Chapter 45: The Rose Stained with Blood

The time is coming, and the time is not over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Yan Nanfei walked out of the hall, his face had an indescribable dead air, which could be seen by both Chu Liuxiang and Mingyuexin, but at this moment, neither Chu Liuxiang nor Mingyuexin said anything to dissuade him, because they already knew that Yan Nanfei was determined to go to the appointment.

At this moment, although Yan Nanfei's face was dead gray, there was a touch of nobility in his eyes, a touch of the nobility of the swordsman.

Yan Nanfei had already gotten up and did not leave, but looked at Mingyue Xin, who looked like he was indifferent at all times, he groaned for a long time before asking, "Mingyue Xin, does Mingyue have a heart?"

Chu Liuxiang didn't understand, and Mingyuexin didn't quite understand either.

Mingyue thought for a long time and said: "Mingyue has no intention, how can Mingyue have a heart." ”

"So Mingyue's heart doesn't exist in the first place?"

"Yes. ”

"And who are you?"

"I'm Gongziyu's woman. Mingyuexin groaned for a moment and said, "I like this title." ”

Yan Nanfei was silent again, and he said, "Gongzi Yu, is there only one Gongzi Yu in the world?"

Mingyue nodded and said, "In my eyes, there is only one Gongzi Yu in the world. ”

Yan Nanfei's eyes were gloomy, but at the same time brightened, he nodded at Mingyuexin, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint wry smile, and he said, "Although I don't like this sentence very much, I should still thank you." With that, he walked out.

At this point, the time has come.

Chu Liuxiang watched this scene quietly, he had been paying attention to Yan Nanfei, and he found that when Ming Yuexin's last sentence was spoken, he felt that Yan Nanfei suddenly seemed to have a reborn change.

Yan Nanfei just now can naturally be regarded as a dragon and phoenix among people, but there is always an invisible fetter on the body of this dragon and phoenix, and now Yan Nanfei has obviously removed the fetters on his body, revealing a kind of swordsman and swordsman who is unique to sharpness.

Before this moment, Yan Nanfei must have other purposes in mind when he went to the battle, and at this moment, Yan Nanfei must have these purposes in mind, but at this moment, Yan Nanfei seems to have been reborn.

But is Yan Nanfei Chu Feng's opponent now?

Chu Liuxiang was not sure.

He had only seen Chu Feng a few times, and he didn't know much about Chu Feng, but whether it was from Lu Xiaofeng's mouth or what he had seen with his own eyes in the past two days, he could see that Chu Feng was definitely not a person who had gained a reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Yan Nanfei is very familiar to him, he knows that Yan Nanfei's swordsmanship is extremely high, but he also knows that Yan Nanfei's sword has flaws, and this flaw is not because of the flaws in swordsmanship, but because of Yan Nanfei's person.

Yan Nanfei is a person who naturally likes to enjoy, and his swordsmanship also pursues elegance and beauty, but the swordsmanship that kills people does not need to be elegant and beautiful, but needs to be fast and accurate. Most of Yan Nanfei's sword moves are like this, but there are some different moves.

These moves may still be able to fight in response to some ordinary telling, but in the face of a swordsmanship master like Chu Feng, who has already reached the peak of his swordsmanship attainment, wouldn't that be the biggest flaw.

Please!

In the courtyard, there is only the sound of the wind, the sound of the wind blowing the trees.

The voice was not loud, and Yan Nanfei said a word of invitation, and at this moment it seemed that everything had stopped.

There was no waiting, only the dazzling sword light that suddenly illuminated the long cold night.

Under the sycamore tree, the shadow of the sword flashed, and Chu Feng and Yan Nanfei had already pulled out their swords in an instant.

The sword is in the hand, and the name of the sword is Rose.

The Rose Sword comes from the Valley of the Divine Soldiers, and it is not a famous sword in the world, but it is very peculiar, at least the blood-colored Rose Sword in the rumors of the rivers and lakes is very peculiar, because the Rose Sword will emit poisonous gas in the face of the wicked, and there will be no poisonous gas in the face of the righteous.

It's been like this so far.

Today, the Rose Sword came out again, the blood-colored sword shadow was like red lightning like a poisonous snake in the air, a thrilling sword light sword mark was slashed in the air, the sword was not far from Chu Feng's life and death, the Rose Sword at this moment was not poisonous, but the terrifying sword intent made Chu Liuxiang and Ming Yuexin both frightened.

Especially Chu Liuxiang, he suddenly found that he was wrong, he really saw Yan Nanfei wrong. At this moment, Yan Nanfei's sword did not have the grace and prodigality of a playboy at all, but instead had an indescribable blood and fierce killing, which only a person who had gone through a life-and-death confrontation could send out such a terrifying swordsmanship.

Obviously, when Yan Nanfei faced Chu Feng's sword at this moment, he was not the playboy in Chu Liuxiang's eyes, but a meticulous peerless swordsman who swung his sword like a gamble.

When swordsmen fight, every move and every style, isn't it a life-and-death fight?

At this moment, Yan Nanfei was waving his sword and gambling with his life.

Yan Nanfei was swinging his sword, and Chu Feng was also swinging his sword.

A sword as red as blood.

A long sword as white as the moon.

Both swords emitted a terrifying sword aura and sword light, illuminating the pitch-black night sky transparently.

Swords and swords clash, swords and people pass by, and in an instant, the difference between victory and defeat or life and death will be distinguished.

No one spoke, whether it was Chu Liuxiang or Ming Yuexin, they all looked at this confrontation, this was a wonderful and thrilling confrontation.

Now, in Chu Liuxiang's eyes, it seems that this confrontation has been won and lost.

When Yan Nanfei swung the fourth sword, in Chu Liuxiang's eyes, it seemed that the two of them had already won and lost. Yan Nanfei's sword is like the red sun in the sky, dazzling and incomparable, with infinite murderous intent and evil aura, but Chu Liuxiang has already seen that Yan Nanfei's sword momentum has been suppressed by Chu Feng's sword momentum, and after three more moves, Yan Nanfei can only lose.

The authorities were fascinated, but Yan Nanfei didn't see it, so Yan Nanfei continued to swing his sword.

Chu Feng also fought back with his sword.

One sword, two swords, and a third sword.

The first two swords didn't show any change, only when it was the third move, the blade of the long sword in Chu Feng's hand turned, and the blinding sword light in mid-air suddenly disappeared, and only one sword flew towards Yan Nan and slashed down in the air.

This sword was suddenly issued, and Yan Nanfei suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure coming to him, and at this moment he seemed to be facing not a swordsman, but the entire heaven and earth under negative pressure towards him.

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard fell down, and they seemed to be shocked by this shocking confrontation, and they seemed to be sorry for Yan Nanfei's defeat.

Yan Nanfei originally wanted to swing his most proud stunt, but unfortunately, facing Chu Feng's sword at this moment, it was difficult for him to have the slightest battle intent in his heart.

He felt that he was not fighting with Chu Feng, but with this piece of heaven and earth.

Yan Nanfei's face was like ashes, but he would still make the last sword.

He is a swordsman who wields his sword even if he is defeated.

A red light slashed through the air like lightning, slamming towards Chu Feng's long sword with an indescribable ferocity.

But this sword finally failed, and Chu Feng's sword and sword momentum were like a broken bamboo, and he flew down towards Yan Nanfei.

Under the sword, the victory and defeat have been divided.

Flying grass, under the dust and smoke, the two stood side by side.

One was bleeding from his left arm, and the other stood coldly with an indifferent expression.

The rose sword had already fallen to the ground, Yan Nanfei looked at the bleeding left arm, he was speechless for a long time, and he didn't know how long it was, he suddenly sighed lightly: "I lost, it turns out that Yan Nanfei is indeed not as good as Chu Feng." ”

Chu Feng inserted the sword into the scabbard and said lightly: "If you practice for another three years in your current state and fight with me, you may have a chance to beat me, but it's a pity that you came three years earlier." ”

Yan Nanfei smiled slightly, his smile was indescribably light, as if he was not defeated, but a winner, he looked at Chu Feng and suddenly said very solemnly: "You are wrong, even if I practice for another three years, I am not as good as you, you are a swordsman, you and Ximen Chuixue, Xie Xiaofeng and others are swordsmen born for swords, but I am not, I am just a Jianghu person who understands swords, so even if I practice for another ten years, I am not as good as you." ”

He said that he suddenly picked up the sword on the ground here, he was determined not to look at Chu Feng anymore, he looked at Mingyue Xin, and he said, "Is there only one Gongzi Yu?"

Mingyuexin nodded, her voice was as gentle as usual, there was no fluctuation, and he said, "Yes, there is only one Gongzi Yu in the world." ”

"Okay, very good!" Yan Nanfei held the sword, and he said the last sentence of his life: "There is only one Yan Nanfei in the world, I hope someone can remember Yan Nanfei." ”

The words fell, and the blood-red sword was stained with bright blood.

The rose sword has been unsheathed, and it should be stained with blood when it comes out of the sheath, and this time the rose sword is dyed red with Yan Nanfei's own blood.

The sword had pierced through his heart, and he was still standing, with a faint smile on his face, and closed his eyes very peacefully.

Chu Feng looked at this scene calmly, there was no fluctuation on his face, his expression was so calm that it was almost the same as Mingyue's heart, and there seemed to be no emotional change.

There is absolutely no joy of victory in his body, but the coldness and loneliness of a swordsman, he quietly looked at Mingyuexin and said: "Mingyuexin girl, can I see Gongziyu now." ”

Mingyuexin smiled slightly, her smile was much sweeter than just now, she nodded and said: "Since this decisive battle is won by Mr. Chu, then you can naturally see Gongziyu, in fact, Gongziyu has always been there, but you haven't noticed." ”

Chu Liuxiang was originally saddened by Yan Nanfei's death, but at this moment, he had turned around, and he found a man with a bronze mask in the garden holding a pot of camellias, looking at this scene with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes.

This person is somewhat unfamiliar to him, but he is also very familiar.

Soon Chu Liuxiang immediately didn't feel strange, because Chu Liuxiang saw the sword on the waist of the man with the bronze mask, the sword that belonged to Gongzi Yu.

There is only one person in heaven and earth who is worthy of that sword, and that person is Gongzi Yu.

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and sword.

The five masters under Gongzi Yu, they originally planned to join forces to get rid of the other after one of Yan Nanfei and Chu Feng died, but they saw Gongzi Yu and saw Gongzi Yu who led them to punish evil and promote good deeds, so they were stunned, and their eyes showed excitement and brilliance.

An incredible, very excited thought appeared in their minds: Gongzi Yu is back. (To be continued.) )