Ye Bing Han spoke, and both Chu Feng and Sikong Youwei looked over.

Ye Binghan didn't explain, but walked to the night moon on the side of the demon refining platform, and looked at the night moon's waist.

There's a superb sword hanging there!

Yeyue suddenly understood the meaning of the cold night.

Chu Feng's long sword was broken early, although Sikong Youwei promised to fight with Chu Feng fairly, but the so-called fairness is actually just suppressing the cultivation to the same level, as for the rest, it depends on its own means, including exercises, combat skills, and of course, it also includes the blade!

Ye Binghan borrowed the sword, was she worried about Chu Feng, or was she worried that Chu Feng would lose her own future......

Although borrowing a sword at this time will definitely offend Si Youwei, under Ye Yue's cold eyes like autumn water, Ye Yue can't refuse, after all, in Ye Yue's opinion, even if Chu Feng holds his long sword, he will not suffer a loss on the blade, but if he is born there, it will still be Chu Feng who loses in the end!

In other words, her daughter can't escape the fate of becoming a promising woman and being ruined by the commonplace, at that time, not only can she not help anything, she can only watch, and even accompany the smiling face!

That being the case, before that, be satisfied with what you can and help if you can!

Night Moon took down the best sword and handed it to Night Binghan.

Ye Bing Han silently glanced at Ye Yue again, turned around, and his pace was slightly unsteady.

"Be careful!" Ye Binghan held the borrowed superb long sword in front of Chu Feng, Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gratefully, "Thank you." And when Ye Bing was about to retreat, Chu Feng said softly but extremely firmly, "Don't worry, I won't lose!"

"En!" Ye Bing Han retreated, and his eyes kept locked on Chu Feng. Regardless of whether Chu Feng's promise can be fulfilled in the end, at least Chu Feng gave himself the only warmth!

On the contrary, although Sikong Youwei didn't say much on the surface, he already had smoke inside!

In Sikong Youwei's heart, Ye Binghan is already his own woman, she can play with it as much as she wants, she can trample on it, and even if she has had enough, she can kick it away! But Ye Binghan cares about Chu Feng in front of so many people, and he is slapping himself in the face!

And it was loud!

Sikong Youwei secretly decided that after this matter, he must double down in front of Chu Feng, peel off Ye Binghan's arrogance, desecrate Ye Binghan's coldness, and make Ye Bing Han's life worse than death!

"Let's do it!" Sikong Youwei couldn't wait to see that scene, and decided to fight quickly, but out of the pride of the super power, in a fair battle, Sikong Youwei disdained to take the lead.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate, in fact, what else was there to hesitate about until now?

Chu Feng drew his sword, and a beautiful dragon groan sounded, the sword light was condensed, and the chill was overwhelming.

"Shadow Demon Sword, slash!" Chu Feng's sword trick was only a yellow-level top-grade Shadow Demon Sword, so after drawing the sword, Chu Feng had no choice!

But even the Yellow-level Shadow Demon Sword Technique, with the blessing of the top-grade long sword, the power that burst out was no worse than Chu Feng's empty-handed Xuan-level mid-grade Hundred Refining Demon Fist!

However, in the eyes of the commonplace, this sword is really not enough!

"Get out!" Sikong Youwei didn't even draw his sword, but just slapped his palm on the sword surface of Chu Feng's superb long sword with great precision in the lightning and stone fire. A strong force came, and Chu Feng's long sword was shaken open at once.

Chu Feng was a little dazed, the cultivation level was all in Dansheng, not to mention the accuracy of Sikong Youwei's palm, the strength contained in it was too great!

Chu Feng was somewhat skeptical, and Sikong Youwei seemed to see Chu Feng's thoughts, "Hehe, Tubaozi, are you surprised?" This son is not cheating, and his strength is suppressed very thoroughly, you can rest assured! It's just that what this son used just now is a ground-level low-grade palm technique!

"Splitting the Sun?"

"That's right! In fact, this light grabbing hand is not a rare thing, if it weren't for the lack of strength of this son, this son would have a better choice! Okay, stop talking nonsense, watch the fight!"

Chu Feng had already made the first move, and he had no scruples and began to take the initiative. I saw a series of palm shadows in a row, bringing up a strong wind, surrounding Chu Feng or split, or push, or buckle, or press, or cut, or press, or pat......

Chu Feng only felt dazzled, the long sword was defending everywhere, but he didn't care about one or the other!

Accompanied by muffled sounds such as 'poof, pop', Chu Feng took several hits in just a dozen breaths. If it weren't for the fact that Chu Feng had been trained in the cliff and had rough skin and thick flesh, if it weren't for the fact that Sikong Youwei had planned to keep Chu Feng to humiliate him and show mercy to his subordinates, Chu Feng would have been defeated!

Even so, Chu Feng was still bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his hair was scattered, how embarrassed he was.

"Waste, admit defeat!" Sikong Youwei continued to move, and at the same time opened his mouth to humiliate Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was silent, his eyes flashed with stubbornness and madness, it's okay to be beaten, it's definitely not okay to admit defeat!

Losing means that you have to watch Ye Binghan, a woman who has affection for her, humiliate her crotch in the future!

Therefore, you can't defend all the time, because if you defend for a long time, you will lose!

Therefore, you have to attack yourself, because only by attacking can you win!

Chu Feng erupted, the Shadow Demon Sword in his right hand continued to defend, and his left hand sometimes clenched his fists, sometimes his fingers, and the Hundred Refining Demon Fist and the Broken Jade Finger attacked alternately!

However, the gap in eyesight and combat skills is there, and Chu Feng's various actions still have no effect!

No matter how you do it, all the attacks are defused one by one by the commonplace, and then counterattack!

In less than two minutes, Chu Feng's situation became more and more dangerous, and even the sword light was a little sluggish!

Chu Feng was very unwilling, the Demon Dao Black Pill in the dantian swirled and erupted to the highest level, one purple and one gray and the other two true qi couldn't help boiling, but in addition to speeding up his own consumption, it had no effect!

"Do you still want to die? It's boring, waste, this son has only come up with one means!

"Keng!" Sikong Youwei was ready to end the battle, drew his sword, and the sword light was condensed like a rainbow, and it only clicked on Chu Feng's long sword in an instant. The surging violent Dao made Chu Feng even keep retreating with his sword.

But before Chu Feng could stand firm, Sikong Youwei followed closely, and the tip of the sword couldn't help but expand under Chu Feng's pupils, pointing directly at Chu Feng's throat!

Every time Chu Feng used his sword to resist, he fell into the void, and was strangely bypassed by the promising long sword

Chu Feng was suddenly anxious, Chu Feng knew that if he waited until Sikong Youwei pointed the tip of the long sword at his throat, he would only admit defeat!

Chu Feng retreated frantically while interfering with his sword, but Chu Feng was fast, and Sikong Youwei was faster! The tip of the long sword was getting closer and closer to Chu Feng!

And at this moment, the blood-colored flag rolled around Chu Feng's waist quietly shook, and the two true qi in Chu Feng's body, one purple and one gray, suddenly rushed straight into Chu Feng's eyes.

Chu Feng only felt that his eyes were suddenly uncomfortable and he didn't know why, but before Chu Feng could figure out what was going on, that uncomfortable feeling receded like a tide!

Everything in the field of vision became extremely clear, even the trajectory of the approaching long sword, and when the sword on the sword was stronger and when it was weaker, it was clear at a glance!

The ghost made the gods, Chu Feng slashed diagonally with a sword, only to hear the sound of 'ding', the two swords intersected, and Chu Feng's long sword hit the weakest place in Sikong Youwei's long sword!

Sikong Youwei's original indomitable sword momentum was suddenly broken, and Chu Feng also completely escaped from Sikong Youwei's lock.

"Impossible! What this son has just performed is the most proficient prefecture-level mid-grade sword trick Songtao Bamboo Shadow! With your eyesight and cultivation, how can you find a flaw? It must be a coincidence!"

Immediately followed by Sikong Youwei to move again, this time the sword momentum was faster, and the sword that broke out was stronger!

But!

The collision sound of "clanging" couldn't help but sound, and every time the promising long sword advanced for every point, it would be intercepted by Chu Feng, and every time it was intercepted at the weakest place of the sword!

Once, twice, maybe it's a coincidence! But every time it's like that, it's not like that!

Sikong Youwei suddenly stopped and looked at Chu Feng fixedly, "Boy, what kind of swordsmanship are you using?

"By feeling!" Chu Feng was naturally not stupid enough to tell the truth, so he could only answer like this.

Sikong Youwei suddenly frowned, "Are you playing this son?

"No! I'm just telling the truth! Didn't you find out just now, how embarrassed I was at first! I see, maybe it was under your persecution that my instinctive feeling was adapted to your sword!"

"Bullshit!" Sikong Youwei burst into a foul language, adapt, adapt to your sister!

But Chu Feng's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the slightest meaning of lying

"Okay, adapt to it, right, then Ben Gongzi will try to change some tricks! If you can still do what you just did, Ben Gongzi will believe you!"

"Yes!" Chu Feng nodded, his eyes eager to try!

After a while, Sikong Youwei and Chu Feng separated again, Chu Feng quietly did not speak, Sikong Youwei did the same, but Sikong Youwei's face kept changing!

In order to test Chu Feng's so-called feelings, Sikong Youwei just performed a total of seven ground-level lower-grade and two ground-level middle-grade combat skills, including fists, palms, swords, and fingers, but each combat skill was quickly locked by Chu Feng in addition to pressing Chu Feng at the beginning, and Chu Feng couldn't help it anymore, unless he untied his cultivation and attacked violently!

But, that's not what you want!

After a long time, Sikong Youwei broke the silence, "This battle is over!"

"What, do you want to regret it?" Chu Feng's face suddenly sank, and on the side, Ye Binghan, who was originally in a good mood, frowned again.

Sikong Youwei shook his head, "No! What kind of characters do I have? How can I regret it? This battle is considered a loss for my son! But the bet of this battle, my son will change one or two!"