The sword light entangled Chen Feng like a poisonous snake. Although it could not hurt the corner of Chen Feng's clothes, it was difficult for Chen Feng to pull away too much.
With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword suddenly produced a soft force.
Chen Feng took a step forward and used the strength of a maple tree to instantly turn around and stab with his sword.
"Ding ding ding…"
A series of longswords clashed.
Red Spot's expression did not change at all, but he was already a little surprised in his heart. The sword technique that Chen Feng had used previously was clearly extremely fast and ruthless. However, this time, he could clearly feel that Chen Feng's sword technique had changed. It had become as soft as silk. Although it looked like it was only for defense, it was actually a needle hidden in cotton wool. He was waiting for an opportunity to kill Chen Feng.
While he was thinking, Red from the Central Plains stabbed out thirteen more times.
There was nothing special about these thirteen sword strikes. It was just that the sword strikes were more ruthless, more poisonous, and faster.
Chen Feng's face was expressionless. His current martial arts attainments might not be considered much in the martial arts world, but his lightness skill was considered rare in the world. He dodged the quick sword of the Red Spot of the Central Plains with a graceful and ghostly movement technique, and then he alternated between the Floating Bamboo Sword Technique and the quick sword to deal with the Red Spot of the Central Plains 'moves.
Sword light danced in the air. In less than ten breaths, the two had already stabbed at least ninety-three times.
Every time the sword stabbed out, the two of them would face an extremely dangerous situation. It was as if the two of them could kill or be killed at any time.
Be it Red from the Central Plains or Chen Feng, both of them could feel the feeling of walking on the edge of a blade with their lives. However, their sword techniques did not show any signs of disorder. Their swords were still fast and agile. There was still no hesitation or hesitation.
Chen Feng's face was expressionless, but a strange look appeared in his eyes. He realized that the person in front of him did not seem to have a limit to his speed or strength. Red Spot's sword was getting faster, fiercer, and more crafty. An unprecedented sense of oppression rose in his heart. He could even feel that his life was hanging on a rope. Fortunately, he was the one holding the rope, and his hands were still steady.
Red from the Central Plains had lost all emotion. His sword strikes became faster and faster, and more and more crafty. His gaze was as sharp as a sword, and his body was like a sophisticated machine. Every time he struck, there was absolutely no mistake.
To be fair, Red Sparrow's swordsmanship could not be considered to have reached the peak. However, the viciousness of his swordsmanship was indeed something that few people could compare to. Moreover, Chen Feng had discovered an even more terrifying characteristic of Red Sparrow's swordsmanship. Red Sparrow did not care about his life at all.
Red from the Central Plains didn't care about his own life, nor did he care about the lives of others. He rarely held his sword horizontally to defend himself. Every time he swung his sword, it was a terrifying attack of Mercury Descending the Earth. His sword was as fast as lightning, and his extremely delicate sword technique was enough to suppress most of the warriors in the world until they couldn't breathe. At this time, he would increase the limit of his speed and take the life of his opponent with one strike.
A swordsman's sword must not only be fast, but also slow!
Only when one was slow could one show speed. This was an extremely simple principle. Red Spot's sword was the same, but his sword gave others a different feeling. When he attacked, people would feel that his sword was fast, but when he killed you in the end, people would feel that his sword was even faster, as if there was no limit to his speed.
Chen Feng had seen the sword of the Immortal Phoenix, Ye Qiubai. Ye Qiubai's sword was calm and extremely fast. Perhaps Ye Qiubai's sword technique could be compared to One Red in the Central Plains, but in terms of speed and control of strength, Ye Qiubai could never compare to One Red in the Central Plains.
Chen Feng could not help but admit that the Red Spot of the Central Plains was indeed the fastest sword he had ever seen in his life. The Red Spot of the Central Plains was indeed the fastest sword in the Central Plains. It lived up to its reputation.
When the 143rd sword was stabbed out, it suddenly stopped a foot away from Chen Feng's throat. Although his sword was stabbed out quickly, it stopped so naturally that the sword did not even tremble. Chen Feng's figure suddenly stopped. The two of them faced each other and seemed to have frozen in midair.
Red from the Central Plains stared at Chen Feng as two rays of light shot out from his eyes. He held his sword in his hand, but it was still a foot away from Chen Feng. He did not know how to move. However, Chen Feng could feel the terrifying sword aura contained in the sword. However, Chen Feng did not move. He looked at the red dot in the Central Plains.
The two of them suddenly stopped in mid-air. Although their lightness skills were high, the moment they stopped, the two of them could only slowly fall to the ground like leaves, startling seven or eight bright red maple leaves on the ground and dancing in the air.
" What you used just now was the Huashan Sect's Floating Catkin Sword Technique and a strangely fast sword technique," One Red Dot of the Central Plains said coldly." It wasn't the Life-Seizing Thirteen Swords."”
Chen Feng smiled and did not say anything.
He had nothing to say. Although the Floating Bamboo Sword Technique was not as famous as the Thirteen Moves of the Clear Wind, it was still an extremely brilliant sword technique of the Huashan Sect. Anyone with a little insight would recognize the name of this sword technique. Anyone with some knowledge should have seen this sword before.
Although Master Kumei was in charge of the Huashan Sect and only had a few direct disciples, the Floating Bamboo Sword Technique often appeared in the Jianghu. Many of the Huashan Sect's outer disciples knew this set of sword technique. This sword technique was extremely soft, and there were needles hidden in the cotton. Although it was easy to learn, it was difficult to master.
Red Spot of the Central Plains was famous in Jianghu for killing people. He only used his sword to kill people, so his sword skills and knowledge were naturally not bad. Therefore, Chen Feng did not refute the words of Red in the Central Plains, nor did he have any way to refute them.
Red from the Central Plains looked at Chen Feng. He did not say anything and only looked at Chen Feng.
After a while, Chen Feng said,"Yes, this isn't the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords."”
"Why didn't you use the Thirteen Lethal Swords?" asked Red from the Central Plains.”
Chen Feng shut his mouth again.
Red from the Central Plains did not fall silent. He stared at Chen Feng and said word by word, You are not Yan Thirteen." He said it very calmly, but his tone was unreadable.
Chen Feng looked at One Point of Red in the Central Plains. He looked at One Point of Red in the Central Plains 'eyes and wanted to ask,"Why do you think I'm not Yan Thirteen?”，However, he didn't ask this question. He couldn't ask it anymore. He said, Yes, I'm not Yan Thirteen."
Red from the Central Plains 'eyes were still cold and malicious, but the dim light in his eyes grew even stronger. He said,""There aren't many people in the martial arts world who can take 143 strikes from me without being injured, but you're definitely not a very famous person in the martial arts world.”
Chen Feng smiled. He looked at the red dot in the Central Plains and said,"Why?"
"Because I've basically met all of them before," One Red Dot of the Central Plains said lightly.”
Chen Feng was still smiling, but he understood what Red from the Central Plains meant. As an assassin, how could he not understand the person he wanted to kill? Therefore, he should have seen all the famous people in the Central Plains, because they were people he might kill in the future.
"Although you're not famous, you were able to take 143 of my sword strikes. You can be considered brilliant.”After he finished speaking, he suddenly put the three-foot-long blade back into the scabbard and said solemnly,"I am Red of the Central Plains."
There was no longer a smile on Chen Feng's face. There was only a solemn expression on his face as he said,"I'm Chen Feng."
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