Autumn was thick, and the killing intent was even stronger.
It was killing intent, not the aura that a cultivator deliberately revealed. At this moment, this rugged mountain road was already filled with cold killing intent. Fei Yu was an assassin. He had killed many people before. At this moment, facing the murderous intent of the two people in front of him, he felt cold from head to toe as if he had walked out of an ice cave.
Chen Feng looked at Shuai Yifan. There was no fear on his face. He even had a faint smile on his face. Soon, he shifted his gaze away from Shuai Yifan.
Shuai Yifan had a sword in his hand, and the sword was in his hand, ready to be unsheathed at any time.
The sword was elegant and noble, but it was also a lethal weapon. No one could deny this. The black sword appeared in the martial world thirty years ago. So far, no less than fifty people had died under this sword. This sword could definitely be considered a killing weapon.
Man, Shuai Yifan.
When he was young, the Star-picking Feather Warrior Commander Yifan hated evil and used his iron sword to dominate the world. His sword skills were very high and rarely seen in the world.
__Although the black sword was fierce, how could it compare to Shuai Yifan? Shuai Yifan was also a killer.
Chen Feng was a swordsman, so it was impossible for him not to understand this principle. However, Chen Feng did not seem to understand at all. He actually turned around in front of Shuai Yifan.
At this moment, Shuai Yifan's entire body was filled with terrifying killing intent. His hand had already been placed in the most suitable position to pull out the scabbard. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Chen Feng, who had already turned his head. His expression was wooden like a statue, but his heart was filled with countless thoughts.
The moment he turned around, Shuai Yifan was confident that he could take Chen Feng's life. He believed that Chen Feng had already understood, but Chen Feng had turned back. Why did Chen Feng turn back? Was he confident that he would not take advantage of others when they were in trouble, or was it because of Murong Qiudi and Fei Yu?
Shuai Yifan did not understand, but he at least understood one thing-Chen Feng was indeed an extremely difficult person to deal with.
Chen Feng looked at Murong Qiudi with a faint smile on his face,"You have two choices now."
Murong Qiudi had a calm expression as she smiled at Chen Feng,"Which two paths?"
Chen Feng pointed at the rugged mountain path and said,"From here, you can reach the Divine Sword Mountain Villa. You will definitely see Xie Xiaofeng there. The handsome old senior is not here to look for you. He is here to look for me. Therefore, you can leave."
Murong Qiudi's smile remained as she asked,"What's the second option?"
Chen Feng smiled faintly."No matter what, I have to see the sword of the handsome old senior. You can wait here for me to see the sword of the handsome old senior. Then, you can follow me or bring my corpse to the Divine Sword Mountain Villa."
Shuai Yifan's expression changed but he quickly calmed down. He looked at Chen Feng and Murong Qiudi.
Murong Qiudi smiled. Her smile was brighter and happier than before.
However, she quickly retracted the smile on her face and said word by word,"You're wrong. I still have a third choice."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment before asking,"What choice?"
Murong Qiudi said,"If you win, you and I will go to the Divine Sword Mountain Villa to see Xie Xiaofeng. If you lose, I will ask Feiyu to bring you and my corpse out of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa."
Fei Yu clenched his fists. He wanted to stop Murong Qiudi, but who could stop her from making a decision?
Chen Feng's expression did not change. He stared at Murong Qiudi's clear eyes and sneered,"Who are you to me? Why are you doing this?"
Murong Qiudi's expression didn't change as she said,"Since you admit that I'm your woman, then I'm your wife." His tone was very calm, but there was an indescribable determination.
Chen Feng stared at Murong Qiudi for a long time before a smile appeared on his face. He reached out and held Murong Qiudi's hand. He smiled and said,"I've been waiting for you to say this. Now, I've finally waited. Alright, wait for me."
He had already turned his head and no longer looked at Murong Qiudi. Murong Qiudi no longer spoke and only looked at Chen Feng quietly.
Fei Yu looked at the two of them. At this moment, even Chen Feng and Murong Qiudi did not notice that they had perfectly fused into one.
Chen Feng did not know, nor did Murong Qiudi. However, at this moment, the two of them felt an inexplicable feeling pulling them. This was not love, but a special feeling that they did not know the answer to.
Chen Feng did not think about it. He was already looking at Shuai Yifan.
Shuai Yifan's gaze never left Chen Feng's body. It was precisely because he never looked away from Chen Feng that he could feel the changes in Chen Feng's body.
If he had only valued Chen Feng a moment ago, he was now afraid of him. He could clearly sense that Chen Feng was a completely different person from before.
Although the former was dangerous, it only made him pay attention to him. However, the current Chen Feng made him feel dangerous. However, he did not move and continued to look at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng had a smile on his face. He did not hide his admiration for Shuai Yifan at all. He admired Shuai Yifan not because of his sword. In his eyes, no matter who's sword was, it was not worthy of his admiration. He admired Shuai Yifan, but only because of the person he admired.
When he was talking to Murong Qiudi, Shuai Yifan had countless chances to attack him, and every time he attacked, he was confident that he could kill him. However, Shuai Yifan didn't. He could even feel that Shuai Yifan didn't have any killing intent.
A duel between martial artists was like a confrontation between two armies. They would use everything they had. Therefore, no one could blame Shuai Yifan for winning. After all, the duel had already begun as soon as Chen Feng finished speaking.
Thus, he couldn't help but admire a swordsman like Shuai Yifan, but he had to defeat this swordsman.
"I must win this battle." Chen Feng looked at Shuai Yifan.
"I know." Shuai Yifan looked at Chen Feng with shock in his eyes as he said coldly,"You have the confidence to win."
Chen Feng smiled faintly."How can I be confident of winning in a battle between martial artists? However, I can't lose. Moreover, I already have the confidence to not lose."
Shuai Yifan understood that Murong Qiudi had given Chen Feng this faith.
He closed his mouth and did not speak again. However, he continued to hold his sword and stared at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng originally wanted to say something, but when he looked at Shuai Yifan's gaze, he shut his mouth.
Shuai Yifan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, but Chen Feng did not see them. He only saw a sword. At this moment, Shuai Yifan's entire body seemed to have turned into a sword, a sword waiting to be unsheathed.
What was the point of words when faced with a sword? Only a sword could match a sword.
He didn't speak. He didn't need to speak. He had a sword in his hand. Wasn't a sword the best way to speak?
Murong Qiudi did not say anything. She and Fei Yu had already retreated when Chen Feng and Shuai Yifan shut their mouths.
In an instant, only Shuai Yifan and Chen Feng were left on the mountain.
Two lonely swordsmen.
Both Murong Qiudi and Fei Yu wanted to see Chen Feng's sword. Now, they seemed to have the chance to see it.
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