"Hmph, it's just such a despicable means, it's not the husband's doing," Bian Wuxue said disdainfully.

Chen Fa couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, is this kid a little out of touch in life, what age is this, is it in his eyes, only like him, he ran to Ximen Tiger's lair, and then told the other party that my name is Bian Wuxue, and today is for the heavens.

Then, slash the opponent under the protection of the younger brother. As for how many enemies will be attracted and how much trouble it will bring, there is no need to consider the actions at all, which can be regarded as heroic deeds and husbands

If the big guys were like you, the world would have been chaotic a long time ago.

"There are great people who say well, black cats and white cats are good cats if they catch mice, as long as they keep the bottom line of principles in dealing with people, some means should be understandable," Chen Fa retorted softly.

"Less nonsense"

Bian Wuxue shook the long sword in his hand with some unhappiness: "Don't think that if you don't dodge, I won't dare to kill you, you didn't help me just now, but saved you and your subordinates"

"Yes" The corners of Chen Fan's mouth hooked: "If you think that you can use a left-handed sword that is more powerful than your right hand, you can eat me, then you can try"

Hearing that Chen Fa had revealed his biggest secret, Bian Wuxue's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and a look of horror flashed in his dark eyes: "How do you know?"

"You sue me" Chen Fa smiled, if I can't suppress you, I will dare to challenge Hanliu Zhengzong

"After you copied the sword with your left hand just now, you subconsciously pulled out a sword light. It's far more rounded than your right-handed sword, and even has a hint of naturalness. And, again, I remembered the way you carried your sword on your back. ”

"I secretly gestured, in that position, it may not prevent the right hand from drawing the sword, but the left hand is more powerful, but now we are not very familiar with this kind of back sword, so we generally don't pay attention to it. So, I know that you should actually be better at left-handed swords. ”

"This should be your biggest hole card," Chen Fa said lightly.

Bian Wuxue was indeed shocked, it was the first time he had seen this kind of guy with such vicious and precise eyes, it was like a radar, and he didn't let go of any suspicion. He was just an unintentional little gesture that revealed his secret.

You must know that even if he was chased and killed by Yelu Chuji, he never exposed the secret of the left-handed sword.

"What is it" Bian Wuxue's face sank, and his left hand was raised flat, at this time, his internal strength had already locked the internal force that Chen Fa had broken into his body, and it did not affect his action with others: "Pull out your knife"

"Do you still want to fight," Chen Fa smiled.

Bian Wuxue said coldly: "Since you know that I am good at left-handed swords, then you should know that I will not lose before I move my left hand."

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of battle intent flashed in his narrow eyes: "Okay, then let me see how amazing your swordsmanship is."

This Bian Wuxue not only plays chess unusually, but has a different attitude towards the world, and even uses a sword to be a fucking maverick. You must know that his right-handed sword is not weak, and this more powerful left-handed sword has to be as strong as Cheng Dù

"The name of the sword is amazing, please give advice" Bian Wuxue flicked the long sword in his hand lightly, and performed a very ancient etiquette. This is the etiquette of ancient martial arts cultivators with inheritance, and this can be regarded as a kind of thorough understanding.

"Crossing the river, however, it's not your kind of special forces, the pawn crosses the river, and he aims to be a veteran." Chen Fa chuckled, and then gently replied, with a solemn expression and a free and easy demeanor: "Please"

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in Bian Wuxue's eyes, and with a clear drink, the person rushed up like a dragon, and before the person arrived, the long sword had already fallen like heavy snow outside the plug.

Continuous, airtight, as if to bury Chen Fan, Bian Wuxue's mouth, just right to spit out a cold drink: "The snow outside the plug buries the green mountains"

The river crossing pawn in Chen Fa's hand lightly clicked out, and every time it was the sword body in the cold light. After thirteen hits in a row, the last hit missed. It can be seen that the speed of Bian Wuxue's sword moves is absolutely incomparable.

At this time, the Shocking Sword suddenly appeared behind him, sweeping towards Chen Fa like a raging snowstorm, with endless killing intent and coldness: "The wind and snow in Kyushu are especially cold"

"It's good" Chen Fan's body turned quickly, as if it had also turned into a piece of snow, constantly dancing with the wind and snow, but it blended into it.

Jinghong brushed his shadow several times, but he didn't touch the corner of his clothes. This made Bian Wuxue's eyes flash with surprise again.

Although his swordsmanship has not yet entered the hall, the tricks are so powerful that, in the words of his master, is absolutely difficult to do. Once the swordsmanship is completed, not to mention that there is no opponent among people of the same age, even the senior masters can be picked off by him.

The reason why Bian Wuxue dared to play chase and kill with Yelu Chuji was not that his brain was really insufficient, but that he had this strength and more self-confidence.

His swordsmanship does have the ability to run rampant.

Bian Wuxue thought that after he used this set of swordsmanship, he would definitely defeat Chen Fan, but what he didn't expect was that Chen Fa was about the same age as him, however, in the face of this set of swordsmanship, he was stunned not to fall into disadvantage, no, he hadn't even taken the initiative to attack once until now, but he kept defending.

It should be said that the strength of the other party is still above him, how is this possible

The long sword in Bian Wuxue's hand became faster and faster, and it became more and more powerful. Chen Fan's figure kept retreating, and gradually reached the wall behind him. I saw that where he flashed, sword marks with more than three fingers deep continued to appear from the wall, sneering.

Chen Fa seemed to be defeated at any time, but like a fine willow in the wind, it seemed to be about to break, but it was full of flexibility. The river crossing pawn in Chen Fan's hand kept coming and going back and forth in front of him, and every time, he could hit the point at a moment that seemed to be at a critical moment.

That vicious eye, veteran experience, and outrageous calmness are enough to drive any opponent crazy.

Bian Wuxue's eyes suddenly lit up, but the voice in his mouth suddenly became lighter, and even the sword light seemed to soften all of a soften.

It's like boundless darkness, quietly replacing the light, leaving no dead ends, and Chen Fa gradually has less and less space to dodge. Bian Wuxue's cold voice also sounded: "A piece of night snow locks the world"

In the voice, Jinghong was like the first snow that suddenly appeared in the night, with the sound of a horn that sealed the world, so weird and so abruptly appeared on Chen Fan's chest.

Chen Fa had already released his momentum, and his five senses and six senses had also been raised to the limit. It can be said that any movement of Bian Wuxue will definitely not escape his perception.

However, this sword is very different. It has no momentum, no murderous intent, but is as gentle as a sympathetic little hand, with an irresistible temptation.

As soon as he appeared, he almost stabbed Chen Fa in the chest.

At the last moment, Chen Fa crossed the river in his hand and blocked it in front of his chest, which was able to withstand this shock. However, Chen Fa also snorted lightly. Crossing the river, he was hit and slapped in the chest.

Although he blocked it, Chen Fa couldn't help but gasp, and even a layer of white sweat appeared on his back. Nearly enough, this sword could have dealt him a heavy blow. Bian Wuxue's left-handed sword came from a strange and powerful manner, just like an assassin, with the ferocity of killing with one blow.

If it weren't for the fact that his Dead Wood Spring Technique had greatly improved his own perception, far exceeding the imagination of ordinary ancient martial arts cultivators, this single move would be enough to determine the outcome of the battle, and there was no need to fight it again.

After the blow, he missed, and immediately fled, and then, he appeared on Chen Fan's side again and pointed out again.

At this time, Chen Fa's true qi in his body was agitating, his eyes were like electricity, and the majestic and pure true qi was constantly swimming in his body. The river crossing pawn in his hand, like a shield, kept flying in front of Chen Fan, and the clanging sound of weapons colliding with each other kept ringing.

It was easy to block this move, and a layer of sweat had already appeared on Chen Fan's forehead.

Even if he did it with Ye Qiu, Chen Fa didn't have such a hard time. This left-handed sword without snow is worthy of his reliance, and it is indeed good.

Seeing that the last thorn of Jinghong shrank back, before Chen Fa could catch his breath, the cold hair of the whole person stood up, and a cold chill came over from the bottom of his heart.

Oh no, this kid is probably going to use a trick.

"Boundless Red Snow Buries the World"

With Bian Wuxue's last clear sound, the long sword suddenly became like a hot-blooded and strong warrior, opening and closing, and its courage was extraordinary. The glimpse of the storm once again shrouded Chen Fan's body.

"You also eat me" In Chen Fan's eyes, there seemed to be a small flame beating and dancing gently. The scorching power that seemed to be able to burn was constantly drumming in his body, like thunder and rage.

"Chopping" Chen Fa was just a simple burst of applause, but the whole heat suddenly burst out with an irresistible momentum. Originally, it was just a river crossing soldier who was similar to Jinghong, but suddenly you looked up, and then slammed down towards the side without snow. With a violent and undeniable domineering, he was cut down like that.

It seems that nothing is constantly chopped, including time and space, and there is nothing that it cannot be broken, including the heaven and the earth

If you cross the river, there is no return

Knife position

Bian Wuxue felt that he was about to go crazy, his most powerful move was originally to decide the winner, and Bian Wuxue also firmly believed that with this move, the victory must belong to him. If it weren't for the fact that the previous three moves were blocked by Chen Fan, allowing him to gradually hit the real fire, then he wouldn't have used this move.

In fact, he estimated that he would not be able to exert even one-tenth of the power of this move. But to deal with Chen Fa, it is definitely an anti-aircraft gun as a gherkin, and Qu Cai uses it.

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Fa suddenly turned from defense to offense, and if he didn't move, he was like thunder, like a wind, like anger, and it was unstoppable.

Irresistible, unmatchable

When the pawn crosses the river, even the veteran has to retreat, let alone others.

The knife is not to mention that only a very small number of old guys can use it casually. Why is Chen Fa not much older than him, but he has mastered the essence of the sword position one step faster than him, is this Chen Fa's strength?

rumble

The swords collided together, and there was a loud sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and I saw Chen Fan's body shake twice, but he didn't retreat, because behind him was already a wall.

And Bian Wuxue is even worse, the first three moves of his swordsmanship are gathering momentum, in order to be the last sword. can be cut back by Chen Fa with a knife.

His body was thrown backwards like a football being kicked off. When he hit the table behind him, he took a step forward, his body shaking and almost falling.

An unhealthy flush flashed on Bian Wuxue's face, and the long sword suddenly slapped on the table next to him, which was able to stabilize.

He raised his head, his eyes full of confusion and loss after defeat, and he opened his mouth: "I, lost"