Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Bewitching Man

Cang Fei stopped suddenly, turned around, and really saw a person coming slowly.

said that it was slow, it was the attitude of the people who came, but in fact, it was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was a few feet away.

This man was about thirty years old, he was supposed to be a man, at least his appearance was like this, but he had no beard, he looked very white, he was wearing a red robe with lace embroidered on it, a shiny chain around his neck, jade bracelets on his left and right hands, and even flower shoes.

Looking at this dress, Cang Fei shuddered for no reason, and suddenly pulled out his long sword.

"You are Cang Fei?" the bewitching man in front of him spoke, his voice sharp, as if he was pinching his throat to speak.

Cang Fei's mind became more vigilant, he had a guess about the origin of this person, so that he did not dare to be careless, but he was not timid, he was also very confident in his own strength, and immediately said: "That's right! I am Cang Fei!"

"Then you can die!" said the glamorous man.

When he said the word "death", he was still standing in place, but when he said the word "go", he had already reached Cang Fei's approach, and his right hand stretched out to Cang Fei's forehead.

Cang Fei seemed to have expected it in his heart, and the long sword was handed forward.

The bewitching man snorted lightly, retreated and avoided it, and his body circled to Cang Fei's left side at an incredible speed, attacking Cang Fei.

Cang Fei's expression was solemn, and he calmly fought back, but a drop of blood oozed from his forehead, he was injured, although he forced the bewitching man to avoid it just now, but the bewitching man was too fast, so he was still injured.

Needle!

Cang Fei faintly saw the opponent's weapon, this was a needle, as thin as a hair, almost inserted into his eyebrows, if he hadn't responded in time, he would have died at this time.

There was no panic, Cang Fei, who had become a master, could naturally stay calm for a long time when he was fighting, not to mention that after seeing the other party's dress, he had already thought that the other party might be a demon who had cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book or the evil sword technique, and he expected the speed of the other party to be so fast that it was difficult for people to react.

Sword by sword, Cang Fei constantly forced the bewitching man who rushed over to retreat, he used the Dugu Nine Sword, but he did not attack the flaw of the bewitching man, because although he saw the flaw in the bewitching man's moves, but the speed of the bewitching man was too fast, and he couldn't attack the flaw at all.

Dugu Jiujian was restrained, and Cang Fei could only keep attacking, forcing the bewitching man back with a lose-lose move.

Although the bewitching man wanted to kill Cang Fei, he obviously didn't want to fight with Cang Fei, so the two sides fought together, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

It is still difficult to tell the winner or loser, but there is no doubt that Cang Fei has fallen into a disadvantage, except for the eyebrows that he was hit at the beginning, other places have also begun to hurt.

These injuries are very similar, they are all red spots the size of pinholes, of course, there are also some blood marks, needle punctures are like Cang Fei's body, and when Cang Fei forced back the bewitching man, the bewitching man took the opportunity to slash the needle through, directly bringing out a long blood stain.

Blood stains appeared on Cang Fei's body one by one, and his clothes were naturally torn.

Soon, Cang Fei's clothes were almost stained red with blood, his wounds, red spots were itching, blood stains were painful, it was really unspeakably uncomfortable, but he didn't have any way, he wanted to learn from Linghu Chong to defeat Yue Buqun, looking for the rules of the bewitching man's moves, but found that although the opponent's moves were repeated, the order of the moves was chaotic, and it was impossible to judge in advance.

This bewitching man has obviously been cultivating the Sunflower Treasure Book for a long time, and knows how to bring out the power of the Sunflower Treasure Book without letting others crack it.

For the first time since Cang Fei entered the Xiaoao Jianghu, he was a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to face the danger in front of him.

Since there is no way to think slowly, Cang Fei is not discouraged in the slightest, although this is a game, but it will kill people, and it is absolutely impossible for Cang Fei to give up.

Time gradually passed, Cang Fei had more and more wounds, densely covered all over his body, and his clothes had long been unable to cover his body, and he was in a semi-naked state.

Although Cang Fei looked extremely wolfish, he did not show the slightest hint of despair, but gradually regained his smile.

Yes, Cang Fei smiled, because he noticed that the bewitching man began to pant and seemed to be starting to lose his body.

Although this sunflower treasure book is powerful, but maintaining such a speed for a long time, the consumption is naturally amazing, and the internal strength of this bewitching man is insufficient, and it can't support it for too long.

That's your chance!

Cang Fei clearly grasped this point, his spirit was uplifted, Dugu Jiujian was more and more comfortable, often before the bewitching man leaned in, he was forced to retreat, before he would be injured once in a few moves, and now more than a dozen moves can not be lost, after this battle, Cang Fei has begun to adapt to the attack speed of the bewitching man.

The bewitching man obviously also knew his own situation, and his offensive became more and more fierce, wanting to solve Cang Fei quickly, but in addition to leaving some wounds on Cang Fei's body, he couldn't make greater progress, he knew that he couldn't continue like this, otherwise if his internal strength was exhausted, it would be really dangerous.

And Cang Fei had already seen through this bewitching man, the long sword in his hand was swinging wildly, his body was constantly impacting, he was constantly defending before, but now he took the initiative to attack, every move was a desperate posture, shrouding the bewitching man in his sword shadow.

The bewitching man cherished his life very much, and seemed to have a habit of cleanliness, he didn't even want to be touched by Cang Fei, and was frightened by Cang Fei's shameless play, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

After another hundred moves, the bewitching man was also ruthless, and if he continued like this, he would really be consumed to death, and in one of Cangfei's attacks, he no longer fought back, and chose to retreat.

A blood mark was drawn on his chest, and the bewitching man got out of Cang Fei's sword shadow, and he could go away in the blink of an eye at his speed, and Cang Fei would never be able to catch up with him.

However, Cang Fei had been waiting for this moment for a long time, being pressed and beaten by this bewitching man, he had long been holding his sulk, waiting for catharsis!

He knew that when this bewitching man was forced to leave, it must be when his internal strength was about to be exhausted, so he immediately rushed forward, his mouth open, and all his internal force was concentrated in his throat.

"Roar!"

Although it is not a sonic attack such as the roar of the lion of Buddhism, but the roar containing the full strength of Cangfei's first-class master still has a great effect, in the original book, Linghu Chong was let me do a roar in the bottom of the West Lake, directly stunned, and became a scapegoat for any of my actions, Cangfei's roar is naturally far less powerful than any of my actions, but it cannot be ignored.

The bewitching man's internal strength was weak, and in Cangfei's roar, there was a roar in his mind, although he recovered in a blink of an eye, but his movements were also slow down for a moment.