A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 469: That’s it

The 469th chapter is so (the fourteenth explosion)

The purple moon knife slashed forward, the first one of the three extinction swords, the desperate knife, burst out.

Desperate Knife, one cut! Cut out with a single knife, there is no other than me, it is extremely tragic, and the speed is extremely fast!

The woman in red only felt that there seemed to be a flash of cold light in front of him, and then Chen Feng was holding a long knife, blasting away, like a round of cold half-moon lifting off, and the woman in red also flashed a slightly surprised color in her eyes. .

The cold half-moon slammed into the red cyclone. The red cyclone shattered suddenly, and the half-moon-shaped knife energy was also shattered in the air.

The two of them both stepped back a few steps. Chen Feng fell heavily on the ground, his chest felt distressed, and he was already vomiting blood from the shock, but he forced a mouthful of blood down.

The red-clothed woman's hand was also shattered, and the blood was quietly flowing down her jade-like palm.

Her breath is also a bit rush, Chen Feng's Desperate Knife just now, compared with her offense, is evenly divided.

There was a cold smile on the face of the woman in red: "The trick just now was a bit interesting."

"But, I think you have already consumed most of your anger. How many times can you use the trick just now?"

Chen Feng had a wave of anger rising in his heart, that is, anger and aggrieved, thinking that he would meet such an unreasonable person in Zhenma Valley, he would fight when he came up without asking why.

He is not yet his opponent.

"But..." There was a slight smile on the red-clothed woman's mouth, her face instantly turned from ice to spring, she directed at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "But I have seen your current strength. In my eyes, I am qualified to get along with me on an equal footing."

Chen Feng frowned. He was already a little confused by the mood of the woman in red.

After thinking about it, I realized that in the eyes of the woman in red, only the strength is strong enough to avoid being killed and get the right to have an equal dialogue with her.

The woman in red waved her hand, and a tent appeared out of thin air on the clearing.

The tent is very large, about the size of a two-story pavilion, and can accommodate dozens of people.

The tent is also blood red, and the surface of the tent is also embroidered with the phoenix bird pattern with golden silk thread. It seems that this woman is extremely fond of the two golden and red colors, which are very hot and gorgeous.

Chen Feng's eyes jumped, and the lady in red's mustard bag can hold such a large tent, indicating that the size of her mustard bag exceeds the total of her mustard bag.

"What the **** is this woman? The net worth is so rich? And at a young age, so powerful, but I have never heard of such a genius around the Aomori Mountains!"

But Chen Feng was not discouraged. Instead, he looked at the woman and made up his mind secretly: "Wait, one day, I will surpass you and let you look up!"

The woman in red opened the curtain and walked in, then turned around and roared rudely: "Why? Dislike my tent? Why don't you come in quickly?"

Chen Feng gave a wry smile, touched his nose and walked in.

There is really nothing he can do to face such a savage, domineering and powerful woman at the same time.

Into the tent, Chen Feng was surprised again. There was everything in the tent, including beds, couches, and even screens and seats.

And all the furnishings, all of them are rare things, are carved with precious metals or jade, very luxurious. It is not only luxurious but also graceful and luxurious, without a trace of the nouveau riche's ostentatious breath, it has a lot of heritage.

Chen Feng has already judged that this woman must have come from a large family or a large sect with great heritage, and her background is not small.

The woman sat down on the couch, leaned on a brocade, poured herself a glass of red wine, and sipped it gently.

"Go ahead, what is this place? How did you get here?"

After hearing this sentence, Chen Feng's heart jumped, and an absurd idea came to his mind.

"She doesn't even know what place this is? This is obviously the Valley of Demons, and he actually asked like this? Does that mean that he didn't know what place this was before he came here?"

"Then there is only one explanation, or he went to another place, but suddenly came here on the way, or he was doing other things and suddenly entered the Demon Suppression Valley."

This idea is very absurd, but Chen Feng knows that it is by no means impossible.

From the perspective of the woman's attire, behavior, and temperament, Chen Feng can conclude that his origin is absolutely extraordinary. Where can such a person want to go, and how can he not prepare in advance?

And she asked herself where this is?

So Chen Feng moved in his heart. He wanted to tell the truth, but he swallowed it forcibly. A wry smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "I don't know where this is."

"I was cultivating in the sect, and I was cultivating with a senior sister by the lake. The senior sister’s weapon was a bow and arrow. One of her arrows fell into the lake accidentally, and that feather arrow was very precious. So I dived into the lake and searched for her."

"As a result, I didn't expect that, a trance in front of me, suddenly came here."

The woman in red, nodded slowly. She didn't doubt Chen Feng's words, instead she showed an expression like that.