With the sword in his hand, Dao Bo showed no reservations and showed off his extraordinary and holy master's cultivation. His original twilight state was swept away. His whole body was filled with the vitality of life, and his whole body had an astonishing momentum, like a sword.
The magic sword that drank up thousands of lives is sharp and breathtaking.
Under the agitation of this astonishing momentum, Zuo Baixuan, who was originally unconscious, suddenly woke up, and then he was overjoyed when he saw this scene. Since the swordsman took action, Chen Feiyu would definitely die!
Holding back the pain of his broken arm, Zuo Baixuan laughed loudly and said sternly: "Chen Feiyu, you are actually a master-level strongman. I admit that I was mistaken, but you must use force to break my arm."
Pay with blood!
Did you know that Uncle Dao has always shown himself in an old form? On the one hand, he is slowing down the consumption of his own physiological functions and extending his lifespan. On the other hand, he is constantly storing his cultivation. After so many years of accumulation, Dao Bo
How terrifying is the true energy stored in Bo's body?
Once the full power is unleashed, Uncle Dao's cultivation will skyrocket from the early stage of Grandmaster to the middle stage of Grandmaster. Even if you are also a strong Grandmaster, you will have no chance in front of Uncle Dao!"
As if to confirm Zuo Baixuan's words, Uncle Dao sneered, and the pure Yang knife in his hand trembled slightly, making a "buzzing" sound, adding to his murderous intent.
Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin looked pale. Although they didn't have a specific idea of how strong the mid-stage masters were, they could figure it out with their toes. Zuo Baixuan was only a "half-step master".
Showing earth-shattering strength, and Dao Bo is not only a Grandmaster, but also a mid-stage Grandmaster, two levels higher than Zuo Baixuan, so wouldn't his strength be able to destroy the world?
Zhou Yuexin also frowned secretly. Let's not talk about whether Chen Feiyu's cultivation level has reached the middle stage of Grand Master. Even if Chen Feiyu's cultivation level is not inferior to that of Sword Uncle, it is definitely not an easy task to defeat the experienced Sword Uncle.
"Even though Mr. Chen is also a strong master, facing the menacing Swordsman is still a tough battle. I hope Mr. Chen will not be injured." Zhou Yuexin was full of worry.
Only Chi Lian and Lu Baoyu's expressions remained unchanged. Even seeing Zuo Baixuan's arrogant and complacent look, they felt a little want to laugh in their hearts.
"My master's strength is already infinitely close to that of a late-stage grandmaster. A mid-stage grandmaster might be able to dominate an area in other places, but in front of my master, he is just barely stronger than an ant like Zuo Baixuan."
, is still no match for the master." Chi Lian shook his head and chuckled with a look of contempt.
Lu Baoyu chuckled, thinking that on that day at the top of Yangjiang Mountain, Chen Feiyu, with one man and one sword, fought against the Wuyun Sect's genius Tantai Yuchen, defeated the "Wuyun Sword Formation", killed Han Zhiyuan, the mid-level master, and defeated the "Legendary Power"
"Liu Qingfeng" Liu Qingfeng was undefeated in three moves, and was finally invited by the famous Lieutenant General Wang Hu of the Eastern Navy District to board a helicopter and leave in style. His arrogant attitude was so shocking!
"Uncle Dao is only a mid-term master, so how can he be the opponent of Mr. Chen, the overlord of the underground world in Changlin Province?"
The corners of Lu Baoyu's mouth were slightly raised, and his delicate fingers gently played with the strings of the piano. The high-spirited and intense piano sounds poured out under his fingers, adding to his murderous aura.
Chen Feiyu still stood with his hands behind his back, and his plain expression did not reveal much of his heart. He said lightly: "Oh? A strong person in the middle stage of the Grand Master?"
Zuo Baixuan was still laughing, laughing crazily and proudly, staring at Chen Feiyu, with deep hatred flashing in his eyes, and loudly said: "Yes, you know, even I have only seen the swordsman use his full strength once.
The result at that time was that a powerful early-stage master had his throat cut off by Dao Bo, and three "half-step masters" were all separated from each other. The remaining nearly thirty martial arts masters in the "Tongyou" realm were all beheaded.
Killed them all, the heads were rolling, and the blood flowed like rivers. It caused a sensation in the martial arts world of Zhongyue Province and discouraged many young people who coveted my Zuo family. And Uncle Dao was praised by my father as the guardian of the Zuo family in Zhongyue Province.
god!
Chen Feiyu, you are so virtuous and capable, if you can die under the knife of the sword with all your strength, it is considered a worthy death!"
Chen Feiyu smiled, shook his head while laughing and said: "With the strength of the middle master realm, killing an early master, three 'half-step masters' and more than thirty ants in the 'Tongyou Realm', in my eyes, this is
It's just a matter of course, but you use it as bragging rights and talk nonsense in front of me. I don't know whether it's ridiculous or sad.
Or is it because your martial arts community in Zhongyue Province has fallen into such a pitiful and pitiable state? Even crushing enemies below your own level is worthy of bragging?"
"What did you say?" Zuo Baixuan was stunned, and then got angry: "You are still using your words when you are about to die. Not only will your behavior not be able to save you, it will even make your consequences even more tragic!"
Uncle Dao also frowned. The battle Zuo Baixuan mentioned was the most proud battle in his life, and it was also the battle that made him famous in the martial arts world of Zhongyue Province. Unexpectedly, he was belittled by Chen Feiyu and was worthless. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Lian Lian has made up his mind to use the Chunyang knife in his hand to cut ninety-nine eighty-one wounds on Chen Feiyu's body and execute Chen Feiyu Lingchi!
Chen Feiyu still had his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "A middle-level master is just a strong man. Although he can be regarded as a hero, he is not invincible. At least, in front of me, Chen Feiyu, a mere middle-level master, although he has to
A little stronger than ants, but still as small as dust and not worthy of bragging."
"You are not ashamed of your words." Zuo Baixuan thought that Chen Feiyu was bragging, so he couldn't help laughing contemptuously, and said: "Once a warrior enters the realm of a master, he will have the qualifications to become a saint. He will no longer be different from the ordinary people who do nothing. Even if you, Chen Feiyu, also enter the realm,
He is in the realm of a grandmaster, but he is so virtuous and capable. Do you dare to say that a strong person in the middle stage of a master is as small as dust?
Believe it or not, once this sentence is spread, you, Chen Feiyu, will become the laughing stock of the entire Chinese martial arts world and be spurned by everyone!"
The swordsman slowly raised the pure Yang sword in his hand and pointed it at Chen Feiyu, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "You have entered the realm of a master at a young age. I admit that your qualifications are extraordinary, even the only one I have seen in my life.
However, judging from your sword energy just now, your strength is only slightly better than that of the early stage grandmaster, and is far from reaching the middle stage of the grandmaster. If you say that I am as small as dust, don't you know that in my eyes, you are also as weak as an ant?
In an instant, with the pure Yang knife in my hand, I can take your head off your neck!"
When Zhou Yuexin, Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin heard this, their faces turned pale, and their hearts became even more worried.
Zuo Baixuan smiled proudly, as if he had seen Chen Feiyu being killed by the swordsman.
Chen Feiyu's expression remained unchanged. When he used his sword energy to force the swordsman back, he only used 70% of his strength. However, he didn't expect that the swordsman would regard him as all his strength. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "Since you are so confident, why not
, let’s make a bet?”
"Oh?" Uncle Dao smiled contemptuously and said, "Since you want to bet, then I will grant your request and bet on your head. Do you dare?"
Bet your life!
Zhou Yuexin, Lu Enyang and others exclaimed, feeling even more worried, hoping that Chen Feiyu would not agree to such a dangerous bet.
"Just what I want." Chen Feiyu said: "If you win the duel, then what if I offer my head with both hands? If you lose..."
Halfway through, Chen Feiyu suddenly glanced at Zuo Baixuan and continued: "If you lose, the Chunyang Sword will stay and Zuo Baixuan will die!"
Zuo Baixuan exclaimed and almost cursed, Damn, why are you betting on my life and death when you two are dueling?
Then, Zuo Baixuan thought about it, Chen Feiyu was no match for Uncle Dao anyway, so what if he risked his own life? Could it be that Chen Feiyu really had the ability to defeat Uncle Dao?
Thinking of this, Zuo Baixuan nodded to Uncle Dao.
Uncle Dao understood the idea and looked at Chen Feiyu with murderous intent in his eyes: "Okay, if I lose, the young master's life and the Chunyang Sword of the Zuo family will all be yours. It's a pity that you are like an ant in my eyes, how can you do that?
Do you have the ability to come and get it?"
"Whether I have the ability or not, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Now that the bet has been set, let's get started. I will let you, and Zuo Baixuan, witness the true despair." Chen Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, with a plan in mind.
"Today, I will let you experience the truly terrifying power of the Zhongyue Province Zuo Family's Chunyang Thirty-Six Styles of Sword Art!"
Grandmaster Dao Bo's momentum continued to skyrocket in the middle period, encompassing the entire Miaotian Waterside Pavilion. Not only Zhou Yuexin, Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin, but also the many upper-class guests eating and drinking tea in the hall outside, all felt a powerful force inexplicably.
Under the pressure, their faces changed drastically, their hearts beat faster, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. For a moment, they thought the end of the world was coming.
Zuo Baixuan's eyes shone brightly, knowing that if Uncle Dao attacked with all his strength, Chen Feiyu would definitely die!
Lu Baoyu's eyes were also shining. This was a duel between two master-level experts. It was definitely a rare encounter in her life. This experience of watching the battle would definitely be of great benefit to her in the future when she enters the realm of a master.
"Let Baoyu come to cheer you two up." Lu Baoyu pointed out and the style of the music changed, becoming more high-pitched, like an iron horse fighting fiercely.
When the wind and thunder rise above your finger, it seems like thousands of horses are born!
It's "House of Flying Daggers"!
In the high-spirited melody, Dao Bo's momentum had reached its highest point, and he said sternly: "Chen Feiyu, my sword intention has reached its peak. With this blow, you will either die or be injured. Why don't you show your weapons quickly?"
edge?"
"I said, in my eyes, you are as insignificant as dust, so why should I take out a weapon to duel with you?" Chen Feiyu smiled lightly, suddenly pinched his sword finger and said: "To deal with you, two fingers are enough.
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"Shuzi is arrogant!" Uncle Dao was furious. Since he became famous in the martial arts world of Zhongyue Province and was hailed as the "Guardian Saint" by the head of the Zuo family, this was the first time he was so despised. He shouted loudly: "Since you
If you are looking for death, I will kill you with this knife!"
After saying that, Dao Bo raised his Chunyang knife high, and then suddenly struck Chen Feiyu in the air.
The sword intent that filled the sky turned into a three-meter-long sword and surged towards Chen Feiyu!