The old man took the letter from Chen Feifan's hand, glanced at the two of them again, and then opened the letter. Chen Feifan and Ling Yani did not speak, but stood quietly, waiting for the old man in front of them to finish reading the letter. 【Read the latest chapter】
"Hey." The old man finished reading the letter in his hand and let out a long sigh, "It doesn't matter, the fate has come to an end, and I no longer have anything to do with the Dark Wind Alliance."
"Dark Wind Alliance?!" Chen Feifan did not expect that the old man in front of him had been connected with the Dark Wind Alliance before, but he was relieved when he thought that Zuo Tian was from the Dark Wind Alliance.
"Dark Wind Alliance. Huh." When the Dark Wind Alliance was mentioned, the old man's face was full of disdain, "If it weren't for Zuotian, I wouldn't have helped."
Chen Feifan originally thought that he was entrusted by Zuotian to help the old man in front of him stay away from the Dark Wind Alliance; but he didn't expect that staying away actually meant something else.
"Senior, you have also read Zuotian's letter. What are your plans for the future?" Chen Feifan asked. Although he didn't know what the other party's martial arts level was, Zuotian entrusted him with something before he left, and he didn't dare to forget it.
"Haha." The old man laughed loudly and said, "Boy, I've been a little busy lately. Since you're here, why not give me a try first, and let's talk about other things after the comparison is over, okay?"
Chen Feifan nodded, saluted and said, "I wonder what you call me, senior? Junior Chen Feifan, this is my friend Ling Yani."
"Just like Zuotian, just call the old man." The old man glanced at Ling Yani and said, "This girl also knows martial arts. Do you want to fight alone or together?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yani hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for the compliment. This little girl's cultivation is still shallow and she doesn't dare to compete with her senior."
"Since this girl won't come, then you, kid, just play with me." The old man said as he picked a wooden stick from the pile of wood and weighed it in his hand.
Unexpectedly, the old man in front of him only took a wooden stick. Chen Feifan was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards the pile of wood.
"Wait a minute." The old man pointed a stick at Chen Feifan and said, "Use your sword or knife to compete with me."
"Senior. I'm afraid it's not good, okay?" Chen Feifan doesn't think the opponent can beat him with a wooden stick. When it comes to swordsmanship or knife skills, he may not be as good as others, but how can the Linggang Sword Qi be the opponent? The wooden stick in my hand can resist it.
The old man tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Why, do you really want to kill me?"
"Senior, you are joking." Chen Feifan smiled awkwardly, had no choice but to stop, put the Phantom Spirit Sword on the ground, and pulled out the Fierce Sun Saber on his back. Since the other party did not intend to use all his strength, he would just take advantage of this opportunity. Take the opportunity to try the knife in your hand again.
"Fire Sun Sword." The old man looked stunned when he saw the sword, and then he looked indifferent and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, Shan Mocheng?"
This time it was Chen Feifan's turn to be confused. He didn't know Shan Mocheng, but looking at the appearance of the old man in front of him, he seemed to know the origin of the knife, so he had to tell the truth: "This knife was sold by a man named Shan Kuo." For the juniors.”
The old man waved his hand and said: "Although Shan Mocheng is an old friend of me, it has nothing to do with me who holds his sword. Boy, you don't need to say anything, just show your true skills, don't let me disappointment."
Chen Feifan looked at the Fierce Sun Knife in his hand. It was red all over. It would be strange to say that this knife had no story. But even if it had an unusual story, if it was in his hands, it would be his.
"Come on." After saying that, the old man took a few steps back, holding a wooden stick in his right hand, looking at Chen Feifan, standing there motionless, as if signaling the other party to attack first.
The venue in front of the wooden house was huge, and it was suitable for two people to compete. Seeing this, Ling Yani softly said "be careful" to Chen Feifan, and then slowly stepped aside.
Even though they were competing, Chen Feifan didn't hesitate. He tightened his grip on the Lieyang Knife, kicked off his feet, and rushed toward the old man. When it comes to sword skills alone, Chen Feifan only knows Fantiangu's Wuxin sword skills, so he doesn't have much to choose from. He can just use them all to see if the opponent can withstand them.
The distance between the two of them was neither close nor far. In the blink of an eye, Chen Feifan was in front of the other person. He swung the big knife in his hand and cut him in the middle. The unintentional sword technique means unintentionally. It seems to be a random sword, but it is also a great threat. Coupled with weapons like the Lieyang Sword, people have to be on guard.
The old man on the opposite side was not afraid in the face of danger. He did not move his feet at all. He seemed to be full of confidence. Soon after, when he saw the opponent's big knife coming at him, he raised and lowered the wooden stick in his hand to avoid the sharp edge of the Lieyang knife and slapped it hard on the opponent's body. On the knife surface. There was such a huge force suddenly coming from the blade. As a last resort, Chen Feifan could only tilt the blade and miss the blow.
The two of them had just fought, and Chen Feifan immediately felt that the old man in front of him was difficult to deal with, and his cultivation was a bit unfathomable, but the other party probably looked down on him with the wooden stick, and also didn't want to hurt himself. With this thought, , Chen Feifan has nothing to worry about. As long as he doesn't use sword energy, he can do whatever he wants.
He was certain in his mind, and quickly raised his left foot, raised the Fierce Sun Saber in his hand, and began to attempt a second attack. This time, the old man took a step forward, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and before Chen Feifan dropped the knife, he tapped the blade lightly and blocked the opponent's attack again.
Unwilling to be easily resolved by the opponent twice in a row, Chen Feifan quickly retracted and released the knife and swung the knife again; this time, he took a diagonal step forward and came to the right side of the old man, holding the Fierce Sun Knife towards the opponent's waist. Chop away diagonally. This time Chen Feifan was extremely fast, just wanting to take advantage of the opponent's lack of time to turn around and deliver such a blow to the opponent.
Unexpectedly, the old man in front of him didn't need to turn around at all. The wooden stick in his right hand was pointed forward and struck on the back of the knife. With a little force, Chen Feifan's knife was struck in advance. With this strike, it was naturally a strike. Empty. At the same time, the old man stepped back to avoid a possible blow from Chen Feifan when he sheathed his sword.
Chen Feifan felt a little strange. It seemed that the old man had no intention of attacking at all, but even so, Chen Feifan would not stop there, not to mention that the first two times were just tests. However, the two fought for more than ten rounds after that, and the old man used tricks to avoid the blade every time, and used the wooden stick in his hand to neutralize his attacks one by one.
The old man only defended but did not attack, while Chen Feifan only attacked but not defended. Even so, Chen Feifan could not do anything to the opponent; he was not a fool. He knew that the old man on the other side had always given way to him, but he still could not hurt the opponent; he could only blame his own sword. If the method is not perfect, if the fight continues like this, as long as the old man on the other side makes a move, he will definitely lose.
So, he jumped back, put away the Fierce Sun Saber, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Senior, this junior has lost."
The old man also put away the wooden stick and replied: "Boy, this Fierce Sun Knife in your hand is really a waste of natural resources. The Wuxin Knife Technique can only be seen in form. I really don't know how you are alive today." .”
"The lesson taught by the seniors is that the juniors will practice diligently." Chen Feifan was not angry because the other party taught him a lesson, but he was a little surprised. He did not expect that the old man in front of him could actually see that he was using Wuxin Knife Technique.
The old man seemed to still have something to say. He raised the stick again, pointed at Chen Feifan and said, "That's it for now. Try it again with your sword. Don't let me down again."
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