Legend of Fei Chapter 70: Three points of water

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In just an instant, Mrs. Nishang realized her gaffe, she instinctively wanted to take a look at Xie Yun.

But Mrs. Nishang is an old world after all. After quickly weighing it, she solidified her stiff neck in place, holding back all her unnatural expressions, but she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, I don’t know. Did the "Thousand Years Worry" whose origins have been fascinated by her just blurted out in exclamation?

Even for the Hakata squad, the "Thousand Years Worry" is hidden behind the fog.

A simple and frail scholar, can he wade out a leisurely and contented path in today's turbulent, hidden crisis world?

Although Mrs. Nishang has read countless scripts and sang countless legends, she has already passed the age of believing these nonsense.

Xie Yun didn't seem to care about her anomaly at all, watching Yang Jin and Zhou Fei's coming and going.

Zhou Fei obviously exceeded his expectations once again. After all, not everyone is crazy enough to spend three years in the Ximo River.

Since Yang Jin’s first cut, Zhou Fei has not returned it. Xie Yun’s analysis is quite accurate. There is a gap between the two of them, no matter how advanced the sword is, once Zhou Fei fights back. , This gap will be revealed immediately, and the weaker party will completely lose its rhythm and be beaten by others all the time.

Therefore, she does not fight back, but just dodges, and occasionally borrows a little force from the opponent very cleverly, does not go far or close, and always maintains a bit of comfort as if walking on the tip of a knife. I don’t know if she hides like this. How difficult it is to go, anyway, from outsiders, she seems very comfortable.

Yang Jin is not a master insider like Zheng Luosheng and Hua shopkeeper. Under the circumstance that he can't overturn Zhou Fei with one palm, his knife is faster than Mojiang's thin blade, and no matter how strong it is, it can't be more powerful. The lead that can affect a thousand catties of boulders...not to mention that Zhou Fei now has more and more handy mayflies to help out.

If Xie Yun hadn't met Zhou Fei on the first day, she would almost doubt if this girl was really hidden.

At first glance, this situation is not at all Zhou Fei can do. Fortunately, she seems to be much better than Yang Jin, and she deliberately procrastinated just to see the depth of the so-called "Thirteen Broken Goose Swords".

But...

Others may still marvel at this girl's calm body, Xie Yun, as the only one in the crowd who knows the weight and depth, involuntarily raised her heart. Butterflies that wear flowers around trees have to fall among the flowers, and Zhou Fei is not a top, she can't turn around tirelessly forever.

Unless... Xie Yun's gaze gradually fell on Yang Jin--unless he revealed a flaw himself.

Yes, Yang Jin has a violent and impulsive temperament, and is also a martial idiot. From a certain point of view, he is a bit like Ji Yunchen. It is indeed possible that he has lost his standard for a while. Could it be that Zhou Fei had this idea at the beginning ?

Then this little girl is really long-minded about going down the mountain.

However, in Xie Yun's view, even if Yang Jin was so angry that she was walking, she really revealed her flaws, it is not very likely that Zhou Fei could seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. He believed that her eyes, which read all over the world, could penetrate the weakness of the opponent at a glance, but her skill might not be able to keep up with this vision.

Sure enough, as Xie Yun expected, within thirty strokes, Yang Jin was still pressing forward in an orderly manner. After that, his knife became faster and faster, almost becoming a shadow, and the copper ring on the back of the knife rang loudly. Become a piece.

Zhou Fei took a big step, turning Wangchunshan back with one hand, gently blocking the blade that Yang Jin rolled over, and then the whole person seemed to be a wave rolling in the wind, without looking back. Taking a step forward, somehow he flicked around a stone of the dismounting stone at the door of Yuyi squad. Yang Jin's knife ran after him and passed Zhou Fei with a slight loss. "Lang" fell on the stone. , For an instant, there seemed to be sparks splashing on the stone, which matched the burning anger in his eyes. Yang Jin was really caught by Zhou Fei's "slowly" attitude.

At this moment, Zhou Fei turned around and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a specious smile. This is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. Yang Jin took a violent step forward and handed out three knives in an instant-split, bring, Cut it all in one go, without any muddle-headedness.

Master Xu Ruo buckled his fingers slightly, almost calling out a "good knife".

But this "good knife" failed to stop Zhou Fei, who was like a loach. Every time the broken goose knife seemed to be sliding across the corner of her clothes, every time it was a little frighteningly worse.

Yang Jin was already a little impatient at this time. If it were an ordinary martial arts contest, he might not be so uncomfortable, but he was a bit preconceived in the face of this so-called "Nandao Descendant".

The more Zhou Fei was unable to make a move, the more devilish and ghostly he imagined her in his heart, and even when he accidentally used a repeated trick, an empty door was revealed at the left waist.

Is this what Zhou Fei was waiting for?

Xie Yun couldn't help holding his breath--presumably, even if someone else chased him with a knife, he wouldn't be so nervous about it.

Once she makes a move, I am afraid there is no room for return.

However, to everyone's expectation, Zhou Fei did not take advantage of his mobile hand.

She still shook off Yang Jin’s blade immediately. At the same time, she handed over the scabbard she had been holding in her left hand. She lightly emptied the door in Yang Jin’s place, and laughed again. Floating away.

Yang Jin instantly saw cold sweat on her forehead.

She saw it, but didn't make a move. Why?

In Yang Jin's view, to Zhou Fei, this martial arts competition seemed like a joke. The reason she continued was because she hadn't seen him yet to be inferior.

His anger reached the top, and even a vague humiliation...and fear in his heart.

When he saw Zhou Fei with his own eyes, he thought of her as his life enemy, but he still had some doubts in his heart--how could this girl who seemed almost still a little childish be broken? The descendant of Snow Knife? Can she really rise to fame in just a few months? Can you really pick the Big Dipper that everyone talks about, even the head of the Four Saints? What can she do? Did she practice Kung Fu from the day she was reborn?

But the moment Zhou Fei's handle was tapped, this suspicion was self-defeating. If Yang Jin still thought "I want to win" until the moment when he drew his sword, then at this time, he had an ominous thought "I might lose" in his heart.

The masters play tricks, and sometimes the bad ones are just a bit of energy.

Yang Jin's goose-winged sword, which was originally like running clouds and flowing water, suddenly became a little more inconspicuous. Soon, he actually missed the second time, but Zhou Fei let him go again, this time she even had a hilt. He didn't move, just glanced at it, and seemed to shook his head slightly regrettably.

Mrs. Neon couldn’t help wondering: "What does she want to do?"

Xie Yun's frowning brows suddenly opened, and a smile appeared slowly.

Lady Neon: "What are you laughing at?"

Xie Yun looked away from the shadow of the sword and sword, turned his hands behind his back, bowed his head for a moment, and suddenly asked without warning: "Madam probably didn't know. A while ago, Qimen suddenly changed, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Some of my friends think that this is the magic of the old capital who coveted them and sent the Beidou to hunt down..."

Mrs. Neon's expression became very scary in an instant.

"I think this rumor is credible." Xie Yun's lips barely moved, and his voice was almost inaudible. "Madam may not know that after General Zhongmu died, his family, Nandu, was robbed and killed. , This seems nothing unusual, but the person who chased them was the Big Dipper. This is really puzzling. It's just a group of orphans and widows. Why send such a big eagle dog to hunt down?"

Mrs. Nishang shrank her palm slightly, and a flash of light flashed on a black finger on her thumb. She lowered her voice and said, "What do you want to say?"

Xie Yun finally turned his head. The corners of his eyes were stuck with fake wrinkles. The eyelids could only be opened half their usual size. His eyes were small for no reason, but they did not block his translucent eyes. They were calm and distant. He even gave a slight sense of compassion.

Mrs. Nishang met his gaze, she was taken aback for no reason, and her curled fingers loosened involuntarily.

"It's nothing," Xie Yun said, "I have been in friendship with Madam for many years. You can see whether it is a friend or an enemy, but something has been leaked. I specially reminded Madam to be careful." "

Mrs. Nishang's thoughts turned sharply: "Whose person are you? Liang Shao...no, Zhou Cun's person?"

Xie Yun glanced at her and seemed to smile a little. He said softly: "It's just an old acquaintance."

Mrs. Nishang was waiting for further questioning, and suddenly heard Li Yan exclaimed. Her attention was involuntarily drawn by the goose-winged knife in Yang Jin's hand.

The first time Yang Jin revealed the flaw was because of anger, and the second time because of panic. Under Zhou Fei's repeated stimulation, he quickly had a third time--and this time was fatal, he hesitated.

Quick knife can't hesitate.

When a person can't believe the sword in his hand, it means that these ruthless cold irons will also betray their masters.

At this moment, Wangchun Mountain in Zhou Fei's hands suddenly changed from a soft wicker on the Ximo River to a sharp snowbreaker. In an instant, the righteous spirit returned to her position, and her true body was restored. Ku Rong Zhenqi, who had been eager to move for a long time, suddenly mentioned the extreme, the tip of the knife turned in an extremely smooth arc, and then the "mountain" word tactics of the knife Zhan Hengshan slammed at Yang Jin with head and face.

Under the great shock of Yang Jin's heart, she hurriedly raised the knife to carry it, but the moment of hesitation finally killed the knife.

Wangchun Mountain hit the broken wild goose knife that was in prison with a landslide, and Yang Jin's wrist hadn't even had time to exert force. The copper ring on the back of the knife suddenly let out a scream, and the hilt of the knife was affected by this tyrannical force. Prying it up quickly, the Broken Goose Sword actually got out of hand!

Zhou Fei succeeded in one move, without pressing, he drew his knife and withdrew in an instant, and with a "click", he returned Wangchun Mountain in its sheath, standing a few steps away, looking at her blankly. opponent.

She actually won the competition that should have been extremely disparity in strength!

Yang Jin seemed to have been stunned, looked down at her knife in disbelief, and then slowly fell on Zhou Fei.

"You saw my knife." Zhou Fei said in a humble voice.

She almost arrogantly nodded at him, turned around and walked back to Xie Yun, and then under Xie Yun's indescribable complex gaze, Zhou Fei quietly pulled over his flowing clothes and rubbed the cold sweat on her palms. It's clean.

Xie Yun: "..."

Yang Jin still didn't seem to recover, as if she didn't know her, she stared at the Broken Goose Sword that lay across the ground.

Master Xu Ruo shook his head and said in his heart: "If it weren't for Qingyungou to be kind to me..."

He took a step forward, picked up the goose-winged knife that fell on the ground, reached out to wipe the dust off the handle, and patted him silently on the shoulder.

Yang Jin seemed to have just recovered. He closed his knife and let Master Xu Ruo walk towards Zhou Fei with strides.

Li Yan raised her eyebrows high: "What are you doing? You lost all your losses, what else do you want to do?"

Yang Jin's face turned red and white, her lips quivered several times, and finally she turned her head and left without saying a word.

Master Xu Ruo sighed, walked to Zhou Fei and the others, clasped his fist and said: "Thank you Miss Zhou for your guidance, this time the old man is not thinking carefully, there is so much offense..."

He paused, and took out a small thumb-sized agate print from his arms. The persimmon was red all over and it looked very crystal clear. There was a vivid "five bats" carved on it. Master Xu Duo obediently didn't get it. Zhou Fei turned around and handed it to Li Yan, and said, "Take a little thing for the girl to go back and play. This is called the'Five Bat Order'. When you go out back, you don’t care if you take this with you. The shop still hires a car, and no one will dare to be slippery and promise to do their best."

Li Yan has been a forehead squishy until now, and she still doesn’t know what "walking gang" is. She took it inexplicably, and said in a strange way: "Ah? What's the matter, can you give it a little bit cheaper?"

Zhou Fei stretched out and kicked her.

Master Xu Duo lost a smirk, looked at Zhou Fei again, and sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward, Miss Zhou, your reputation has already risen, and I am afraid that if you are not ridden in the future, you will be scared at every step. Be careful."

Zhou Fei nodded without serious consideration, and said to her heart: "Anyway, I will go home soon. If you have the ability, you can go to Forty-eight Village and find me."

Of course, Lord Xu Ruo can see that she disapproves, so he no longer speaks deeply--there are three mountains and six rivers, how many young people are fledgling, confident, five years, ten years...how many can survive those What about the filthy and numerous hearts of the world?

Master Xu Duo worshiped again, waved his hand, and took his people away without a trace.