Genius playboy

One knife and one sword are all extreme moves.

"Kill!" Jiang Feng let out a low cry deep in his throat, and a mighty sword intent burst out from the bloodthirsty sword, directly crushing the air.

And under his low shout, all the members of the four major families held their breaths and concentrated. They knew that Jiang Feng was going to do his best, and success or failure might depend on it.

If Jiang Feng wins, the four major families will be safe and sound. If Jiang Feng loses, then there may no longer be twelve cultivating families in the world.

This made them even more nervous than making a move without making a move. Each of them was highly concentrated, their spirits tensed up, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Seeing Jiang Feng stabbing him with a sword, Old Master Guo was quietly startled deep in his pupils.

"What kind of sword technique is this? It has such an astonishing sword power!" Mrs. Guo muttered to himself.

Yes, it was sword momentum, not sword energy.

Sword Qi is the embodiment of a person's cultivation in the Dao of the Sword. The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the sword Qi released and the greater the lethality.

As for the sword power, it is difficult to judge by the level of cultivation. It is the ultimate swordsmanship dreamed by all swordsmen. It is not a peerless talent. Such an astonishing sword move.

This sword was so majestic and upright that Mr. Guo could hardly feel any evil spirit, but when Jiang Feng stabbed out with this sword, it made Mr. Guo suddenly feel powerless.

"It's impossible. This Jiang Feng's strength is much worse than mine. Why is he able to make a sword with such a sword power?" Mrs. Guo stared at Jiang Feng firmly, absolutely in disbelief.

"Damn it, is it true that Jiang Feng, like me, has been retaining his strength before?" Old Mrs. Guo growled.

"boom!"

Two torrents, one black and one white, collided fiercely, and a wave of energy rippled from the contact point, like a wave, bursting violently.

Mrs. Guo's face was full of hostility, slashing fiercely, full of bloody murderous aura, while Jiang Feng's face was calm, so calm that he was indifferent!

Both sides are fighting with all their strength in order to kill each other.One knife and one sword shot, although not too fancy, is absolutely fatal.

The sword was like lightning, and it slashed at Jiang Feng. The majestic energy made it difficult for Jiang Feng to make a move, and his body trembled violently.

On Jiang Feng's forehead, sweat was pouring down like rain, and he cursed in his heart, "Damn it, this sword is really too overbearing, and it is difficult for him to control it with his current cultivation base. Even if he forcibly strikes, he still can't hurt Mrs. Guo. He himself is Suffered a strong backlash from the sword.

There is another tyrant, Mrs. Guo, who slashed at him. If Jiang Feng and the others were in a state of internal and external troubles, the difference between a master's move and a big difference would be almost the same as stretching his neck. Go out and let Mrs. Guo chop it with a knife.

"No." Jiang Feng shook his head angrily, gritted his teeth, and stubbornly resisted the backlashing sword energy. Then, the long sword turned and stabbed at the slashed knife of Old Master Guo.

"Break it!" Jiang Feng yelled.

He is very clear about his current state, and he can't last long at all. The only thing he can do now is to make a quick decision, and he is really desperate.

The cold sword light pierced fiercely the sword energy that filled the sky, and with a subtle sound it exploded, Mrs. Guo let out a muffled groan, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Oh!"

Then, in the sky filled with saber aura and sword aura, the jet-black sword shadow, after penetrating the saber aura, completely broke old Mrs. Guo's saber aura with an almost destructive force.

"This is impossible!"

The old man Guo never expected that Jiang Feng's sword would be so sharp and he roared angrily, but at this time, the old man Guo had no time to think too much, because facing Jiang Feng's sword, he felt a strong threat of death.

That kind of threat made his whole body chill, and an extremely bad emotion quickly spread throughout his body, so that in an instant, his heartbeat slowed down by a few beats.

"Die to me!" Old Mr. Guo yelled, and slashed straight down with all his strength.

Suddenly, a sound of bones breaking came out of nowhere. It was Jiang Feng's right hand. His right hand holding the sword could not bear the blatant knife of Mrs. Guo, and it bent in a strange way.

The sharp pain from his arm directly caused Jiang Feng to let out a sharp growl deep in his throat. In an instant, the two figures quickly retreated.

Jiang Feng's figure landed about ten meters away from Mrs. Guo. He was gasping for breath, his face was pale, his hand holding the sword was trembling, several times, the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, They almost fell to the ground, but with amazing perseverance, he grabbed the sword in his hand.

"Haha, Jiang Feng, you've lost." Old Mrs. Guo laughed out loud with a grim look on his face.

Jiang Feng looked at Mrs. Guo, vomited, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Jiang Feng couldn't restrain himself anymore, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood again.

Jiang Feng only felt that his internal organs were all crushed by the sword energy that was biting into his body, and the piercing pain swept through his whole body. Even though his willpower was amazing, he always had the urge to yell.

But in the end, Jiang Feng suppressed this impulse, stretched out his hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Feng grinned and laughed out loud.

His face was covered with blood, and his smile looked extremely strange and terrifying, but he could still laugh at this moment, but it made the old lady Guo let out another snarl.

"Jiang Feng, tell me, what are you laughing at?" Mrs. Guo asked sharply.

"I'm laughing, how ridiculous you are." Jiang Feng shook his head lightly and said weakly.

"Jiang Feng, you're about to die, don't you still want to pretend to be a ghost in front of me?" Old Mr. Guo said grimly.

Jiang Feng shook his head and asked, "You set the battlefield at the former site of the Guo family, what did you do?"

"Naturally, we will pay homage to the dead souls of my Guo family with your blood." Old Mrs. Guo said coldly.

"No, that's not the case. Speaking of it, after all, you are old and have lost that decisive will to kill. You set the battlefield here because you are not absolutely sure about this battle. , even if you die, you will die in the Guo family, tell me, am I right?" Jiang Feng said slowly.

Old Master Guo's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart felt cold.

This is the deepest thought in his heart. Maybe it popped up by accident, but every time it just popped up, he suppressed it.

Because of his self-confidence, he is undefeated.

However, he didn't expect that this secret, which was buried deep in his heart and never mentioned to anyone, even the little living Buddha who followed him around and served him all the time, was not known by Jiang Feng so lightly .

This made Mrs. Guo's heart twitch. How could this Jiang Feng be so scary? At such a young age, his insight into people's hearts was far inferior to him.

"Is this the reason why Jiang Feng was able to calculate my success?" Mrs. Guo whispered to herself, deeply afraid.

However, soon, Mrs. Guo laughed heartily. Jiang Feng was indeed terrifying, and his talent for cultivation could also be regarded as a genius among geniuses. But so what, Jiang Feng died because of him today In his hands, he personally wiped away the biggest threat.

"Jiang Feng, I admit that what you said is right, so what? I am old, and I will die one day. If I can die in Guo's house, it will be a fallen leaf returning to my roots without leaving any regrets. It's a pity, you have nothing to do. But he doesn't have the strength to match that calculation, so what's the use of talking more at this time?" Old Master Guo snorted coldly.

Jiang Feng smiled lightly and said: "I said you are ridiculous, but you are really ridiculous. Haven't you figured out, you and me, who wins and who loses?"

Mrs. Guo frowned fiercely. What did Jiang Feng mean by that?

What do you mean he didn't know who won or lost?

Suddenly, Mrs. Guo felt a colic pain in his heart. It was like being pierced by a thousand swords. His face suddenly became extremely pale.

The old man Guo lowered his head and looked towards his chest in disbelief, but saw a scar left by a sword on the chest.

"This is--"

Mrs. Guo's pupils were rounded, and then he raised his head again, staring at Jiang Feng, his lips twitched: "You—you—"

He wanted to ask when Jiang Feng hurt him, but he only uttered one word and couldn't say it anymore.

At the heart, the sword wound burst suddenly, and blood gushed out like a spring, and a blood hole the size of a fist suddenly appeared.

"I am unwilling."

Mrs. Guo let out a final mournful roar, leaned back, and fell heavily on the ground, lifeless.

"Master."

The accident happened too fast, or the reversal of victory and defeat was so abrupt that the little living Buddha couldn't react for a while. After seeing the old man Guo slammed to the ground, he suddenly realized what happened. Pounce, pounce towards Mrs. Guo.

In the other direction, Shui Baimei and the others rushed to Jiang Feng immediately and surrounded Jiang Feng, lest the little living Buddha would take the opportunity to make a move.

"Jiang Feng, how are you?" Shui Baimei asked anxiously.

The ups and downs came too fast, which made Shui Baimei's heart a little unbearable, but fortunately, Mrs. Guo died at last, so she can slowly digest what happened here.

At this time, seeing that Jiang Feng was seriously injured, he hurriedly reached out to support Jiang Feng, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Jiang Feng shook his head lightly, coughed a few times, and coughed up a few lumps of blood. He frowned, looked at the corpse of old Mrs. Guo, and let out a breath of foul air.

He chose to go forward without hesitation, and the old man Guo, who seemed domineering and cruel, kept a way out for himself from the beginning to the end. This was the reason why he was able to calculate and finally defeated the old man Guo.

However, even so, when the dust finally settled, Jiang Feng was still in palpitations. His cultivation in the middle of the heavenly level was so powerful. If he hadn't learned a sword from the ruins of ancient martial arts by chance, today's ending , it is destined to be rewritten.

Then, Jiang Feng's gaze turned, and it fell heavily on the little Living Buddha!

When Jiang Feng looked over, the back of the Little Living Buddha tensed up. He didn't look at Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng's look seemed to have substance, making him feel like a light was on his back, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

Slightly stiff, the little living Buddha turned around, looked at Jiang Feng, and looked at each other. Only then did the little living Buddha realize in horror that Jiang Feng's gaze was like two long swords flying out.

"Is there such a powerful sword intent in his gaze?" The little living Buddha said to himself, not knowing how to describe the shock.Then, he lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.

The usually solemn and compassionate Buddha's name was uttered from the mouth of the little living Buddha at this moment, but it was deeply sad and desolate. I just don't know whether he is desolate about his own future fate, or whether he is using this Buddha's name as a memorial for the dead Guo. The old man is over the limit.

"Little Living Buddha, do you know why I discovered your flaw?" Jiang Feng said after a long time.

"Little monk, I don't know." The little living Buddha hesitated for a while, then said softly.

This question has always been his biggest question. Because of this, he did not choose to avoid it today, but always followed Mrs. Guo.

Because the little Living Buddha knew that Jiang Feng had already seen many problems from him. Even if he tried to avoid them deliberately, it was just deceiving his ears and stealing the bell.

"I have been to the White Horse Temple twice, once I took the initiative to go, and once you invited me to go. These two times, I drank two cups of tea, but the taste of the two cups of tea was completely different. "Jiang Feng said.

"The little monk is stupid, and he still looks to the benefactor of the river to clear up the confusion." The eyes of the little living Buddha flickered, and he said bitterly.

"The ancients said that the characters are like the person, but they don't know it. The tea is like the person. The first time I went to the White Horse Temple, the cup of tea I drank was gentle and meaningful, and it was unforgettable. The second cup of tea, the tea is The best wild tea in the mountains, but I tasted a spicy taste in it, what do you think?" Jiang Feng said slowly.

"Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books. The little monk has been taught." The little living Buddha said dryly with his eyes drooping slightly.

"Tea is like a person, it's a good talk, the old monk has also been taught." The little living Buddha's voice fell, but another voice sounded.

That voice came suddenly, but to my ears, it did not appear abrupt. There was great compassion in the voice.

Immediately, a figure came from a distance.

It was a monk, dressed in gray monk clothes, walking all the way, seemingly very slowly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Jiang Feng.

"Master Realization." Before Jiang Feng could speak, the little Living Buddha exclaimed in astonishment.

Master Wu Wu nodded, clasped his hands together, and said to Jiang Feng, "Benefactor Jiang is here in good health. I haven't seen you for a while, and my cultivation has improved more and more."

Hearing the exclamation of the little living Buddha, Jiang Feng was a little surprised. So, is this the master who realized it?

In fact, this is the second time he has seen Master Wu. The first time, he met Master Wu on the bank of the Yellow River after escaping from Wulong Mountain.At this time, it was the first time to see clearly the true face of Master Wu.

After taking a few glances at Master Wu Wu, Jiang Feng replied, "I don't know why Master Wu Wu came here for this trip?"

Master Wu Wu didn't answer Jiang Feng's question, and said with a smile, "Benefactor Jiang saved a murder today. Congratulations."

Jiang Feng looked at Master Wu Wu with a half-smile. This old monk is really interesting.

"Grandfather Guo's killing is killing, and I killing is killing. Dare I ask Master, what's the difference? I dare not say that a murder was saved." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Master Wu Wu smiled compassionately, and said, "It should be noted that the difference between people is the biggest difference. I wonder if Master Jiang agrees with the old monk's statement?"

"People change." Jiang Feng said simply.

Master Wu Wu smiled more and more compassionately, and said: "Benefactor Jiang has deep roots of wisdom, and what he said is very Zen-like, but I firmly believe that you, Donor Jiang, will not change."

"Even I can't guarantee that I will change. Why does the master trust me so much?" Jiang Feng was stunned and asked quickly.

"It's worth believing, you have to believe it." Master Wu Wu said after reciting the Buddha's name.

Jiang Feng couldn't laugh or cry, who would have thought that Master Wu would play a scoundrel in a serious manner, but thinking of the bank of the Yellow River, Master Wu had been arguing with him over a grilled carp, and Jiang Feng understood it again.

"An expert is an expert. He even speaks very unusually. The kid has been taught." Jiang Feng clasped his fists and said with a smile. Looking at his appearance, he was not taught. It was obvious that he was mocking Master Wu.

Master Wu Wu didn't change his expression, and said softly, "Benefactor Jiang is a man of great wisdom. How can he not understand? It's nothing more than pretending not to understand when he understands it?"

"The master is serious. In front of the master, how dare the kid put on a show? I really don't understand, just like the kid doesn't understand why the master hasn't answered my first question." Jiang Feng said.

He said it in a serious manner, as if he was sincerely asking Master Enlightenment to clarify his doubts.

The members of the four major families couldn't help laughing at this moment, but they didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Master Wu Wu. They could only tense up, and their facial expressions began to cramp.

Master Wu Wu still had a calm expression on his face, and said, "I came here for the salvation of the dead."

Jiang Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Master Wu Wu smiled slightly, "I'm here for you, Benefactor Jiang."

Jiang Feng's face twitched, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. If he hadn't known that Master Wu was not a mortal, he would have almost wondered if he had encountered that kind of old magic stick who cheated and swindled.

"I'm here for the little Living Buddha." The words paused for a while, and Master Wu Wu spoke for the third time.

Jiang Feng said silently: "I can understand the first point and the second point, and the third point is absolutely incomprehensible."

"The little living Buddha is a person in my Buddhist sect who has a rare wisdom root that is rare in a hundred years. He has gone astray and lost his original heart. I want to take him away and let him convert to my Buddha again." Master Wu put his hands together, Sincere words.

Jiang Feng's face darkened, and he said, "Master, you are joking, this joke is not good at all."

Master Wu Wu sighed slightly, and said solemnly: "The old monk never joked. I hope that Master Jiang will help you."

"What if I don't fulfill it?" Jiang Feng said coldly.

"Then—" Master Wu Wu pondered, and was about to speak, but over there, the little living Buddha laughed loudly, "Master Wu Wu, I am dead or alive, why do you come here to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful, you want to be the world The number one benevolent person, but I am not as good as you..."

ps: I can't finish writing, two chapters and one chapter.