It's noisy, but this house is an exception, and the young man walks from the outside to the inside as if he were in another world, like a noisy city suddenly falling into hell. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This young man is the sword god Feng Yihan, compared to Feng Yihan, the sword in his hand is more memorable, it is a sword that exudes cold from the inside out, it doesn't look special on the outside, but as long as he stands beside him, even people who don't understand martial arts can feel his murderous aura.

Feng Yihan also looked at this house, everything in this house was so natural, except for him, even if he had his back to Feng Yihan, Feng Yihan could recognize him.

"Do you like this place?" said the man in the black cloak suddenly.

"I like it!"

"If you like, I'll give you this place and let you live here for the rest of your life!"

"It's good, it's just that I don't like to share it with others!"

"You're going to kill me?"

"You should have died a long time ago, Yan Hongye, I knew from the beginning that the Yan Hongye who died in the Red Leaf Sword Sect was fake!"

"I know I can't hide it from you!"

Feng Yihan's eyes suddenly became extremely cold and profound, like a bottomless abyss. "I can't figure out why you killed my family!"

"Naturally, for the sword in your hand!"

"But no one knew that this sword was the Zhan Lu Sword, including my family and myself!"

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean I don't!"

"Well, since you want to get him, you shouldn't mind sacrificing it with your blood!"

"Do you think you can kill me with the Zhan Lu Sword in hand?"

"More than enough!"

Perhaps, even Feng Yihan himself didn't see clearly how he came out of the sword, but the fact is that his sword has reached Yan Hongye's neck. There were no less than 100 people who died under Feng Yihan's sword, and most of them were killed with such a move, and at this time, he had already won this move, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a smile.

"Snort", that's right, his sword move was blocked, and just when Feng Yihan's sword was less than an inch away from Yan Hongye's neck, Yan Hongye's sword flew out like a spirit snake and hit the sword body of Zhan Lu's sword sideways. Yan Hongye didn't dare to face him directly, because he knew that there were not many people in the world who could block this sword! Even so, it was enough to shock Feng Yihan, this was the first time he had been blocked.

Feng Yihan was not completely immersed in shock, and made four more moves one after another, but they were all resisted, but the man in black was not easy, he took a few steps back, and his arm was slightly numb.

"You're the first person who can resist my five moves!" Feng Yihan smiled, perhaps relieved, or helpless.

"To be honest, I really regret it now, I regret letting you escape in the first place, so that you became a big problem today!"

"Since your martial arts are so strong, why didn't you stop it when I killed the Red Leaf Sword Sect, but used a fake Yan Hongye to die!" Feng Yihan had already felt that something was wrong when he was in the Red Leaf Sword Sect, he thought that there would be a big battle with Yan Hongye, but that Yan Hongye was killed by him with a sword, and he suspected that it was not the real Yan Hongye. But thinking that if he wasn't Yan Hongye, then the real Yan Hongye would not be able to see his disciple die and not save him! However, the enmity of parents is not shared, even if there are more worries and traps, Feng Yihan has to come.

"I can tell you that Yan Hongye must die, I'm just lending my hand to do me a favor. ”

"Aren't you Yan Hongye?"

"I'm Yan Hongye, but I'm not!Do you know why I'm telling you this?" Yan Hongye said and laughed, through the black cloth, Feng Yihan could feel his treacherous appearance.

"You're trying to say that I'm no longer capable of telling your secrets?"

"You're really a smart guy!"

"I don't think so!" Feng Yihan finished speaking, shuttling around Yan Hongye like a gust of wind. Anxious as a strong wind, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as a dragon, Feng Yihan himself didn't expect that he could use the swordsmanship passed on to him by his master so vividly. But Yan Hongye's swordsmanship was also something he had never seen in his life, no matter how he sped up or increased his strength, he still dismantled it. And Yan Hongye used an ordinary sword, and at the same time he had to avoid his edge, so as not to be injured by Zhan Lu Hanfeng, and his swordsmanship was obviously higher than Feng Yihan. Fortunately, Feng Yihan has Zhan Lu in his hand, which can make up for his swordsmanship a little.

"What a Zhanlu sword, when it comes to my hands, I will be invincible in the world!"

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Hongye suddenly took out three chess pieces and shot them towards the wall. Countless arrows flew out of the wall in an instant, Feng Yihan hurriedly swung his sword to resist, and the arrows hit Yan Hongye's body as if they had hit an iron wall, falling to the ground. Feng Yihan knew that he had already prepared and knew that he had been fooled, but it was too late. At this time, if he made a move, he might not be able to fight back! Unexpectedly, Yan Hongye didn't make a move, could it be that he was afraid of the power of the Zhan Lu Sword?

Finally, the arrows were finally gone, and Feng Yihan thought he had escaped, but who knew that a puff of smoke would follow. Feng Yihan immediately covered his mouth and nose, and in a daze, he felt a strong attack, so he swung his sword and stabbed it.

"Ahh

"Now the Zhan Lu Sword is mine after all!"

"You ......" Feng Yihan covered his broken arm with his left hand, and he was already so painful that he couldn't speak!

"I have good news for you, and that is that I won't kill you!"

"What the hell do you want?"

"I want to do it, how can you understand, but I can keep you until the truth is revealed!"

"Your intentions are by no means as simple as Zhan Lu Sword!"

"Maybe! After dealing with you, I'm going to deal with Tiezan's old immortal, I don't know if he will be easier to deal with than you!" Yan Hongye squatted beside Feng Yihan with a sword.

"Yan Hongye, do you think I'm defenseless at all? Do you think what you're doing is really unaware?"

"What do you mean by that?" Yan Hongye was excited, and grabbed Feng Yihan's severed hand, maybe because of the pain, maybe because of the smoke, Feng Yihan fainted. Only the Zhan Lu sword has always exuded a chill and a slight cold light, just like a pair of eyes, looking at all the people in this world, good and evil, good and evil, beautiful and ugly, nothing can escape its eyes, it is like a book that records everything.