I hang up for retirement in the martial arts world

Chapter 86
In the fluttering snowflakes, a flash of thunder flashed quickly.

At the moment when the figure exploded.

The purple smoke gushing out of his body didn't even have time to wrap around the weapon in his hand, causing the bladeless wooden knife to face the resistance brought by the air for a split second.

The blade was faintly glowing dark red, and as the distance got closer, the red light gradually became stronger, and finally it completely turned into a burning purple-red blade!
As for the opponent, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he came back to his senses.

The young man who was three feet away had already appeared in front of him with a monstrous momentum, and stabbed his own throat straight with a knife in one hand!
In the snowstorm.

Although Liu Hanfeng was in a dangerous situation, he remained calm, held his sword and shouted softly, "Good job!"

Facing this overbearing knife.

He stretched his arms lightly, his internal energy was indistinct, he didn't see how his feet exerted force, his body was already facing the wind, he rose leisurely, and fluttered backwards along the saber, like a leaf of catkins.

No matter how violent the knife was, there was always a distance of three inches between his own throat and the red tip of the knife.

This distance seems to be insurmountable, like a ravine in the sky!
For a moment, his figure remained unchanged, his feet were like the wind, and he only had eyes on his opponent, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

I saw it in the martial arts arena.

One of them advanced fiercely with a knife, while the other retreated calmly against the wind.

The snowflakes that blocked the figure along the way were first smashed apart, and then evaporated by two powerful internal forces, turning into white mist. In the blink of an eye, the two of them moved a distance of seven feet together.

Seeing that the knife in his hand is about to run out.

At this moment, the young man who was not willing to stop there, only had the resolute killing intent in his eyes, he forcibly mobilized his internal energy, a wave of remaining energy was generated under his feet, and then the wooden knife in his hand slammed forward again.
The distance of three inches becomes one inch!
The invisible sharpness of the knife tip caused ripples on the opponent's protective energy.

Unexpectedly, the opponent would forcibly explode at this moment, Liu Hanfeng's expression changed suddenly.

At the critical moment, he reacted extremely quickly, and the wooden sword in his hand turned into an afterimage like a ghost, straddling the tip of the sword in time, and the sword body was covered by countless flowing silver lights.

The next moment, two streams of Gang Qi erupted suddenly
The tip of the knife is shattered, and the blade is broken!
And as he used his strength to retreat and narrowly avoided the aftermath of the stellar qi, the discussion came to an end.

The two were tied.

Looking at the situation of the battle, this fight is nominally a rivalry.

but.
"Is my boss trying to kill me?!"

After landing, Liu Hanfeng threw half of the wooden sword in his hand to the ground.

He let the young man do his best and didn't stop him. He wanted to show off his mastery and teach the young man in front of him to know.
Dance willow sword, willow cold wind.

Not to be insulted!
Unexpectedly, he was careless for a while, and almost turned over again
After the questioning, he became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and said again: "Just now, the knife was aimed at the vital point, and he didn't spare any strength at the last moment. How can this be a discussion?"

"This is death!"

Speaking of this, the red tip of the knife came to mind again, and I couldn't help feeling terrified.

If we say that it was an ordinary sparring at the beginning, but the murderous aura of the knife just now and the decisiveness at the last moment are by no means a perfunctory word for sparring.

"call"

I saw Chen Yi on the opposite side spit out a long mouthful of white mist.

This is under the recoil of the Heart Forging Secret Method, and the killing intent has not yet calmed down.

It took a long time to suppress the backlash, and suddenly, he realized that he was out of control.

"Excuse me sir!"

Facing the angry Liu Hanfeng in front of him, Chen Yi could only salute in embarrassment and apologized: "It's Yi's fault. I didn't investigate for a while, and I was blinded by the killing intent. It's really wrong, I'm sorry, I'm really right. live!"

"The owner's attack is so fierce, it's not a posture to learn from each other!" Hearing the young man's words, Liu Hanfeng's face softened a little.

"Murderous look?" Then he asked in doubt.

"It shouldn't be!" I circled around the boy in front of me a few times, recalling with some suspicion.

"Many years ago, I saw your father make a move. The saber was indeed strong, but it could be regarded as grand and upright. It didn't have such a cruel murderous aura as you, and the way of the saber was definitely not like that."

Having said that, he paused, but did not finish speaking.

"Ah ha ha"

Chen Yi didn't know what he wanted to say, he dropped the knife in his hand, made a haha, stretched out his hand and made a gesture: "The wind and snow here are not over yet, let's talk in the hall, come, come, sir, first please .”

As he said that, he still wanted to step forward and hold the other's hand to show his closeness.

"Don't pull me, I'll go by myself!" Liu Hanfeng was obviously extremely disgusted.

"Oh, it was an unintentional mistake, sir, don't be so stingy!"

"Let go. Let go!"

After some tugging and tugging, the two left the messy martial arts arena.

In the hall.

Knowing that he was wrong, Chen Yi invited him to a seat first, then picked up a pot of warm wine brought by Xiaochan, and enthusiastically poured it for him.

"I don't know who taught my master's sword skills?"

Seeing that Liu Hanfeng still couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, he stretched out his hand to cover the wine glass, preventing Chen Yi from pouring the wine, and asked: "I vowed to see blood when I shot, could it be the one you mentioned earlier?"

"Don't keep alive?"

When he said these four words, he gritted his teeth, and seemed a little bitter.

"Oh, no."

Chen Yi put down the jug, sighed, and then explained: "The family sword art is self-taught, and there is no good teacher to teach it, so some small forks have been made. You have to suppress your murderous nature, otherwise"

"with all due respect!"

The middle-aged man in front of him interrupted coldly: "It is controlled by a knife, this is not a small fork!"

Not knowing how to explain "this" to him, Chen Yi hesitated for a moment.

"Oh, I'm afraid I really owed your Chen family 3 taels in my previous life!"

Liu Hanfeng glanced at him, shook his head and sighed: "Please tell me in detail, what kind of little fork it is."

"Maybe Liu can help a little bit."

Chen Yi pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and finally he was ready to politely say: "It's just a little trouble, how can I bother you, sir?"

"What?" Seeing this, Liu Hanfeng said with some displeasure in his heart.

Standing up abruptly, staring at Chen Yi, he asked slowly: "Does the boss think that Liu is not trustworthy because he is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Ah?" The young man froze on the spot when he heard the words, unable to speak for a while.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Liu Hanfeng confirmed what he was thinking, turned his head away from him, and laughed at himself: "It's no wonder you think so, after all, Liu can even sign a contract of prostitution in order to survive."

It turned out that he felt that he was underestimated.

Chen Yi finally came to his senses, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, he hurriedly spoke to appease the future general and said, "Sir, I misunderstood, I didn't mean that!"

"It's really hard to wish for a teacher to advise you!"

Immediately, he changed his tone, told out all the troubles he encountered, and asked this nosy senior for advice.

　You all know that I push the plot very casually, plus things are not going well recently, there is no time code word, and the train of thought is not very clear
　　It's not enough to ask for leave, but it still allows me to slow down and find my feelings.

　　Haihan, heroes!!!
　　(ps: I know that my writing is not good, so I don’t ask for anything, you guys have fun, don’t scold me~~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)