Chapter 27, victory or defeat in the heart

Ziyihou was lying on the bed, his whole body did not move, just lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale, and he only had one breath left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Feng's sword had already pierced him in the heart, although it was only half an inch, but it was enough to kill the purple-clothed marquis. Ziyi Hou is not dead now, it is just because of his strong internal force support and the sword that Chu Feng sent out is too fast and fast, so it looks like a small scratch on his heart, but as long as he uses his internal force, he will definitely die.

The Purple Yihou understood this truth, so he did not operate the internal force.

Although he hoped that if he lost this battle, he would die under Chu Feng's sword, but he couldn't die now, at least he had to drink a jar of wine with his old friend Li Guanyu.

There was no one else in the room except Li Guanyu, even Murong Qiudi left, only Li Guanyu and Ziyihou.

Li Guanyu poured wine for the Purple Yi Hou and also poured a glass for himself, he stared coldly at the Purple Yi Hou who was as pale as paper, and said, "If Chu Feng didn't use the Heaven Flying Immortal just now, would you kill Chu Feng?"

Ziyi Hou trembled and shook his hand, his hand was not very stable now, he put the wine glass in front of his mouth, took a sip, and then said: "Since I am fighting with him, there is no room for mercy, I don't have to show mercy to him, and I don't want to show mercy, so naturally I will not show mercy to his subordinates, this battle is a battle of life and death, which Chu Feng already understood when I swung my sword at him." ”

Li Guanyu was silent, he slowly drank the contents of the cup, and sighed lightly: "I just didn't expect Chu Feng to use your strongest move, but it was the Flying Immortal of Ye Gucheng, the lord of White Cloud City in the past. ”

Ziyihou didn't seem to care at all, he smiled casually, looked at Li Guanyu and said: "No matter what, I did lose this battle, even if in Chu Feng's eyes, it seems that the winner is me, but it is undeniable that I lost under this sword, so I don't understand now whether I am defeated in the hands of Chu Feng or in the hands of Ye Gucheng." ”

Li Guanyu understood what the purple-clothed marquis meant.

If this sword was used by Ye Gucheng, would the Purple Yi Hou be defeated? No one knows this, but no one can help but admit that this move is indeed Ye Gucheng's peerless swordsmanship, although the person who used this sword is not Ye Gucheng, but Chu Feng.

Li Guanyu didn't think about it right away, at least he didn't think about it now, he had already started drinking now, drinking with Ziyihou.

The Marquis of Ziyi is still alive, so he just wants to drink with him.

He didn't speak anymore, Ziyi Hou didn't speak anymore, both of them were drinking, gulping down......

Drizzle and slanting winds.

The wind was heavier and the rain was more rapid.

Murong Qiudi stood in the courtyard, looking at the flowers and green grass in the courtyard, stunned.

Suddenly the rain above his head stopped, but the rain in heaven did not stop.

An umbrella had appeared above her head, a person had appeared beside her, and a familiar but already somewhat unfamiliar voice had come to her ear at the same time: "How long have we not stood together like this and looked at the scenery?"

Murong Qiudi didn't think about it, she didn't look back, she was already looking at the peony that was blooming dazzlingly in the rain, he said: "It's been about seven or eight years, the past is like the wind, I didn't expect that we would be able to see the scenery together again." ”

"It's a pity that even if we can see the scenery together, time can't go back to the past, right?"

Murong Qiudi smiled softly, she didn't look back at the man behind her, the swordsman named Xie Xiaofeng, her words were still very light and elegant, she said: "When you chose the sword back then, wasn't this result already doomed?

Xie Xiaofeng asked, "Can't you?"

Murong Qiudi turned around, she looked at Xie Xiaofeng with wide eyes and said, "Immortal Sword Master Bai Yujing may be able to, but can you Xie Xiaofeng?"

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't lie, under these eyes, he didn't have any way to lie, he couldn't speak, he knew he couldn't.

Murong Qiudi's expression was still gentle and soft, she looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said: "You should know that I don't blame you, you chose the sword, you are the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, the future owner of the Divine Sword Villa, you can't choose the sword, not only because of yourself, but also because of the Divine Sword Villa, you can't choose me, but only the sword, in that case, why are you thinking about anything else?"

Xie Xiaofeng wanted to speak, but the words were already dry in his mouth.

Murong Qiudi was very elegant and calm, Xie Xiaofeng looked at Murong Qiudi, he couldn't even feel the slightest emotional fluctuation from Murong Qiudi's body.

"I know you're a person who doesn't like to give up halfway, and since you've chosen the sword, keep going on this path and don't think about turning back, because there's no way you can turn back. This was the last thing Murong Qiudi said to Xie Xiaofeng, and he had already left after saying this.

Xie Xiaofeng wanted to chase it, but he couldn't chase it anymore, no matter how many words he had in his heart, he had nothing to say, what other way could he chase it now? Xie Xiaofeng held an umbrella and stood in the slanting wind and drizzle, admiring the delicacy of this moment and place, his heart was completely calm at this moment, and even began to be dead.

The crow and Yan Shisan didn't leave, it was already night, and the two were still standing in the garden where Chu Feng and Ziyi Hou were dueling, the two of them were stunned, and they didn't know how long it took, the crow finally spoke, he glared at Yan Shisan and said, "Chu Feng really used the Flying Immortals outside the sky?"

Yan Shisan's expression was faint and said, "Do you think that move is not Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal from the sky?"

The crow nodded, but smiled bitterly, "Although I don't like to admit it, but one of the few Lu Xiaofeng in the world who has seen the Flying Immortal outside the sky and survived all said that Chu Feng's move was a flying immortal outside the sky, so what reason do I have to deny it?"

"In that case, you shouldn't have asked such a stupid question. Yan Shisan's eyes were obscure and deep, and he said lightly: "Regardless of whether Chu Feng's move is a flying immortal outside the sky, at least now I know one thing." ”

The crow stared at Yan Shisan for a long time, and then suddenly spoke, "You seem to have regarded Chu Feng as your opponent?"

Yan Shisan didn't answer, but just asked rhetorically: "Do you think this person is not worthy of being your opponent?"

The crow closed his mouth, and after a while, he said, "At least I know that I am not worthy of being his opponent now, and in my opinion, how many people are worthy of being Chu Feng's opponent today?"

Yan Shisan can't deny this sentence, Chu Feng defeated the Purple Yi Hou and defeated the Purple Yi Hou who was a dragon among the people, after this battle, it is conceivable that Chu Feng's martial arts attainments, his understanding of kendo swordsmanship will go to another level, so how many people are worthy of becoming Chu Feng's opponents in the rivers and lakes?

Xie Xiaofeng, who was also one of the three great swordsmen? He knew that Xie Xiaofeng had been defeated.

Is it Ximen Blowing Snow? Or is it Xue Yiren, the world's No. 1 swordsman in the past, or Bai Xiaolou, the leader of the Demon Sect who listened to the spring rain all night in the small building with the Demon Knife in his hand, or the dragon Haitian Guyan among the world's strange people who has been famous for a hundred years? Or the Jade Rakshasa of the Rakshasa Sect Leader, or the jellyfish Yin Ji and Shi Guanyin? Or the flying knife of Xiao Li, who has no false hair?

Yan Thirteen couldn't think of it anymore, and no one could think of it. And he didn't think about it anymore, he didn't have to think about anything, he only needed to think about his sword, his fourteen fatal swords, and even the fifteen fatal swords that were difficult to fatalize.

And what about the crow? The crow didn't think about these things at all, he knew the gap between him and Chu Feng, he couldn't even crack Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Thirteen Swords, how could he defeat Chu Feng? Therefore, he didn't think about it at all, at most he just thought about whether he could put away the blades of these two if Yan Thirteen was defeated or Chu Feng was defeated.

But he didn't think about it for the time being, because he had a feeling in his dark that he couldn't wait for this scene, at least for the time being.

Suddenly, a voice came to his ears, Yan Shisan's voice, Yan Shisan's voice looked at the crow and said coldly: "You said that the crow is a weapon for collecting the dead, and it is also a weapon for celebrities?"

"Yes. ”

"Is there a guy here who is dying now?"

"Yes. The crow said, "And I know that person is the Purple Marquis." ”

"In that case, why don't you put away his weapon?"

The crow did not hesitate, his hideous and ugly face was still cold, but under a closer look, there was a solemn look, he looked at Yan Shisan and said, "Because I know that I am not worthy." ”

"You don't deserve it?" Yan Shisan was a little surprised, he said: "You dared to put away the Xuanhua big axe of Huangshan Yinxia Wulingqiao back then, why don't you deserve to put away the blade of the purple-clothed marquis?"

The crow looked at Yan Shisan and said coldly: "Although the Purple Yihou and the Huangshan Yinxia Wulingqiao are similarly famous, they are not the same. ”

"Why?"

"The Purple Yi Hou can become famous in the rivers and lakes because he has fought against the Dongying swordsman in white for twenty years, and the Huangshan Yinxia Wulingqiao can become famous only because of his domineering eleven axe techniques. ”

"So they're different?"

The crow said lightly: "I have always had no taboos, but I just don't like to touch a kind of person, and I don't want to touch that kind of person or thing." ”

"Who?"

The crow said: "I am a hermit who is hidden in the world, but because of the Central Plains, I don't want to touch this kind of person, I don't want to touch their things." ”

"Why?"

"Because people like me don't have the right to collect their stuff. ”

"Is Ziyihou this kind of person?"

"Yes, therefore I can't touch his weapon, and I don't deserve it. The crow's eyes had already begun to gleam, he looked in the direction of the residence of the Purple Marquis, and sighed softly: "In my opinion, apart from Chu Feng in the heavens and the earth, who else is qualified to touch the sword of the Purple Marquis?"

Yan Shisan admitted that only those who defeated the Purple Yi Hou were qualified for the Purple Yi Hou's sword, and Chu Feng defeated the Purple Yi Hou.