Dao Bo was angry in his heart, but thinking of the magical and mysterious Wuji Fist, he still held back his anger and said: "You and I are both masters. It is difficult to tell the winner. Where did you get the confidence to think that you can kill me? If you let me do it today,
If you leave, you will face endless pursuit by the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province. Even with the protection of the Lu family of Changlin Province, you will still not be able to escape death.
Young man, you have such a level of cultivation at such a young age, and your achievements in the future will definitely be limitless. Why do you need to provoke such a behemoth as the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province at this time? In one word, handing over the boxing manual of Wuji Fist will not only cause hatred but also
It’s all written off, and you will also become a guest of the Zuo family…”
Suddenly, without waiting for Uncle Dao to finish speaking, a sharp sword energy burst through the air with a "chi" sound.
The uncle's expression changed, and he struck down with his sword, blocking the sword energy.
This sword energy was created by Chen Feiyu!
"It's really noisy. I, Chen Feiyu, always keep my word. Today I will kill you in Miaotian Waterside Pavilion!"
Uncle Dao's greed has aroused Chen Feiyu's murderous intention. As soon as Chen Feiyu finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward and quickly approached Uncle Dao.
"Shuzi is arrogant, since you don't listen to advice, I will capture you today, and then slowly ask you about the secret of Wuji Fist!" Uncle Dao shouted, and he also held the knife and rushed forward!
In an instant, the two of them were at war!
The sword uncle held the sword in his hand, and with each strike, he swung out a meter-long sword. The place he passed was like a typhoon passing by. The bluestone floor was shattered, and countless spider web-like cracks appeared, raging throughout the Miaotian Waterside Pavilion.
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Lu Enyang and others were dazzled and horrified, hoping that Chen Feiyu would not be injured.
Chen Feiyu had a stern look on his face and high-spirited eyes. Even though he was using his bare hands, he kept moving back and forth among the sword light. His fists, shadows, and sword lights alternated, and he quickly suppressed the swordsman.
The more Dao Bo fights, the more difficult he becomes, and the more he fights, the more frightened he becomes.
Chen Feiyu's strength completely exceeded his imagination.
"Chen Feiyu is so young, but his cultivation is deeper than mine. He is really a weirdo. How did he practice? Is it possible that he started practicing Kung Fu from his mother's womb?"
Cold sweat broke out on Dao Bo's forehead. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely be defeated. He already had the intention to retreat in his heart. He kept looking to the left and right, secretly planning an escape route.
The changes in his demeanor were all in Chen Feiyu's eyes.
"I said, even though you are the patron saint of the Zuo family in Zhongyue Province, in my eyes, you are still as small as dust!"
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu slapped the back of the Chunyang sword with a light palm, quickly returning the internal energy on the sword to Hongmeng.
The sword uncle only felt that the power of the sword was gone, and he felt something was wrong. Before he had time to withdraw the sword and retreat, suddenly, two white and slender fingers formed a sword secret and pressed it against the sword uncle's heart very quickly, and at the fingertips of the sword secret, there was a
The sword energy shimmered faintly.
Uncle Dao's face instantly turned livid, and he was enveloped by the threat of death. He didn't even dare to move. He could only say with a stern face: "Chen Feiyu, if you dare to kill me, the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province will never let you go..."
"Your threat is just a feeble plea for mercy." Chen Feiyu put his sword finger on Uncle Dao's chest and said with a stern look, "I said, after today, there will be no guardian angel of the Zuo family!"
After saying that, Chen Feiyu's sword energy erupted violently from his fingertips, and with a "pop" sound, a sharp sword energy penetrated through Dao Bo's heart, and blood splashed out instantly!
Even before his death, Uncle Dao could not believe that Chen Feiyu would actually kill him.
The next moment, Dao Bo fell down softly. The powerful master of the generation, the patron saint of the Zuo family in Zhongyue Province, fell into the Miaotian Waterside Pavilion!
Zhou Yuexin was surprised and delighted: "Uncle Dao is a strong middle-level master. He is high above, can come and go freely, and exists like a god. The master-level strongman was actually killed by Chen Feiyu, and he was killed so easily. Mr. Chen is really
God!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yuexin remembered that Lu Baoyu had given her to Chen Feiyu, and that Chen Feiyu taught her sword skills. Her face turned rosy, and her heart was full of longing and joy.
Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin opened their mouths in shock, with incredible looks on their faces. The powerful and terrifying strength of Dao Bo had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts. Who would have thought that they could be killed so easily by Chen Feiyu? How terrifying is Chen Feiyu's strength?
?
Ma Hongxin was even more frightened, and secretly decided that she would call her father later and tell him not to come to Chen Feiyu for revenge, otherwise, the Ma family in Pinghua City would definitely be destroyed in the end!
Although Chi Lian was full of confidence in Chen Feiyu, after seeing Chen Feiyu successfully kill Dao Bo, his heart was still full of surprises, and his eyes shone with admiration.
Lu Baoyu's eyes lit up, and then he fiddled with the strings with his delicate fingers, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Among these people, the one who fears the most is definitely Zuo Baixuan. If Uncle Dao dies and loses the bet to Chen Feiyu, Zuo Baixuan's life will also be lost to Chen Feiyu.
Suddenly, Zuo Baixuan remembered that he had taken the initiative to nod and asked Uncle Dao to agree. He originally thought that with Uncle Dao's strong strength, it would be easy to defeat or even kill Chen Feiyu. Who would have thought that Uncle Dao would be beaten by Chen Feiyu in front of everyone?
Killed.
Thinking of this, Zuo Baixuan wished he could give himself a slap in the face!
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu turned around and looked at Zuo Baixuan.
One glance and the murderous intention is approaching!
Zuo Baixuan suddenly shuddered, and a feeling of fear surged from the bottom of his heart. He said with a serious expression: "Chen Feiyu, you have already killed the swordsman, and you have cut off my arm. What else do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?" Chen Feiyu chuckled, stepped forward, and walked slowly towards Zuo Baixuan. As he walked, he said: "I just used your life as a bet. You lost, your knife, and your life."
, it’s all mine now, what do you think I want to do?”
Zuo Baixuan suddenly took a breath of cold air and said with a dry smile: "The Chunyang Sword is a peerless sword that our Zuo family has inherited for more than three hundred years. It can cut iron like mud, blow hair and break hair, and the blade has a strong evil spirit, which adds to the power of the sword.
, How about you keep the knife and let me go? After all, you cut off one of my arms and I am already a useless person. Even if you keep me, I will be of no use to you."
"Of course, keeping you here is indeed of no use to me..." Chen Feiyu had already walked in front of Zuo Baixuan, looking down at him like a god who controlled life and death.
Zuo Baixuan thought that Chen Feiyu had agreed to let him go, so he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly made up his mind that as long as he returned to the Zuo family in Zhongyue Province alive, he must tell his father what happened today and ask the Zuo family to send experts to come and find him.
Chen Feiyu takes revenge!
"However, your death here is the greatest value to me." Chen Feiyu continued, and at the same time reached out to grab the Chunyang Sword in his hand, and raised it high.
Lu Baoyu sighed slightly, showing an expression that was indeed true.
The next moment, Zuo Baixuan's expression changed drastically, and extreme fear flashed in his eyes. Before he could say anything, Chen Feiyu's pure Yang knife raised high suddenly slashed down!
Suddenly, everyone saw a flash of sword light, Zuo Baixuan cut his throat with a sword, and became a dead soul under the sword.
"It is indeed a good knife." Chen Feiyu raised the Chunyang knife. There was still a drop of blood on the simple blade. He couldn't help blowing it away with his mouth, and the blood drop fell to the ground with a "ta" sound.
Crisp sound.
Lu Baoyu stood up, put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "In ancient times, there was Ximen blowing snow, and today there is Feiyu blowing blood. It really broke Baoyu's heart. Since ancient times, swords have been paired with heroes. The Chunyang sword that has been passed down for three hundred years will not be able to be used when it is placed in Feiyu's hands."
It will cause the sword to become covered in dust."
"Ha." Chen Feiyu looked up to the sky and chuckled, turned around and walked towards Zhou Yuexin, saying: "Although the sword is a good sword, it's a pity that I prefer to use a sword. This pure Yang sword is given to Yue Xin."
The people around were stunned. The Chunyang sword, which had been passed down for more than three hundred years and was regarded by the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province as a weapon to suppress the clan, was unexpectedly given away by Chen Feiyu? Come on, Chen Feiyu is too generous, right?
Lu Enyang was even more impressed. No wonder Chen Feiyu was so good at picking up girls. He even gave away such a precious sword without hesitation. Which woman could resist such an offensive?
Zhou Yuexin was stunned by the news, her head was dizzy, and she said: "Mr. Chen, you... do you really want to give me this knife?"
"Of course, I, Chen Feiyu, have always kept my word, and I have decided to give you this knife since we made the bet." Chen Feiyu couldn't help but handed the knife to Zhou Yuexin's hand, and said: "The purpose of my coming today
, just to teach you how to use a sword, and only this pure Yang sword is worthy of the sword skills I will teach you later."
Only then did Zhou Yuexin accept this matter. She couldn't help but be surprised. On the one hand, the Pure Yang sword was too precious. On the other hand, she felt Chen Feiyu's concern for her and got the Pure Yang sword by killing a strong master.
, changed hands and gave it to her, which shows that Chen Feiyu really takes her to heart.
"I must practice my sword skills well and not let Mr. Chen down." Zhou Yuexin held the Chunyang sword tightly, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
Chen Feiyu came to Chi Lian again and said: "Next time, I will give you a handy weapon."
Chi Lian smiled and shook her head. She knew that her master was worried that she would be jealous, but in fact, as long as she could stay with her master, everything else was trivial.
"Feiyu, Baoyu has something to say to you." Lu Baoyu's clear voice came over.
Chen Feiyu seemed to have known about it for a long time, and was not surprised. He nodded and followed Lu Baoyu to the antique building not far away.
After closing the door of the room, Lu Baoyu knelt down in front of the sandalwood table, lit a piece of agarwood on the incense burner, then started to make tea for Chen Feiyu, and said with a wry smile: "Feiyu, you clearly know that you killed Zuo Baixuan in Miaotian Waterside Pavilion.
And Dao Bo, regardless of whether Bao Yu killed them or not, the Lu family is now on the opposite side of the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province. If you do this, Bao Yu will be in trouble."
"I know, that's why Zuo Baixuan and Dao Bo must die." Chen Feiyu knew that Lu Baoyu was a smart man and there was no need to say convoluted words.
Lu Baoyu sighed slightly and said: "So, when you kill Zuo Baixuan and Dao Bo, it seems to be a battle of spirits, but in fact the purpose is to make Baoyu and you stand on the same front, so that Baoyu will never be able to leave you.
"The world only knows that Mr. Chen is a master of medicine and martial arts, but who knows that even in terms of strategy, Mr. Chen is unparalleled in the world."
"Thank you, I'm just taking advantage of the situation." Chen Feiyu stretched out his index finger, slightly lifted Lu Baoyu's round chin, looked into her bright eyes, and seemed to be declaring his sovereignty, and said: "You are mine, too.