The manor was quiet and deserted.
A Fei searched in every room, just to find the woman. He searched more and more urgently, and searched deeper and deeper. When he reached the deepest place, there was only a clean and simple courtyard.
There was only one room in the courtyard, and the sound of a woman's laughter came from the room.
That gentle, sweet voice... A Fei would never mishear or admit her voice. For the past year, he had been listening to her words every day and night, and the voice still appeared even in his dreams.
"Bang", the door was knocked open.
Lin Xian'er was lying in someone's arms, panting.
But Shangguan Jinhong hugged her and stared at A Fei.
A Fei seemed not to have seen Shangguan Jinhong at all. There was only one person in his eyes. When he saw this person again, his whole body was trembling.
Lin Xianer didn't even raise her eyes, her hands were still hooked on Shangguan Jinhong's neck.
Finally, the person in his arms was put down, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Shangguan Jinhong's mouth.
"You must be furious right now."
Ah Fei's fists were clenched and bleeding, his lips were white, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Shangguan Jinhong smiled and said: "That's good. You must want to kill me right now, and your sword is also in your hand."
Ah Fei said sharply: "Are you ready?"
Shangguan Jinhong slowly shook his head and said: "Your opponent is not me."
When he finished speaking, a figure came out from behind him.
The sword was in his hand, with a black fish skin scabbard. It was a very ordinary iron sword. Not many people in the world recognized this sword. Almost everyone who saw this sword died under his sword.
A deep-seated indifference emanated from him...
Ah Fei looked at this person and asked, "Who are you?"
Jing Wuming said coldly: "Your opponent."
Ah Fei roared angrily: "The person I want to kill is not you!"
Jing Wuming sneered and said, "As long as I'm here, you can't kill anyone."
Ah Fei said sharply: "Then I'll kill you first!"
The sword flashed and thrust out, but the moment A Fei drew his sword, the other sword also flashed a cold light. They seemed to draw their swords at the same time, and they also seemed to draw their swords at the same time.
At this moment, the two swords turned into shocking light and lightning, intertwined with each other, and there was a "ding" sound.
Ah Fei's pupils suddenly closed and he immediately retreated!
When the people were retreating, Jian also chased them. Both of them ducked into the small courtyard, and Shangguan Jinhong strode out.
The sword light flashed and dazzled, flying all over the sky. Dozens of swords were exchanged in an instant.
There seemed to be no complicated changes in their swordsmanship. Their swords all abandoned all changes and used the simplest moves to form the fastest sword.
It can be said that they relied on speed rather than moves, and the sharp swords in their hands were unimaginably powerful.
There were flashes of stars, and there were green shadows of swords in all directions. However, the sword light was scattered and scattered, and the sword energy came out vertically and horizontally. The speed of the two men's attacks was indescribable!
Ding ding ding......
Sparks burst out, gold and iron trembled, and under the bright and swift sword light, each simple and ordinary sword style formed the most fierce, dangerous, and sinister sword light.
Cold light flashes!
More than ten rays of cold light struck Ah Fei with a sharp sound that shattered the west wind!
Jing Wuming thrust out eleven swords in an instant, and at this moment, the sword light burst out, and after a series of "ding-ding" sounds, the cold light in the sky extinguished like sparks in front of his eyes.
After the sword light dissipated, A Fei took seven steps back. His face began to turn pale, but when he saw that he stood still, the clothes on his chest had torn open, and a wisp of blood spattered out.
Jing Wuming stood there coldly, looked at him coldly, and suddenly said: "My name is Jing Wuming, you can remember this name."
The sword was in his hand, and the blood slowly dripped. When the blood dripped away, an incredibly fast sword light swept away again.
A sword thrust out, cold light shot out, and the sword light flickered, reaching the throat.
Ah Fei had no choice but to retreat. He drew out his sword while retreating. His figure retreated faster and faster, and the light of the sword flickered at his throat, heart, and eyebrows...
There were only flashes of sword light in his eyes, one after another, one faster than the other.
The sword edge twisted, making a soft sound, and another gash was opened in Ah Fei's chest. He gritted his teeth, not daring to make any mistakes, but if he continued to resist, he would still die.
Suddenly Ah Fei shouted loudly and no longer resisted the flying sword edge. The green edge was slanted and the sword tip pierced like flying light.
Jing Wuming immediately returned his sword, but when Ah Fei stabbed him with his sword, there was no trace of it. No one could tell how his sword came out or where it came from.
But for this stab, he didn't know how many times he had tempered it.
Jing Wuming actually didn't dodge at all.
But the sword, which was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, reached half an inch in front of his throat and suddenly stopped. It was just as fast, as sudden, as unpredictable and incredible as when it started.
There was another "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere, the sword light disappeared instantly, the sword style paused momentarily, and the sword tip pierced the sword body and stopped in front of the throat.
Ah Fei looked at Jing Wuming, looking at the person in front of him who also wielded a fast sword like him, and seemed a little shocked.
With a flick of the sword edge, A Fei's sword missed...
The sword light flashed slightly, staring at A Fei's throat like a bolt of lightning. The two of them are already the fastest swordsmen in the world. If there is a sword faster than Ah Fei, who in the world can stop it?
It was a knife, a flying knife. Before the sword light arrived, the flying knife broke into the sword light first, blocking the sword light, and then the blade hit the sword's edge.
The sword light fell, the sword light dissipated, and the man holding the sword also retreated.
Jing Wuming was surprised, and Shangguan Jinhong was equally surprised!
When he saw Ah Fei's fast sword, Shangguan Jinhong already felt that his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world. But after seeing Jing Wuming's sword in his right hand, Shangguan Jinhong felt that Ah Fei's sword was not the fastest sword in the world.
But seeing this ray of sword light again, Shangguan Jinhong finally discovered that if the fastest weapon on the weapon spectrum is the flying knife!
Although A Fei's eyes were dull and his expression was embarrassed, he still turned his head and looked at the person.
He opened his mouth and said three words with difficulty: "I lost!"
Li Xunhuan coughed and said softly: "What does it matter if you lose once?"
Ah Fei said hoarsely: "You don't understand!"
Li Xunhuan sighed softly: "This woman is not everything to you."
Ah Fei finally broke out and roared: "How can you understand that she is everything to me, everything."
How could he not understand? How could Li Xunhuan not understand? He couldn't help but said with tears, "But do you know that you can devote all your love to your lover, so what does she think of you?"
A Fei slowly turned his head and looked at the beautiful person.
Lin Xianer said calmly: "As long as you are smarter, you shouldn't come."
A Fei said foolishly: "How can I ignore you?"
Lin Xianer smiled and said: "When did I ask you to mind your own business? No one forced me, everything was of my own free will."
Ah Fei said tremblingly: "You...what did you say?"
Lin Xian'er's moving eyes were no longer gentle, only filled with a mocking sneer: "Who do you think I am? You are just a dog I raised. Sit when I tell you to sit. Just stand, you will bite whoever I tell you to bite. Aren't you so obedient now?"
The tears in A Fei's eyes suddenly condensed, and he stood there numbly, as if he had become a dead person.
