Cultivation Undefeated Upgrade

Chapter 27 Run away after pretending to be aggressive, so fucking exciting!

Damn, are you using wheel tactics? !
Wang Feng complained in his heart, but on the surface he still acted like an outsider, and took out the Yuehua Sword from his system package and held it in his hand.

For a moment, the golden light of Yuehua Sword was shining, blinding the eyes of everyone present.

"Oh? So you use a sword. That's fine, let's have a competition to see if your sword is sharper or mine is faster."

While speaking, the swordsman in black made a decisive move, holding his big black knife tightly with both hands, directly broke through the blockade formed by ten ghosts, and slashed down from the top of Wang Feng's head without the slightest hesitation. It broke neatly and split into two.

"Kill...killed?! The black-clothed swordsman, Red Blood, killed this Foundation Establishment boy?!"

Seeing this scene, someone in the audience exclaimed, and Ba Quan, the scarred man who had just been defeated by Wang Feng, snorted coldly, "Don't be so ignorant, that's just an afterimage left in place by the opponent."

"Afterimage?"

As if to verify the correctness of the words of the man with the scar, Wang Feng, who was originally divided into two by the swordsman in black, became distorted in both halves, and disappeared in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng suddenly appeared from nowhere on the ring, and pierced the black-clothed swordsman's heart with a sword. The opponent moved his black sword down a few inches to block the deadly sword.

After missing a hit, Wang Feng retreated quickly, while the black-clothed swordsman was still standing there.

"Stealth swordsmanship?"

The swordsman in black uttered these four words as if asking and asking himself.

Wang Feng was speechless for a while.

What kind of stealth swordsmanship, this is basically Wang Feng using the shadow world to dodge first, and then attack the black-clothed swordsman. Fortunately, Wang Feng's reaction speed is fast enough, otherwise he would have died under the knife just now.

After thinking about it, Wang Feng replied, "Yes, I use stealth swordsmanship."

Hearing the answer he wanted, a smile appeared on the cold face of the swordsman in black, and he said, "I was in a hurry just now, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hongxue, and I am a ronin swordsman. Of course, I have another identity, occasionally when I am short of money, I will be the killer of the Blood Teahouse a few times, killing a few people to earn some money.”

The black-clothed swordsman Hongxue said lightly, but everyone present felt a little terrified when he said these words, and Wang Feng even sighed secretly, "No wonder, this man is so hostile, it turns out he is a part-time killer .”

Although the black-clothed swordsman had been the killer of the Blood-Dripping Teahouse, Wang Feng was not afraid that the black-clothed swordsman would kill himself. After all, the murder was done with money. He won't come to kill himself by looking for trouble.

Right now, the black-clothed swordsman, Red Blood, was a little excited because he felt that he had met an evenly matched opponent.

"I've heard something about you. About 20 days ago, you killed three killers in the early stage of Chidan of the Blood Tea House. After learning this news, I became a little curious about you. Just now you defeated Baquan again. That reckless man, I am really interested in you..."

What the hell!

What the black-clothed swordsman Hong Xue said seemed normal at first, but at the same time it seemed... very abnormal!
Especially the black-clothed swordsman Hongxue was still staring at Wang Feng with red eyes. He understood that he wanted to compete with him. If he didn't understand, he thought he was as good as Long Yang. Addiction!

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

"must."

The short conversation came to an end, and Wang Feng and the black-clothed swordsman, Red Blood, fought together again.

As a killer, the black-clothed swordsman Red Blood has a very strong heart. Under the ten ghosts and night walks, the illusions they perform can be dispelled by the opponent only needing a very small part, and the strength will drop by [-] to [-] percent at most.

Fortunately, the competition has been going on for a long time, and now, it is already night.

In this way, the power exerted by the secret art Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is much, much stronger than that during the day.

Hundred ghosts at night, this secret technique has two focus points, one is 'hundred ghosts' and the other is 'night'.

Because these ghosts all come from the underworld and are controlled by the rules of the underworld. As the souls of dead people, it is impossible for them to die again. Under normal circumstances, their bodies, which are composed of a cloud of black air, can be re-condensed after being broken up.

However, if it is daytime, the speed of ghosts' condensing is extremely slow, but in the dark, after they are scattered, it only takes... a moment to re-condense!
Therefore, Wang Feng relied on the Shadow World, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and the Star Picker and Moon Blossom Sword to deal with the black-clothed swordsman Red Blood for a long time.

Maybe it's because Hong Xue, the swordsman in black, thinks it's really meaningless to fight against an opponent who uses a ghost "little brother" as a meat shield instead of stabbing a sword. He is a little tired of this "cat and mouse" game.

Standing still, Hongxue, the usually taciturn swordsman in black, spoke again, "I have a self-created sword technique, which is not a martial skill, but its power is unparalleled. Anyone who has seen me use this sword technique will die .Do you dare to accept my saber technique?"

It's very powerful when you hear it, isn't it?

To be honest, Wang Feng actually has a guilty conscience in his heart, but... as a man with confidence in his crotch, he must not be coerced!
"Why don't you dare, just let the horse come over!"

"it is good."

When Wang Feng said this, Hong Xue, the swordsman in black, stopped hesitating immediately. He held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head. I named it 'Ashes and Ashes'!"

While speaking, Hong Xue, the swordsman in black, had already used the knife.

With a single slash, the world was shaken.

From Wang Feng's point of view, this is not a single knife, but is composed of thousands of knives layered together. In terms of power alone, it is already comparable to Wang Feng's star picker. This black-clothed swordsman with red blood is really a knife-wielding genius.

However, now is not the time for Wang Feng to express his emotions. Faced with this terrifying knife, Wang Feng first hid himself in the shadow world.

Next, Wang Feng drove ten ghosts to stand in front of him to form the first line of defense; he himself used the second form of the Star Picking Hand, Triple Shadow, as the second line of defense; and placed the Yuehua Sword in front of him as the third line of defense In the end, the Xue Jian I was wearing was naturally the fourth line of defense!

Life and death line!
Boom! ! !
Ashes and smoke wiped out this saber technique, as expected, it was worthy of the name. With this saber, the entire arena was almost shattered, and a longitudinal crack appeared. Wang Feng's first three lines of defense were breached, and the rest of the impact hit Baipao Xuejian, This made Wang Feng grunt and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But, that's all!
"Wow~~~"

Wang Feng, with blood on his mouth, looked at the shocked black-clothed swordsman Red Blood, and said with a smile, "I also have a special attack, and everyone I've seen dies. Do you dare to take it?"

"bring it on!"

As a man, he naturally couldn't lose his momentum. The black-clothed swordsman with a red blood sword in front of him responded decisively.

But Wang Feng shook his head meaningfully, "I won't use this nirvana on you. There are two reasons: first, I don't want to kill you; second, there are rules for this competition, and the killer is You will be disqualified, it’s better to be second than to have no ranking at all.”

After saying this, Wang Feng paused for a while, then lifted the secret technique Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and said, "I, admit defeat."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Feng jumped off the ring, with the meaning of 'fucking up and running, it's so fucking exciting'.

Some people at the party thought that Wang Feng was talking nonsense, but the black-clothed swordsman Red Blood, who was involved, believed that the other party really possessed a certain killing skill. In fact, he did, and that was the awakening skill... Hong Huang boundary!

(End of this chapter)