During this time, Xie Feihong, the young owner of Shenjian Villa, who was the man of the hour in the rivers and lakes, was finally about to make a move, and all the famous people in the rivers and lakes were calm.

"Lu Xiaoji, is his knife really as powerful as the legend?" Sikong Xingxing, the king of stealing kings who was invited to the wedding banquet and focused on being taken care of, asked curiously to Lu Xiaofeng, who was also invited.

"It's better than you think!" Lu Xiaofeng said with a solemn face. Even today, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the other party's unreasonable blade, which seemed to be able to cut off everything.

As the blind man who is most not like a blind man, although he can't see with his eyes, some of his senses are far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, he is often able to see more things that others can't see, so he knows Xie Feihong's knife more deeply than Lu Xiaofeng.

Although he couldn't see Xie Feihong's blade, he could feel the dead silence where the knife passed! Wind! Sound! Sword! Soul! Whether visible or intangible, all were killed by it! This is a knife that brings death, this is a funeral chop!

There was also a representative sent by Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, because Ye Gucheng's enlightenment of the sword was at a critical juncture, so he ordered his clan brother Ye Su to attend Xie Feihong's wedding on his behalf.

Ye Su still clearly remembers the kind of respect that his brother with peerless elegance had when he mentioned this young owner. At the same time, he also inadvertently revealed that his sword was cut off by Xie Feihong's knife. Therefore, Ye Su naturally did not look down on the other party because of Xie Feihong's age.

The other martial arts celebrities and young junjie who came to watch the ceremony also had different thoughts when they looked at the battle in front of them, but most of them hoped that Xie Feihong would make a fool of himself, after all, the rivers and lakes were so big, and once the Divine Sword Villa rose, it would inevitably encroach on the interests of others.

The wealth is moving, and they naturally hope that this Jianghu guest named He Shangshu can break the backbone of Xie Feihong and the Divine Sword Villa behind him, so that they can share more benefits.

With an indifferent expression, he looked at Xie Feihong walking in front of him with a cold face holding a knife, He Shangshu took a sip of the wine in the pot again, and then said lightly: "Let's make a move, let me see what the first knife in the world that is rumored to be in the rivers and lakes is what it is, and whether it is worthy of praise." ”

"To be honest, today is my big day, if I can, I don't want to see blood," Xie Feihong looked at the other party with a gaze like a secluded pool and said lightly: "Even if this blood is yours." ”

"Mine?" He Shangshu couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Young man, who gave you the confidence to make you think that your knife can make me see blood?" To put it mildly, when the old man was practicing martial arts, you were still breastfeeding in your mother's womb! ”

Xie Feihong didn't say much about He Shangshu's contempt, but slashed directly in his direction, and then a long sword qi slashed in front of him.

Bang Dang! A crisp sound landed on the ground, allowing He Shangshu to recover from the astonishing glance of the knife that Xie Feihong had just swung, and only then did he realize that the wine jug he was holding in his hand had just been cut off by the knife that the other party had swung out.

Looking at the incision that was as smooth as a mirror, He Shangshu didn't even have the heart to feel sorry for the wine in his pot, because his heart was full of shock!

What a fast knife! Good slash!

What if the other party's knife was not aimed at the flask just now, but at himself?! Just thinking about He Shangshu was a cold sweat.

With He Shangshu's martial arts still like this, others are naturally even more unbearable.

"What is this!?"

"Did anything just happen?"

……

The strength was low, and they didn't even know what had just happened, and they all exclaimed, and even almost regarded He Shangshu's wine jug being cut off by Xie Feihong in the air as a supernatural event.

"How could there be such a fast knife!"

"Am I dazzled?"

"Good knives! What a slash! It deserves to be called peerless! ”

……

The strong ones, such as the bitter gourd master of Shaolin Temple, the wooden Taoist of Wudang Mountain, etc., can naturally capture the knife marks that Xie Feihong just glanced at from the perspective of the sidelines, but they are also a little unbelievable. Because Xie Feihong's knife was so fast, so fast that it was almost beyond their cognition, making them frightened.

"This ...... Is this the sword technique that is called peerless?! Sure enough, it's so fast! So ruthless! "Before, out of trust in his close friend Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Xingxing did not doubt the authenticity of Xie Feihong's knife technique like others. But when I saw the knife technique that made Lu Xiaofeng fearful, I was still amazed!

Just when Sikong Xingxing's mind echoed the scar that amazed him, Lu Xiaofeng said a fact that made him even more shocked: "No, it's not!" ”

"Not really? What do you mean? Lu Xiaofeng! Realizing the possible meaning of his friend's words, Sikong Xingxing even forgot to call the other party's nickname, and asked directly.

"Literally," Lu Xiaofeng said expressionlessly and without replying: "The knife just now was just a casual blow from him, his real knife...... Even more amazing! ”

“…… Are you kidding, isn't it Lu Xiaofeng? Sikong Xingxing pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a dry smile: "It's more amazing than this...... How is this possible! ”

The Mu Dao and the bitter gourd master on the side were also incredulous, but seeing Hua Manlou on the side nodding thoughtfully, even if they didn't believe it, they had to believe it. Because Lu Xiaofeng may lie, but Hua Manlou will never.

"Take a look," Lu Xiaofeng said in a deep voice, "This martial arts named He Shangshu is quite extraordinary, he may let you see the sword I saw at the beginning...... It's not like a slash in the world! ”

Isn't it something that exists in the world? I want to see it!

"Now...... Think my knife can make you see blood? In front of the main hall, Xie Feihong, who was standing with his knife away, looked at He Shangshu, who was a little stiff, and said lightly.

"Good knives! Is this the sword that is called peerless? Extraordinary! He Shangshu came back to his senses and took a deep look at Xie Feihong, who was silent for a moment, and did not pay attention to Xie Feihong's words in the face, but said directly in a deep voice: "But I have to say that you did a stupid thing, you should have cut my head with that knife just now, so that you can continue to do your great joy." ”

"So?" Xie Feihong squinted and said, "Do you still want to continue?" ”

"Of course," He Shangshu said in a deep voice, "If I don't take your head back, I'll be in trouble." ”

"Take my head?" Xie Feihong chuckled and retorted: "Who gave you confidence?" ”

"This kind of knife of yours is indeed quite extraordinary," He Shangshu stared at Xie Feihong's knife and said in a deep voice: "Even if I am caught off guard, I will hate the spot, but now that I know, then I will not give you another chance to use this kind of fast knife." That's my confidence! ”

As soon as He Shangshu's voice fell, it seemed that in order to prove his words, he suddenly tapped his toes, stretched out his hands, and the whole person was like a ghost, and he came to Xie Feihong's body in the blink of an eye. At the same time, it suddenly swelled more than doubled, and the faint purple palm imprinted in front of Xie Feihong's eyes.

Mahamudra!

The peerless learning of the little old man Wu Ming of the Invisible Man Organization slapped at Xie Feihong's face with wind and thunder!

Won't give me a chance to go under the knife? He Shangshu, you don't know anything about power!

Looking at the big handprint with purple and red colors close at hand, Xie Feihong smiled coldly and raised his knife out of its sheath.

Chop!