Chapter 39: The Swordsman Meets

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A grass house, named Sword House.

The sword house stands on a cliff, and at this moment, this cliff is even more dangerous, just because someone danced a set of swordsmanship here, a set of ancient and modern shocking swordsmanship, so the terrain here has changed greatly, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, as if it has turned into a sword world.

Dugu Jian stood tall, he had a sword in his hand, a sword that killed the heroes of the world in the past, and his people stood on top of this cliff, as if he was like the supreme immortal in the sword, although he did not have the slightest domineering on his body, but he could make anyone feel the transcendence of dominating the ups and downs of the world.

Dugu Jian has a sword in his heart, and he only has a sword in his heart in his life, but unfortunately there is no sword in his heart now, there is only one person, a person he has long forgotten to think of - Miyamoto Xue Ling.

He had forgotten this woman and his past, he had forgotten the woman's appearance, he had forgotten everything about this woman, and even the name of this woman had been forgotten a long, long time ago.

But he didn't forget, it's just his heart and his soul that sealed everything about this woman, and at a certain moment, the figure of this woman will still appear in his heart.

At this moment, his heart is very calm, but he has an indescribable heaviness, an indescribable melancholy and solemnity, he has always disliked drinking and has never been a drop of alcohol, he actually remembered to drink, and he actually wanted to get drunk, drunk to the end of the world.

But he didn't after all, he was a sword master, he could die, but he couldn't get drunk. Besides, how could he be willing to get drunk now? It wasn't that he didn't want to think of that woman, the woman named Miyamoto Shiring.

The sword intent that soared into the sky crisscrossed this cliff, and the cliff had turned into a sword mountain and a sea of swords, making it difficult for people to even open their eyes.

An incomparable loneliness permeated between heaven and earth, and the next moment a chilling cold killing machine appeared on this cliff, and in an instant, a radius of ten miles seemed to turn into a terrible killing ground in this instant, a kind of intermittent, looming killing machine suddenly replaced the lonely sword mountain and sword sea, and the killing machine instantly filled the sword house up and down.

Dugu Jian didn't speak, and there was no emotion in his eyes, he stood calmly on the ground, silent. He didn't seem to feel this extremely dangerous and terrifying killing machine at all, he just stood in place, like a statue.

Footsteps sounded from under the cliff, very light and swift.

Dugu Jian not only has extraordinary swordsmanship cultivation, but also has a strong ear power that is rare in the world, he heard the footsteps of the man, but it felt like cotton was thrown on the ground, there was almost no sound, and the speed of the person who came was very fast, and soon Zishan jumped down the cliff to the sword house.

This is a young man, it is hard to imagine that the terrifying killing machine that was hidden and appeared just now was actually sent out by such a young swordsman.

Dugu Jian had no doubts, not the slightest suspicion, and the moment he saw the young man in front of him, he could feel that there was a very familiar sword intent on this young man's body.

The appearance of a person can be the same, but the sword soul of the sword intent swordsman cannot be disguised, Dugu Jian looked at this young swordsman, and he found that the sword intent on this young swordsman was exactly the same as the sword intent he saw on the dagger that Jian Chen passed to him just now.

This man is that man, and there can be no mistake.

The young man looked at Dugu Jian with a smile, he did not hide the curiosity in his eyes, looked at Dugu Jian, and after a while, he arched his hand and smiled: "My name is Chu Feng, and I want to take a look at the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique." His words were very direct and did not hide his purpose at all.

The Sword Saint was not surprised, nor was he disgusted with Chu Feng's directness at all, his eyes looked at Chu Feng coldly like a sword blade, and he said, "You are Chu Feng, the Chu Feng in the mouth of the god general?"

A different color flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and he nodded: "Yes, I am Chu Feng." ”

The Sword Master nodded, and he said, "Good, good." ”

Chu Feng smiled, he looked at the Sword Saint, this moment seemed as if time had stood still, and he didn't know how long it had been, Chu Feng said: "You have already seen the sword intent I attached to the dagger, and I have also seen the sword intent you gave on the dagger, which means that we have recognized each other's strength, but I still want to take a look at my sword before fighting you." ”

Dugu Jian didn't speak, he stared at Chu Feng expressionlessly.

Chu Feng didn't speak, he reached out and took out a wooden block from his belt that had been prepared a long time ago.

At this moment, there was only a brief fluctuation on the Sword Saint's face, which was not solemn but angry.

Chu Feng has a sword on his body, but he doesn't use a sword.

However, he immediately stopped his anger, because when Chu Feng held the wooden chopsticks, he could feel that the temperament on Chu Feng's body had changed, and he was very familiar with the change in temperament, could it be that the temperament change that occurred on the swordsman's body after holding the sword.

Although the wooden chopsticks at this moment are just a wooden chopsticks, there is no doubt that in Chu Feng's eyes, it is already a sword, a sword that is not inferior to any divine weapon in the world.

Now he also somewhat understood the reason why Chu Feng didn't pull out the sword at his waist and use wooden chopsticks as a sword, isn't Chu Feng also the kind of swordsman who draws his sword and will be stained with blood?

This chopstick was handed out lightly, and the surrounding wind was calm and there was no change, as if the chopsticks had not been handed out.

Chu Feng rushed towards the Sword Saint with a quick step, and the chopsticks in his hand poked at the Sword Saint's throat like a sword.

A sword seals the throat, a vicious sword move.

The sword saint looked solemn, he had a sword on his body, but he didn't swing the sword, he just gave birth to his fingers, his fingers were like a sword, and he also went towards Chu Feng's wooden chopsticks.

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth seemed to have stopped, and only two swordsmen were confronting each other and colliding.

The wooden chopsticks shifted a total of thirteen directions in the air, intending to stab the throat of the Juggernaut.

The Swordmaster's fingers turned in the air a total of sixteen times, and each change of direction was unbelievable and untraceable. Every change in direction steadily suppressed Chu Feng's sword blade.

The wooden chopsticks are swords, and the wooden chopsticks at this moment will not be able to withstand the more than ten times of turning, and finally collide with the finger sword, and the wooden chopsticks will be torn apart, like flying in the sky, and the middle finger of the sword saint will still become a sword, slowly retracted.

This confrontation between the two is definitely not exciting, let alone magnificent, but the danger is terrifying, and it is difficult for people who are not in the cultivation realm like Chu Feng and Sword Saint to see and understand clearly.

In these more than a dozen move changes, the two of them had at least twenty-three chances to kill each other, but each time they restrained themselves.

From beginning to end, they never used any killing machine against each other, let alone killed each other. If someone tries to kill the other person, the other person will definitely die. Whether it was the Sword Saint or Chu Feng, they had almost died a dozen times in this short encounter.

But they didn't die after all, not once.

At this moment, Dugu Jian looked at Chu Feng, the indifference in his eyes had gradually dissipated, and the rest was respect for the swordsman.

Chu Feng was still smiling brightly on his face, he looked at Dugu Jian, and his eyes did not hide the look of appreciation at all.

The moves he made just now were all extremely clever moves in the swordsmanship, and the moves made by Dugu Sword just now were also very clever moves in the swordsmanship, and the change in the move of one of them was even the seventh style in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

Chu Feng's move just now was extremely perfect, but under this extremely perfect move, if Dugu Jian wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as a hand.

Although his moves are perfect, his people have great flaws, but Dugu Jian does not.

Dugu Jian shot back with his sword, his sword moves were as perfect as Chu Feng's moves, if Chu Feng changed his move halfway to take Dugu Jian's life, it was only a matter of an instant, even if Dugu Jian wanted to change his moves, it was definitely too late, but Dugu Jian didn't.

The two were just jockeying with swords, not trying to kill each other.

Chu Feng looked at Dugu Jian, his eyes already showed a look of admiration, he not only admired this person's swordsmanship, but also admired this person's character.

Although the Juggernaut has been defeated by others, the Juggernaut is not a Juggernaut.

Chu Feng looked at Dugu Jian, he didn't say a word about the sword comparison just now, he just looked at Dugu Jian very calmly and said: "Two years ago, I went to Dongying to challenge the Dongying Martial Arts Realm, and so far none of them can take over my thirteen changes. ”

Dugu Jian's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Chu Feng and said lightly: "Now you should at least understand that I am a qualified opponent." ”

Chu Feng nodded, and he said, "Yes, so in the next encounter, I will not use a wooden block, but my sword." ”

Dugu Jian glanced down at the sword on his waist and was silent, but the sharp essence in his eyes had already indicated everything.

"Ten days later, on the twenty-seventh day of October, the Sword Saint and Chu Feng will fight each other in the Sword Mansion. Mu Yingxiong was already sitting in a teahouse in Wushuang City, and he said to Jian Chen.

Jian Chen naturally understood what this senior uncle meant, but frowned and said, "Ten days, I watched Chu Feng and this person looking for the Sword Saint seems to be in a hurry to fight the Sword Saint, but why did he set the duel ten days later?"

Mu Yingxiong glanced at Jian Chen, and said lightly: "I don't know if you ask me about this, you can only understand it if you ask the Sword Saint and Chu Feng, but you should understand a little bit." ”

Jian Chen was silent and listened.

Mu Yingxiong drank tea, squinted his eyes, and muttered softly: "You should understand that Chu Feng and the Sword Saint duel is definitely not for the sake of being famous, if he wants to be famous, he will already be famous in the world with his skills." ”

There were other things he might not admit, but he couldn't help but admit this.

Just by the fact that this person can be with the master who even the master admires, Mu Yingxiong, it is enough to see that this person is extraordinary, not to mention that this person has been recognized by the Sword Saint and is qualified to become the opponent of the Sword Saint?

On October 27, the duel between the Sword Master and Chu Feng.

Jian Chen originally left Wushuang City as soon as possible, but now he wanted to stop in Wushuang City, at least after watching this rare decisive battle in the world before leaving. (To be continued.) )