Chapter 15: The Battle of the Town

Lu Xiaofeng's mood was a little heavy, and his mood was even heavier when he saw Chu Feng, and at this time he had become Chu Feng's coachman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as Chu Feng came out of the Sifang Restaurant, he saw Lu Xiaofeng, "Do you already know?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said: "I already know, on the seventh day of the seventh month, in the bamboo forest of Xishan, in the afternoon, you will fight with Yan Shisan." When he said this, Mei Yinxue had already entered the carriage and didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two at all.

Chu Feng asked, "What time is it?"

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, it's already afternoon. ”

Chu Feng nodded, he had already boarded the carriage, and left a sentence: "Then you should know where I'm going." ”

Lu Xiaofeng knew that today was the seventh day of the seventh month of July, and it was already afternoon, so Chu Feng was going to Jianyan Thirteen and Xishan Bamboo Forest to see Yan Thirteen.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say anything more, even if he said anything more, it would be useless, because Chu Feng had already walked into the carriage. And he also knew that although Chu Feng and Ximen Fuxue had many differences, they had one thing in common: what they promised would be done at all costs no matter what.

West Mountain Bamboo Forest.

Now there is no bamboo forest in Xishan, the bamboo forest has already been cut down by the townspeople in the town, there is only a small piece of bamboo, and the bamboo is not big, let alone verdant, but one thing is certain, this is the Xishan bamboo forest agreed by Yan Shisan and Chu Feng, and Yan Shisan has also been waiting in the Xishan bamboo forest.

Yan Shisan was not waiting alone, there was another person beside him, and a person with a long sword mark on his face, whose name was Raven.

The raven was originally the name of an animal, but the man with a hoarse voice called himself a raven. His voice was hoarse, and his face was even more fearful and disgusting, but anyone who knew the name knew that this man was a killer.

This man is not only a very powerful killer, but also a very peculiar killer. This person likes to kill, and his killing techniques are very skillful, but it is not the most peculiar thing about this person, the most peculiar thing about this person is that this person only kills celebrities, and no matter what celebrity he kills, he will keep a weapon on this celebrity that can prove the identity of this celebrity.

Most of the time he chooses weapons from celebrities, and a few times he chooses rare treasures such as jade.

No one knows why he collected these things, one thing is that this man definitely didn't collect these things to show off, so this man never used these things to show off.

He used to want to kill Yan Thirteen, and he wanted to take the sword from Yan Thirteen. Yan Thirteen is not a celebrity, but in his eyes, Yan Thirteen is indeed a very good prey, but he failed, and his originally cold face left a sword mark that can never be erased.

This time the crow also appeared here, so is the crow ready to collect the corpse for the person and take away the weapon on the celebrity? The weapon he took away this time is the weapon of that person?

The crow had already begun to sneer, he was sitting on a piece of bluestone, and there was a large box of food in his hand, he looked at Yan Shisan, who was standing as straight as a spear, and said coldly: "If you die, is your sword mine?"

Yan Shisan was not angry at all, he said lightly: "The things of the dead naturally belong to the living, but as for whether it is yours or not, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, but I don't think I will die." ”

The crow sneered, "Are you sure you can defeat Chu Feng?"

Yan Shisan's expression was calm: "I'm not sure, but I don't think I'll lose." ”

"Why?" the crow said hoarsely as he looked at Yan Thirteen, his voice hoarse with an indescribable sarcasm.

Yan Shisan naturally couldn't hear it, but Yan Shisan just said five words lightly: "Because of Yan Shisan." ”

The crow was stunned, he didn't quite understand, but soon he also understood, his expression became solemn, and now he finally began to believe that Yan Shisan would not be defeated.

Lu Xiaofeng thought that Yan 13 would definitely lose, at least when he saw Yan 13 yesterday, he thought that Yan 13 would definitely lose. But now it's different, since he met Yan Thirteen in the town, he was ten percent sure that there was only seven percent left. When he came to this bamboo forest and saw Yan Shisan, the seventy percent certainty in his heart had now become a little less certain.

If you say that Yan Thirteen you saw yesterday, although Yan Thirteen is a divine weapon out of the sheath, this divine weapon has been defeated once, but it is full of holes under that brilliance.

And when he met Yan Shisan today, he was very surprised to find that the scars on Yan Shisan's body had slowly disappeared. And when he saw Yan Thirteen at this time, he already felt that Yan Thirteen was a divine weapon, enough to take anyone's life, but he couldn't see the depth of Yan Thirteen now.

This divine weapon has been put into the sheath, and no one knows how sharp it will be when it is unsheathed, and how terrifying it will be. He believed that no one knew about it anymore.

The divine weapon is hidden in the sheath, and the divine weapon at this time is the most terrifying. Therefore, in the eyes of Yan Thirteen, Yan Thirteen at this moment is not the most terrifying.

However, Lu Xiaofeng didn't think that Chu Feng would lose, although he had already affirmed that what Hu Jinsleeve had said to him was absolutely true, Chu Feng must have been injured, but he didn't think that Chu Feng would lose, he couldn't see the slightest fear or cowardice from Chu Feng's body, Chu Feng's eyes were full of light and full of confidence at this moment.

This is the confidence that a true swordsman can only show when facing an evenly matched master. Facing such a swordsman, Lu Xiaofeng could not judge whether Chu Feng would win or lose.

Chu Feng had already stepped out of the carriage, and his movements when he got out of the carriage were exactly the same as when Lu Xiaofeng first saw him, elegant and calm. It was as if getting off the bus this time was a different rest, rather than a decisive battle with a high probability of losing your life.

People who can be so calm and elegant in the face of life and death, in Lu Xiaofeng's memory, there are definitely not many such people, at least in his opinion, among his friends, it seems that only three people, Ximen Blowing Snow, Hua Manlou, and Mudaoren, can be so calm at this time.

No, maybe there is another person: Ye Gucheng.

A look of reminiscence flashed in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, he was the only one who took the trick of flying immortals outside the sky, but he didn't know if he was Ye Gucheng's friend.

Looking at Chu Feng, at this moment, he even felt like he had seen Ye Gucheng.

However, Chu Feng is Chu Feng after all, and Ye Gucheng is Ye Gucheng after all, these are two people, although these two people have a rare arrogant swordsman temperament on the rivers and lakes, but Chu Feng is just Chu Feng, and Ye Gucheng is only Ye Gucheng.

Chu Feng got out of the carriage, the first thing he saw when he got out of the carriage was Yan Thirteen, and saw Yan Thirteen standing in the middle of a withered yellow bamboo, he didn't hesitate, he walked directly in front of Yan Thirteen, his eyes also looked at Yan Thirteen without concealment, his face showed a very satisfied look, and said: "Very good, now you are finally worthy of my sword." ”

Yan Shisan is still calm and rational, he is not angry, when a person knows that the opponent is telling the truth, a person like Yan Shisan will not be angry.

Yan Shisan was not only not angry, but also took a deep look at Chu Feng, who was wearing a blue robe, and bowed his hand and said: "Today's battle, I should thank you no matter whether I win or lose, although I want to be famous, but what I want most is the sword, I didn't understand this truth before, but now I understand." ”

In the rivers and lakes, there are few people who don't like fame, such as the carp who crosses the river all pursue fame and fortune, but few people dare to admit it, Chu Feng can't help but admit that he does like fame too, but he knows that what he wants to pursue most is the sword, and it is precisely because he understands this that he has today's swordsmanship attainments, so that he can be so calm between life and death, and now his opponent seems to understand this truth.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, he looked at Yan Shisan, "Whether you ask for a sword or a name, you should know one thing, as long as you can defeat me, then you can get what you want, if you lose, then you can't get it whether you ask for a sword or a name." ”

"I understand. Yan Shisan nodded, his eyes flashed, he stared at Chu Feng and said, "Therefore, I must win today's battle." ”

When the words landed, Yan Shisan's hand had already grasped the sword, and the moment he held the sword, a magnificent momentum had spread out to the surroundings in an instant.

Chu Feng naturally felt the magnificent momentum, he still stood upright, just staring at Yan Shisan in a daze.

At this moment, whether it is Lu Xiaofeng, Mei Yinxue or the crow, they already know that the words of the two have been, and the only thing left is to fight?

The crow began to get a little excited, he had seen Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Swords, and he knew that Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Thirteen Swords were ruthless and domineering, and they were already the most terrifying swordsmanship he had ever seen in his life.

He also knew Chu Feng, he knew that Chu Feng had defeated Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, and had become the world's leading swordsman.

He was really curious, who won and who lost the confrontation between these two people, who lived and who died?

Lu Xiaofeng also wanted to witness this battle with his own eyes, but he didn't want to. He wanted to see how powerful the evenly matched opponent in Ximen Blowing Snow was, but he didn't want Chu Feng to fight, he didn't want Chu Feng to die, at least he didn't want to lose to Yan Thirteen when he was already injured, and finally fell under Yan Thirteen's life-killing thirteen swords.

But now there is no way to stop it, because both of them are already preparing to draw their swords.

Mei Yinxue's eyes were still cold, so cold that he still had no emotion, and he was staring at the upcoming confrontation between the two like the other two, but he thought of one person in his mind: the Purple Marquis.

Does the purple-clothed marquis know about Chu Feng's situation?

But at this moment, Chu Feng had already drawn his sword.

The black hilt of the sword, drawn out in the black scabbard.

A sword had already been struck, like a black moon cutting through the sky as white as snow, slashing towards Yan Thirteen.