Chapter 17: The Man Who Claims to Be God

Killing intent, earth-shattering terrifying killing intent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Isn't the Thirteen Deadly Swords the condensation of killing intent and the sublimation of sword intent? Yan Shisan had already understood this truth before, but it was difficult to reach this point to the realm from beginning to end, but today when he fought with Chu Feng, he naturally used the flawless Thirteen Deadly Swords at the pinnacle, the terrifying sword intent and killing intent, and suddenly turned this secluded bamboo forest into a terrifying Shura field.

Chu Feng had a sword in his hand, when Yan Thirteen used the Thirteenth Deadly Sword, Chu Feng frowned, he was a master of using a sword, and although the swordsmanship he knew was not as good as that of Ziyi Hou and others, it was not a lot, so he had already seen the essence of the Thirteen Deadly Swords in an instant, and the essence of the Thirteen Deadly Swords was not the condensation and sublimation of killing intent and sword intent?

At this moment, Yan Thirteen's accumulated killing intent and sword intent were no longer just sword intent and killing intent, but an extremely indispensable force among the thirteen swords that had achieved perfection. This kind of momentum is fierce and invulnerable, and only in this way can the thirteenth sword really have the form of a god.

The killing sword intent roars like a tiger and a leopard, shocking people's souls.

At this moment, the sword had already shot out like a swift wind streamer, shooting towards the deadly vital points all over Chu Feng's body. The sword light in the sky was bright, and at this moment, even Lu Xiaofeng, Crow, and Mei Yinxue couldn't tell which one was a sword and which one was a sword and which one was a sword qi.

Chu Feng just frowned, and anyone could see that a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his sword had already been struck.

The sword is an ordinary sword, this sword is only thirty taels of silver, the casting process and casting material are extremely ordinary, but this sword has killed a lot of people, and has competed with the overlord gun, Mei Yinxue, Ye Gucheng, Zhu Meng, and other super masters who are extremely famous in the rivers and lakes.

Although this sword is still an ordinary sword, the killing power on this sword is not inferior to the sword in Yan Shisan's hand at all.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword in his hand was like a clear wind spirit snake, instantly shooting out thousands of sword qi, and the long sword was like an underflowing spring breeze, facing Yan Shisan's fierce and domineering and weird sword to respond and poke.

At this moment, even a person with low martial arts attainments should be able to see that this sword is a sword that separates the winner from the loser, no matter what the duel of this move is, there will definitely be one person who loses, and the winner is destined to be only one.

There were no words, and the heavens and the earth were silent in an instant.

Time and space seemed to be completely stilled under these two magnificent sword intents, and there seemed to be a pair of sword moves between heaven and earth.

Yan Shisan's face did not fluctuate at all, and Chu Feng's face did not have any emotion, anyone should be able to see that they didn't care about life and death when they swung their sword moves, these two people were people who didn't care much about their lives, whether it was someone else's life or their own life.

At this moment, these two people only have swords in their eyes, Lu Xiaofeng looked at these two people, and he couldn't help but think of what his good friend Hua Manlou said when he saw Ximen blowing snow: "Some people only live when they come out of the sword, and other times they are just waiting." "Aren't Yan Thirteen and Chu Feng this kind of person in front of them? Lu Xiaofeng was sure in his heart - yes, Chu Feng and Yan Thirteen should be this kind of person.

Swordsman confrontation, the decision to win or lose is just a move, maybe between this move and a style of the two have to go through many encounters, but at this moment has come to determine the outcome of the move, this moment may be in the memory of many people into eternity, but in reality it is only a moment.

The two swords clashed, but the swords did not collide violently.

The sound of a buzzing long sword brushing sounded, and Chu Feng's sword had already pressed against Yan Shisan's left shoulder, but Yan Shisan's sword stabilized and stabbed Chu Feng's throat after a breath.

At this moment, anyone should be able to see that Yan Thirteen's life-killing thirteen swords were still defeated by Chu Feng's wonderful swordsmanship after all.

Chu Feng didn't have much expression on his face, and even a touch of loneliness and gloom on his face, he looked at Yan Shisan and said coldly: "I can see that the true essence of your Thirteen Deadly Swords is not in the thirteenth sword, there should be the fourteenth sword." ”

Yan Shisan did not deny that when he swung the flawless life-killing thirteenth sword just now, he had already felt the fourteenth sword, and the moment the thirteenth sword was issued, he found that the sword intent was not exhausted, so the fourteenth sword that had been formed in his heart, he had already felt how to find the fourteenth sword, but he didn't expect that Chu Feng would give him the opportunity to find the fourteenth sword.

Chu Feng didn't wrinkle slightly, his eyes were still cold, and he said lightly: "If you can comprehend the Fourteen Swords of Death, you have a chance to defeat me." But I don't kill you definitely not because of the fourteen swords, but the fifteen swords. ”

Yan Shisan's pupils shrank sharply and looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng didn't have any expression on his face, he said coldly: "In my opinion, this life-killing fifteen swords can be regarded as a real swordsmanship, and I now seem to have understood why the Purple Yi Hou invited you to find it." He looked at Yan Thirteen and said word by word: "Whether it is the Fourteen Swords of Death or the Fifteen Swords of Death, it is not something that others can comprehend, only you Yan Thirteen, only you Yan Thirteen can comprehend the Fifteen Swords of Death." ”

Yan Shisan looked at Chu Feng, looking at Chu Feng, whose face was obviously a little pale at this moment, he didn't speak, he didn't speak.

But Chu Feng spoke, and Chu Feng said, "You are curious why the Purple Yi Hou did this?"

Yan Shisan still didn't speak, but sometimes not speaking means acquiescence, isn't Yan Shisan acquiescing at this moment.

Chu Feng looked up into the distance, he looked in the direction of Tianshui Villa, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Maybe it's because he's looking for a few opponents for me who can fight with me in advance." ”

Yan Shisan was surprised, but in an instant, there was no doubt in his eyes.

At this moment, Mei Yinxue, Crow, and Lu Xiaofeng's eyes also showed a look of shock, and their eyes were already looking at the sky.

The scorching sun in the sky was like fire, but under the blazing sun, a magnificent sword qi pierced the heavens and the earth like a meteor, and it had already poked at Chu Feng in an instant.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the sword qi that was shining with a faint colorful light, and thought in his heart: Could this be the sword outside the sky in Hu Jin's cuffs.

This sword qi was extremely fast, and it had already appeared in front of Chu Feng in an instant.

Chu Feng shouldn't be able to dodge, when no one knows that the sword has been drawn, then how to dodge? But Chu Feng dodged and dodged directly, and walked directly into the carriage, without the slightest change on his face, as if this kind of image did not exist in the first place.

Before he walked into the carriage, he just said lightly: "Go to Tianshui Villa." ”

In the carriage, Chu Feng had already closed his eyes and recuperated, I don't know how long it took before Chu Feng opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Mei Yinxue.

He didn't wait for Mei Yinxue to speak, so he said, "Do you want to ask me about the sword qi just now?"

Mei Yinxue nodded.

Chu Feng smiled faintly and said, "It was just a little joke made to me by someone with excellent swordsmanship attainments, and he seems to have been obsessed with this little joke recently, so when I see him, I will teach him a small lesson." He glanced down at the sword, and in an instant, the carriage was filled with sword qi, but as Chu Feng smiled slightly, it disappeared into invisibility.

Mei Yinxue couldn't help but ask, "Who is he?"

Chu Feng shook his head, and he said lightly: "I don't know who he is, maybe he thinks that he himself is not a human at all, in his opinion, the sword strength he has is no longer comparable to human beings, so he calls himself a god, but I will let him know that he is a human being." He still didn't say a word: "As long as he comes to this world, he is just a human being." ”

Mei Yinxue didn't ask any more, he could hear that Chu Feng had a lot of secrets, when he saw Chu Feng for the first time, he knew that Chu Feng had a lot of secrets, but with the acquaintance with Chu Feng, he found that Chu Feng had more secrets.

For example, the relationship between Chu Feng and Xiaoyao Hou, and the relationship between the swordsman who could emit such a magnificent and terrifying sword aura?

But she didn't think about it, because there were some things that she couldn't think about, and thinking about it only added to her troubles.

Yan Shisan stood in a bamboo forest, he stood like a stone carving, the sword had been put into his scabbard, he looked coldly at Chu Feng's departing figure, his eyes did not have the gloom that the crow expected, but an indescribable obscure sword intent.

A swordsman who has been defeated once should not have such a strong sword intent, but Yan Shisan has this kind of sword intent. The crow looked at Yan Thirteen at this moment, he even had reason to believe that Yan Thirteen's strength might be even more terrifying than just now, so at this moment, didn't Yan Thirteen have comprehended the Fourteen Deadly Swords that were more terrifying than the Thirteen Swords?

Thinking of this, the crow couldn't help but start to get excited, he was only excited about two things in his life, one was to collect the weapons of various celebrities, and the other was to see the fight of super masters, Yan Shisan and Chu Feng were undoubtedly this kind of people, and Chu Feng and Ziyi Hou were also this kind of people.

He didn't wait too long for Yan Shisan, he had already spoken, he looked at Yan Shisan and said, "Do you want to see the decisive battle between Ziyi Hou and Chu Feng?"

Yan Shisan did not continue to be silent, he left.

He walked on the horses that had been prepared a long time ago, and he was going to Tianshui Villa.

In the clouds, on a mountain peak shrouded in mist, there were two people, two pairs of sharp eyes looking coldly at the decisive battle in the bamboo forest.

One of them wore a glacier mask, looking mysterious and eerie, with an extremely noble and majestic but extremely obscure temperament, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, evoking a playful smile.

There was also a man beside him, dressed in a wide robe that could not tell his age or gender, and this man stood tall with him, also overlooking the decisive battle below.

The decisive battle was over, and the man slowly spoke: "Do you know that you have done something wrong?"

The man in the glacier mask played with taste: "You think I shouldn't mess with him?"

"I know that you deliberately made him discover that in addition to the realm where he was standing, there was a world that made the people of this world more powerful and terrifying, but you should not provoke him continuously. ”

The man smiled faintly, the cold and noble aura on his body became even stronger, and he said lightly: "I must provoke him, if I don't provoke him, how can he come to our world? I have been lonely in this world for too long, if I don't find someone to fight with, I may die of loneliness." ”

The black-robed man couldn't see any emotion, any joy or anger, and he said lightly: "In that case, why don't you go to which world to confront him?"

The man smiled faintly: "I would like to, but unfortunately I died before I arrived in that world, although I call myself a god, but I am not a true god after all, and the power of the law of the true god is not something I can cross now, but he can, as long as he reaches that strength." ”

The black-robed man was silent, and a black-and-white Tai Chi pattern suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The clouds and mist were misty, and the two figures standing on the mountain peak disappeared strangely, and anyone here at this moment would be surprised, these two figures just now were not real figures, but mirage-like projections.

Where is the real man? Is it in another realm?