Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 68

"Stop talking nonsense, accept the move." Feng Ling didn't seem to buy into the man's account, as soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand stabbed at the man's chest.

As if he had expected Feng Ling to attack suddenly, the man on the opposite side flipped his wrist, blocked Feng Ling's long sword with a big knife, swung it with one hand, and attacked his face, but he dodged sideways.

The palm fell, and the man with the big knife ran towards Feng Ling quickly, and the big knife in his hand kept slashing at his vitals. This kind of ruthless style of attack forced Feng Ling to step back step by step. There was no room to fight back.

Xuanyuan Yuewu frowned slightly as she watched the man with the knife play.This is not asking for advice, it is obviously directly killing people.Can these people really disregard the morals of the world for the sake of a sword?

"In their eyes, there are only benefits, and there is no affection at all." Feng Qinghan seemed to know what Xuanyuan Yuewu was thinking, holding a white silk handkerchief, slowly wiping the long sword in his hand, and said suddenly.

In this arena where interests are paramount, how many people can put aside their interests to protect a true relationship.As for him, he personally experienced the betrayal of his close relatives back then, but fortunately, he unexpectedly gained a true love.

But before he could reciprocate with all his heart, that smiling girl disappeared from his life again.

Hearing Feng Qinghan's words, Xuanyuan Yuewu couldn't help turning her head to look at him.Why did she feel that when he said this, there was a touch of sadness and helplessness mixed in.

"Why doesn't this Fengling fight back?" Dragging her chin with one hand, Bi Zhu looked at the two people on the competition stage with her head half tilted. One swung a knife to attack quickly, while the other kept dodging. This made her feel a little uncomfortable understood.

"He's waiting for an opportunity." Xuanyuan Yuewu put away his wandering thoughts after taking a sip of the scented tea in his hand, looking at Bizhu's puzzled face, he suddenly regretted that he didn't force her to practice sword with him.

Before letting Bizhu practice swords with her, she felt that the sword was too heavy and boring, so now Bizhu's weapon is a peach branch. She may not be able to please tall people.It's just that she doesn't know anything about the key points of this sword technique.

"For those who practice swordsmanship, one is fast and the other is quiet. There is no need for too fancy moves, what is needed is a deadly move that is fast and accurate." Putting down the teacup in his hand, he looked up at the two people on the stage .The man with the big saber had already forced Feng Ling to the edge of the arena, as long as he swung the saber one last time, he could be forced off the arena.

With one foot hooked on the railing of the martial arts platform, Feng Ling leaned back, dodging the man's knife, and swept out the long sword in his hand, and swung it towards the man's chest.

Originally, he thought that this knife would definitely force Feng Ling down, but he dodged it, and he was able to swing that sword. By the time he wanted to retreat, it was already too late.

Blood mist splashed everywhere, and by the time Feng Ling put away his long sword, the man holding the big sword had already turned into two parts, and fell into the lake under the competition stage.

"It's too ruthless, he can obviously save his life." Bizhu looked at the circle of lake water that was dyed red on the lake, frowned slightly, bit her lip lightly, and took a long time to say something.

She could see very clearly the moment Feng Ling made a move just now, after avoiding the knife, he could obviously knock him back with a single palm.But Feng Ling didn't do this, but swung his sword towards his chest, and it was a sword with extremely domineering aura.

"Bizhu, you have to remember that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself." Xuanyuan Yuewu's phoenix eyes were indifferent as she looked coldly at the proud Feng Ling on the competition stage.

Either you die, or I live, this is the world.

Although she disapproved of Feng Ling's actions, the man with the knife just now was very vicious in his attacks, and all his moves were to take people's vital points. If Feng Ling hadn't been able to hide quickly, he might have died by his knife a long time ago up.

Bizhu nodded, knowing that the world is dangerous, so she stopped talking.On the other hand, Feng Qinghan at the side heard her words, stopped the movements of his hands, turned around and looked at her thoughtfully.

Her every move is indifferent, she doesn't seem to have the impatience of the people in the Jianghu, but she knows the character of the people in the Jianghu very well, but there has never been any news about her in the Jianghu.

Who is she?

(End of this chapter)