Dugu Yihe was looking at Ah Fei.
Ah Fei was also looking at Dugu Yihe.
Dugu Yihe just stood there quietly, not moving, not daring to move.
His waist was straight.
His beard was as black as ink.
But the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible.
Maybe it was because he was under too much pressure, or maybe he had more things on his mind.
Ah Fei was nearly ten years older than Dugu Yihe.
But he looked.
Dugu Yihe was older.
"She is Yu Hongyan?"
"Isn’t she over 60? How come she looks only 30?"
"It is said that there is a beauty pill in Huashan, and it seems to be true."
The focus of the Four Beauties of Emei was different.
What they discovered was Yu Hongyan’s ageless face.
What he cares about is Yu Hongyan’s stunning beauty.
"A Fei!"
Dugu Yihe was originally a very serious person.
But now he is even more solemn.
A Fei asked calmly: "It is rumored that in addition to the 7749 sword and double-kill styles, you also have several very strange and domineering unique skills?"
There was no information about this person in front of him thirty years ago.
The mysterious sword master who has only become famous in the past ten years.
A Fei has always been very curious.
Dugu Yihe replied coldly: "I hope you can force me to use it."
No one has seen him use those evil and domineering martial arts.
Because everyone who has seen 583 is dead.
Among the dead are righteous martial artists.
There are also evil people in the martial arts world.
"I won’t let you down."
A Fei slowly drew his sword.
Such an opponent.
It is hard to find one in ten years.
He has discovered Dugu Yihe’s special features:
Hands and swords.
Dugu Yihe’s palms and swords are thicker than normal swords.
The arms and the sword body are particularly long and relatively wide.
Although this sword is not as good as Liang Fa’s heavy sword.
But it is not far behind.
It’s a pity that Ah Fei has already reached the realm of wooden sword.
Directly use the Demon-Seeking Sword.
It is already the greatest sincerity.
Dugu Yihe asked: "I heard that you Huashan Sect like to set limits before the competition."
No one knows why Dugu Yihe asked this question.
But they all simply think it is a strategy to attack the heart.
"Just forty-nine moves."
A Fei’s tone was very calm.
The number he said was just right for Dugu Yihe’s double-kill 7749 styles of sword and knife.
"Good!"
Dugu Yihe shouted.
A touch of brass-colored sword light instantly engulfed the space in front of him.
There was no sound of breaking through the air.
There was no sword energy or sword power.
But the pure and condensed sword intent had already engulfed Ah Fei.
At this time, except for the four Emei elders with a relatively high realm and the purple and green double swords.
None of Dugu Yihe’s seven disciples reacted.
Ding.
A Fei stood still.
A simple and pale sword turned Dugu Yihe back to his original form.
Dugu Yihe did not retreat in shock, and endless sword energy burst out, and the piercing sword sound shook the golden top of Emei Mountain.
And the bronze sword light evolved rapidly.
One became two.
Two became four.
Four became eight…
In a short blink of an eye, all the sword shadows were in front of him.
However, a scene of sword light like a black dog swallowing the moon enveloped him, swallowing everything neatly.
All of Dugu Yihe’s moves became futile.
Without hesitation.
Dugu Yihe soared into the sky, and the violent sword roar resounded down.
The sword distorted the air.
The edge was so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The weakest of the Four Emei Beauties even shed tears unconsciously.
The world in front of them suddenly tore apart.
The airflow retreated at this moment.
The edge was broken at this moment.
Except for Dugu Yihe, no one knew how Ah Fei broke the move.
They only saw Dugu Yihe staggering to the ground.
They only saw Ah Fei not moving a single step from beginning to end.
"Three moves have passed."
A Fei smiled.
Let Dugu Yihe make three moves because he is a senior.
Moreover, because he is a guest who came to challenge.
The etiquette has been reached.
The killing has begun.
The black sword light of the Demon-Seeking Sword burst out in horror and fear.
Dugu Yihe’s sword struggled in despair.
The three heroes of Emei and the four beauties could not continue their thinking.
Even their breathing stopped.
Their eyes were filled with fear and silent shouts.
Retreat.
Retreat again.
Dugu (chfd) Yihe retreated one after another. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
He thought that Ah Fei’s skills were very profound, but he didn’t expect it to be so terrifying.
As if…
Ah Fei’s age was not ten years older than his, but sixty years older.
At this moment of shock.
The black light of the Demon-Seeking Sword surged, like the sky pressing down.
Dugu Yihe used a forbidden evil skill without thinking, and the cold light in the sky rushed over densely.
Each sword could weaken the black light.
Each cold light can resist the swallowing of the black light.
Just when the black light was about to disappear, Dugu Yihe thought he had blocked it.
Swish!
A Fei was in an impossible situation.
The sword body suddenly extended.
Double sword energy.
Dugu Yihe, who suffered a loss, turned pale.
The next moment. []
The world in front of him was torn apart.
Countless beautiful things and extraordinary vitality were divided by a ray of black light.
Dang.
Dugu Yihe staggered back.
Only half of the hilt remained.
A few strands of dazzling blood flowed down the wrist.
The hilt was dyed red.
Under the rendering of blood, the Eight Diagrams Seal of the head of Emei actually showed a kind of weird beauty.
Stupid.
The atmosphere was terribly awkward.
The four elders of Emei knew how terrible A Fei was.
But they thought Dugu Yihe could at least hold on a little longer.
I didn’t expect the competition to end so early.
And A Fei didn’t seem to have broken a sweat.
"Master."
"Damn it."
The silly four Emei beauties came eagerly.
Swish!
A sharp sword light scared them in place.
This is Yu Hongyan’s masterpiece.
A Fei would not attack these young and beautiful people at will.
But Yu Hongyan would not be polite.
This time it was just a warning.
Next time it would be murder.
"I lost."
Dugu Yihe asked: "What price do we Emei have to pay?"
The winner is the king in the Jianghu.
The era of the Laughing Wanderer.
There is no real chivalry in this Jianghu.
There are only pure interests and victory and defeat.
"The Nu Zhenren has passed away…"
A Fei replied.
The tone was very cold.
"Maybe I attacked too hard."
Dugu Yihe regretted it a little now.
At that time, Tianmiao Temple had brought Huashan out, but he still attacked brazenly.
Faced with such a provocation, if Huashan did not take action, it would not be Huashan.
"Return the Dragon Tiger Pure Yang Pill and the Sad Autumn Pill."
A Fei replied coldly: "You Emei has been closed for three years, and you went to the grave of Nu Zhenren to worship and repent."
"You won’t kill me?"
Dugu Yihe was stunned.
He thought Huashan would directly cut off the Emei Sect’s pillar of support.
"Kill you?"
"That’s the business of Qingcheng and Tianmiao Temple."
A Fei shook his head.
Then he waved to Hongyan.
The two of them went down the mountain hand in hand like a couple of gods.
Only the Emei Sect was left in a mess. .
