist shook, and more than a dozen sword flowers suddenly appeared on the tip of the iron sword in his hand, and the sword had already slid to Chen Feng's throat in an instant, like a poisonous snake stabbing out.

This sword and the previous sword technique speed and power seem to be no different, but this move is tricky and unexpected, and it is rare in the world.

Before Chen Feng could react, the sword had already stabbed to his throat.

Chen Feng swirled behind him, the tip of the sword shook, and he grabbed the red sword in the Central Plains, and flew backwards before he could dodge the sword.

He took a few steps back, staring at Zhongyuan a little red, his back already soaked in cold sweat.