Duan Lang didn't feel honored at all for the compliment of the Second Blade Emperor, but only shame.

In his opinion, the cold-faced man in front of him seemed to be a Zhongshan wolf, and he would be arrogant when he succeeded. So he almost tilted his sword again regardless of his injuries, and fought the middle-aged man in front of him on the spot.

It was also at this moment that a hand was pressed on his shoulder, and a voice that he was very familiar with appeared in his ear: "Jingxin!"

"Master," Duan Lang subconsciously turned around and saw that the person coming was Xie Feihong, so he quickly bowed to ask for peace and apologized and said, "Sorry, Duan Lang has shamed you."

"You should be ashamed," Xie Feihong glanced at the second sword emperor with no injuries on the other side, and looked at the knife on Duan Lang's shoulder again. He couldn't help but feel hurt and said with a blank expression: "Defeat is not terrible. The other party is the second swordsman, and it is reasonable that you are not his opponent. But... you shouldn't let him win so easily."

"Sorry, the owner of the manor!" Duan Lang apologized again.

"You don't have to say sorry to me," he said, and passed by Duan Lang with a calm expression: "The only one you want to apologize for is yourself. After all, life is yours!"

No longer caring about Duan Lang blaming himself, Xie Feihong looked at the three swordsmen in front of him who looked different, had their own unique qi, blood, and qi. The First Evil Emperor and others also looked at Xie Feihong indifferently.

After looking at each other for a long time, Xie Feihong, as the master, finally spoke first: "I guess the three are the three top swordsmen in the world, the first evil emperor, the second sword emperor and the third pig emperor."

"Good eyesight," the third pig emperor who was like Maitreya couldn't help but bite the pig's trotter in his hand, then nodded and said, "Then you must have guessed why we came."

"Of course," Xie Feihong nodded slightly and said lightly: "There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. It's me... I will not allow a young man who has never heard of him or seen him to ride on my head inexplicably."

The third Pig Emperor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, and chuckled: "Is Xie Feihong so? I'm starting to like you a little."

Xie Feihong smiled when he heard this, but did not answer the words, but directly looked at the Second Sword Emperor beside him with a fighting spirit: "Is the Second Sword Emperor?"

"No," said the second sword emperor proudly.

"You come to invite me to fight, I accept it happily," Xie Feihong glanced at the injured Zhuang Ding in his village and couldn't help but move his fingers slightly, then pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife: "But you bully the small and hurt my subordinates, should you give me an explanation first?"

"Explanation?" The Second Blade Emperor narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "What explanation is needed? In the world, the strong are prey on the weak! If I am better than them, I have the right to control everything they have, including their lives! Now that they are still alive, it is my kindness and mercy!"

"The strong prey on the weak, it's right!" Xie Feihong chuckled and said coldly: "Then if I am better than you, I'll give you a knife and show my kindness. You shouldn't mind."

"If you can do it," the Second Blade Emperor sneered.

Xie Feihong did not say much about the provocation of the Second Blade Emperor. What he said was that the lotus was so bright that it was better for people to see it with their own eyes.

So as soon as the second sword emperor's words fell, the long sword on Xie Feihong's waist suddenly unsheathed and slashed directly towards the direction of the second sword emperor in such a void!

This knife, one word, is fast!

The sword light that was shockingly glanced through everyone's eyes, and before the second sword emperor could even understand what was going on, a long, cold air was so fierce that the extremely sharp sword energy slashed in front of him!

A blood splashed in front of him and dripped on the ground. At this time, the Second Blade Emperor realized the pain on his shoulders. He couldn't help but take a step back and pressed his hand between the wound.

This is... I was hit by a knife! How is it possible! The Second Sword Emperor glanced at the same knife wound on his shoulder that was exactly the same as the one he cut off on Duanlang's shoulder, and was shocked.

What a quick knife!

If the other party's knife was not aimed at his shoulder, but aimed at his throat or other vital points, I'm afraid he has...

Just thinking about it will make the second sword emperor's back chill! Sweat all over his back!

The second sword emperor was shocked by Xie Feihong's quick sword so fast, and the other two were not much better.

The third Pig Emperor opened his mouth so big that he could swallow his fist. Even the delicacies that he had kept lingering at hand had forgotten.

The first evil emperor also showed his disobedience for the first time. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched. He wanted to say something, but felt that it was inappropriate to say anything. So he hesitated for a long time and could only say coldly: "Evil way!"

"Evil Dao?" Xie Feihong, who had put away his sword and stood there, as if he had not moved just now, couldn't help but chuckled when he heard this, and then smiled at the First Evil Emperor with a smile: "Is it possible that the First Evil Emperor practiced the Compassionate Sword?"

"...A person who is trying to show off his words!" The first evil emperor also knew that he had just said something wrong. He practiced a killing knife, so where is the difference between good and evil. So he refused to respond and pressed his hand on the hilt of his knife. A sword intent that was the only one in his sword instantly pressed towards Xie Feihong like a storm.

Since you don’t have any speculation, then let’s fight!

On the other side, the Second Sword Emperor, who finally came to his senses, also pressed his hand on his famous sword. However, under Xie Feihong's deliberateness, he was almost exactly the same as Duan Lang's injuries, so if he really did, he would not be able to emit 80% of his skills.

And he could also see from Xie Feihong's quick knife just now that he was intact and was not sure, let alone now.

Therefore, although he seems fierce now, he is actually just a show of himself.

However, the third Pig Emperor finally remembered his hobby at this time. The big pig's hooves at hand were put into his mouth and took a bite, which was to suppress his shock and calm down.

As for what to do, I'm just the third one, of course I don't mind being the fourth one. So, you can do it.

Xie Feihong naturally discovered this, so even he was interested in the third Pig Emperor's Creation Sword and the second Pig Emperor's Seven-Secret of the Love Sword, and now he can only focus on the first evil emperor.

After all, in the original work, the magic sword of the First Evil Emperor is indeed a bit evil, and it is somewhat similar to the higher-level Fifteen Death Swords. Therefore, even Xie Feihong cannot take it easy before he figured it out!

Although the three top swordsmen didn't say much, they actually received a little bit of Xie Feihong's affection. After all, even the first sword emperor with the highest martial arts skills among them did not dare to say that he could retreat without any injury even if he was caught off guard.

Therefore, although the First Evil Emperor was ready to take action and fight with Xie Feihong to raise his sword, he still gave Xie Feihong time to prepare.

When Xie Feihong heard the words and realized the elegance, he also pressed his hand on the hilt of Xue Yin Kuang Knife. Then he pulled out the sheath and slashed it!

Xie Feihong was not polite, as the swordsmen were not talking so much. So he also raised his sword and waved his sword to fight!

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