Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 332 "How can the evil swordman be nameless?" Feixian

Two days later.

Light rain turns to snow.

The clouds were thick and the sun could not be seen.

Red Fish was dressed in red, sitting on a high platform, playing the flute he had cut.

This is "A Phoenix Comes to Court" compiled by Gao Shishi in Jinling City for the Queen of Qi.

Snow falls on the branches.

Because of the contrast, its pale color is more dazzling than the silvery earth.

Gradually, the wind picked up.

Ren Wudi didn't know when he stood on the treetops far away from the high platform, waiting quietly for the red fish to finish playing this song.

"When I saw you, I knew I shouldn't have come."

Ren Wudi said.

Red Fish slowly put down his bamboo flute and quietly looked at Ren Wudi through Xiaoxue.

"I thought the rumored person had three heads and six arms."

Ren Wudi ignored her teasing and just asked:

"Where's your sword?"

Red Fish replied calmly:

"Throw it away."

Ren Wudi narrowed his eyes:

"As a swordsman, you throw away your sword?"

The red fish looked calm:

"You can take the teacher's sword. Even if I hold a sword in my hand, what threat can I pose to you?"

Ren Wudi was silent for a long time.

"Fan Qingxue...is there really a thirteenth sword?"

Red Fish's little face was filled with pride, but after licking his lips twice, he replied:

"No."

Ren Wudi stared at the red fish and smiled:

"You're lying."

"Afraid that I'll go find your teacher again?"

Red Fish shook his head firmly.

"There is no Sword Thirteen in this world."

"That's not the kind of swordsmanship that should exist in the human world."

Ren Wudi was thoughtful.

"I roughly understand... So, do you have any last words to say?"

Red Fish mocked coldly:

"I am a killer with no relatives or friends, and my only master is also a puppet who obeys the orders of King Qi. Who do you think I should leave my last words to?"

Ren Wudi nodded.

Taijie pointed out!

The red fish's petite body sprayed large amounts of blood in the air!

But this finger...didn't hit her vital point!

It’s not that Ren Wudi is unprofessional.

It was another person who attracted Ren Wudi's attention.

His clothes are whiter than the snow on the snow.

"I spared your life and wanted to use your hand to defeat you...but you don't cherish it!"

Ren Wudi's eyes were like rainbows.

The killing intent is surging!

Fan Qingxue's behavior made him feel that his little patience had been betrayed!

Fan Qingxue, on the other hand, slowly pulled out the broken sword under Hongyu's shocked gaze.

"Master...how did you..."

Fan Qingxue passed by Hongyu and didn't take a second look. He just said:

"How can the apprentice clean up the trouble that the master caused?"

He came to Ren Wudi.

The broken sword made Fan Qingxue look a little funny.

"I want to kill you on the observatory."

"But you ran too fast."

Ren Wudi laughed and said:

"Shameless talk!"

"When your sword was not broken, you were no match for me. Now that your sword is broken... what are you using to kill me?"

Fan Qingxue said seriously:

"Thirteen Swords, Flying Immortal."

Ren Wudi's smile slowly faded.

"Is there really Sword Thirteen?"

Fan Qingxue closed her eyes, but the hand holding the sword relaxed.

"It really does."

"And this sword... will be very cold."

Ren Wudi waved his sleeves:

"please!"

Fan Qingxue drew his sword.

Broken sword.

Not more than a foot long.

It's not fast either.

But the moment Fan Qingxue drew his sword, Ren Wudi couldn't help but frown!

His first move... failed!

This means...

No matter what, I can't take this sword!

How is this possible?

He is a warrior in the Haoran Yiqi realm (quasi-major evil), which is a whole realm higher than Fan Qingxue!

Can't take his sword?

Ren Wudi's expression condensed.

He didn't believe it.

He raised his hand and grabbed Fan Qingxue's sword!

If he could catch it the first time, then this time...he can too!

In the palm of his hand, he held Fan Qingxue's broken sword without any accident.

As a result, the broken sword could no longer move forward.

Ren Wudi said calmly:

"You lost."

"Your sword thirteen...is very poor."

Fan Qingxue gave a rare smile.

A very light, very quiet smile.

"Flying Immortal...does not cut off the physical body."

When Ren Wudi heard this, his expression suddenly changed!

An unspeakable terror enveloped him!

Danger! Danger!

That extreme sense of danger came from nowhere, and it was no less fatal than what Ren Wudi sensed from Zhao Yi!

He pointed his toes and took twenty steps back!

But that strong sense of crisis is like a gangrene in the bones, following him like a shadow!

"No need to struggle."

Fan Qingxue's voice was colder than ice and snow.

"Once the Feixian comes out, no matter how far you are in the world, you will not escape death!"

PS: It’s a bit short.

Will continue writing tomorrow.

So sleepy!

Good night, babies! ! !

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