Chapter 223: Sword vs. Sword (1)

The eagle's cold pupils shot straight out, making people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

"You dare to hurt her, you deserve to die." The cold and handsome face has deep lines like a knife, thin lips are slightly opened, and the tone is gloomy and cold as ice slag.

Fei De stood there, clearly feeling the strong pressure coming from Huo Yanbin's body, the air seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Huo Yanbin gently placed Su Meng on the wall to the side and let her rest against the wall, her movements were gentle as if she was treating a fine treasure.

"Close your eyes and rest, it's all with me." A simple sentence contains too much concern for Huo Yanbin.

The corners of Su Meng's mouth hooked up slightly, and he snorted.

As soon as he turned his head to face Feide, the gentleness just now no longer existed, leaving only a ruthlessness, as if the gentle man just now was not him at all.

When this man appeared, Feder had already been alerted to the fact that he was not an easy person to deal with. A special belted sword was drawn from his waist, and the silver light shone brightly.

In today's world where technology is advanced and weapons are advanced, few people can use swords, and everyone likes to use all kinds of firearms, which are powerful and have a long range.

But Feder is different, their ancestors are British, the British were very fond of Western swords earlier, and Feder's ancestors were originally sword masters, and then came to China and also learned Chinese swordsmanship. Feder has always passed down the habits of his ancestors, and there are many things in this castle that have been inherited from the past. For example, the fire fold that was used to light the fire for 'barbecue'.

And Feder is also confident that he is a master of using swords, China is not like Britain, and he can carry a gun with him, especially since this man is a teacher, although I don't know why a teacher has such a strong momentum. But no matter how strong the momentum is, there is no weapon after all. In front of him, a master of sword use, there is no chance of victory.

When Huo Yanbin saw Fei De take out the soft sword, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sarcastic smile.

Originally, he was worried that the other party would use a gun, so if he wanted to kill him and couldn't hurt Su Meng, it would take a lot of effort, but he didn't expect the other party to use a sword.

Huo Yanbin also used his belt to pull out the soft sword, compared with Feder's special domineering soft sword, Huo Yanbin's soft sword looked a little retro, especially the hilt was engraved with some incomprehensible patterns.

However, Feide's eyes lit up, this is - Qingyu Soft Sword.

The legend of the green feather soft sword is an ancient artifact, but it is an antique, he also spent a lot of time looking for it when he loved swordsmanship, but he didn't find it, and he didn't expect to see it here today.

Very well, as long as you kill this man, this sword is his.

With a violent drink, Fei De struck first, and the light of the soft sword stabbed at Huo Yanbin's shoulder like a bamboo.

saw Huo Yanbin's eyes condensed, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body flashed out like lightning.

"Ding!" A bang.

Feder stabbed his sword into the wall, sparks in all directions, and a shallow mark was made on the specially made wall. After missing the blow, Feder sneered: "Do you think you can survive to get out of here today?" Originally, you could have left safely, but you should have come purely for traveling, and you were only to blame for being troubled and knowing things that you shouldn't know. ”

Huo Yanbin is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, anyway, anyone who dares to hurt him, no matter who it is, must be sacrificed.

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