During this period, Xie Feihong, the young owner of Shenjian Villa, a popular figure in the world, is finally going to take action, and all the celebrities in the world are calm and concentrating.

"Lu Xiaoji, is his sword really as powerful as the legendary one?" Sikong Zhaixing, the king of the stealing king who was invited to attend the wedding banquet and was being taken care of and was being taken care of, asked curiously at Lu Xiaofeng, who was also invited.

"It's even better than you think!" Lu Xiaofeng said with a serious expression. Even today, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel cold when he thought of the other party's unreasonable blade that seemed to be able to cut everything.

The same face was cold and there was Hua Manlou on one side. As the blind man who looked the most unlike the blind man, although he could not see his eyes, his senses were also far superior to those of ordinary people. Therefore, he could often see more things that others could not see, so he knew Xie Feihong's sword more deeply than Lu Xiaofeng.

Although he could not see Xie Feihong's blade, he could feel the dead silence where the knife passed! Wind! Sound! Sword! Soul! Whether it is tangible or invisible, it was killed by it! This is a knife that brings death, and this is a slash for funeral!

Yi Su also had a representative sent by Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City. Since Ye Gucheng had reached a critical moment of comprehending the sword path, he ordered his clan brother Ye Su to attend Xie Feihong's wedding on his behalf.

Ye Su still clearly remembers that his family's peerless and beautiful clan brother mentioned the kind of praise that the young owner had when he mentioned. At the same time, he inadvertently revealed that his sword was cut off by Xie Feihong's sword. Therefore, Ye Su naturally would not underestimate the other party because of Xie Feihong's age.

Other martial arts celebrities and young heroes who came to watch the ceremony also had different thoughts when they saw the battle in front of them, but most of them hoped that Xie Feihong would make a fool of themselves. After all, the world is so big. Once the Divine Sword Villa rises, it will inevitably invade the interests of others.

The wealth is moving, so they naturally hope that this gangster named He Shangshu can break Xie Feihong and the backbone of the Divine Sword Villa behind him, so that they can share more benefits.

He looked at Xie Feihong with a cold face and walked to him with a knife in front of him. Shangshu He drank a mouthful of the wine in the pot again, and then said lightly: "Let me take action, let me see what the magical first sword in the world is now rumored in the world, and whether it is worthy of praise."

"To be honest, today is my happy day. If possible, I don't want to see blood," Xie Feihong looked at the other party with a look like a pool and said lightly: "Even if this blood is yours."

"My?" He Shangshu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Young man, who gives you the confidence that your knife can make me feel bloody? To be honest, you were still sipping breasts in your womb when I was practicing martial arts!"

Xie Feihong did not say much about He Shangshu's contempt, but slashed directly in the direction of him in such a void, and then a sword energy that was slashed in front of him.

Bang! A crisp sound fell to the ground, allowing He Shangshu to recover from the shocking sword that Xie Feihong had just swung. Only then did he realize that the wine pot he was holding was cut off by the knife that the other party had just swung.

Looking at the mirror-smooth cut, He Shangshu lost even his heart to feel sorry for the fine wine in his pot, because his heart was full of shock!

What a quick knife! So sharp cut!

If the other party’s knife was not aimed at the wine pot but at himself? Just thinking about it would be a cold sweat.

Because He Shangshu's martial arts are still like this, the others are naturally even more unbearable.

"What's this!?"

"Is something happening just now?"

...

Those who were low in strength didn't even know what had just happened. They exclaimed in surprise and almost killed He Shangshu's wine pot by Xie Feihong as a supernatural incident.

"How could there be such a fast knife!"

"Am I dazzled?"

"The sword of a lofty sword! What a great slash! It deserves to be known as the best!"

...

Those with strong strength, such as the bitter gourd master of Shaolin Temple and the Mu Taoist from Wudang Mountain, could naturally capture the knife marks that Xie Feihong had just glanced at, but it was also a bit unbelievable. Because Xie Feihong's sword was so fast that it almost transcended their cognition, which made them frightened.

"This... is this the sword technique called the unparalleled?! It's really fast! So cruel!" Sikong Zhaixing had previously trusted his close friend Lu Xiaofeng, so he did not doubt the authenticity of Xie Feihong's sword technique like others. But when he saw this sword technique that made Lu Xiaofeng feel frightened, he was still amazed!

Just as the knife mark that stunned him echoed in Sikong Zhaixing's mind, Lu Xiaofeng said a fact that shocked him even more: "No, this is not!"

"Not? What does it mean? Lu Xiaofeng!" Sikong Zhaixing, who realized the possible meaning of his friend's words, even forgot to call out the other party's nickname, asked in surprise.

"Literally," Lu Xiaofeng said without looking back: "The knife just now was just a casual blow from him, and his real knife... even more amazing!"

"... Are you kidding Lu Xiaofeng?" Sikong Zhaixing pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled dryly: "More amazing than this... How is this possible!"

The Mu Taoist and Master Bittergua were also incredible, but when they saw Hua Manlou Shen nodding with consent, they had to believe it even if they didn't believe it. Because Lu Xiaofeng might lie, but Hua Manlou would never.

"Look," Lu Xiaofeng said in a deep voice with a deep look: "This martial arts called Shangshu He is quite extraordinary. He may let you see the knife I saw at the beginning... It is not like a slash in the world!"

Isn’t it available in the world? I want to see it!

"Now... do you think my knife can make you feel blood?" Xie Feihong, who stood in front of the main hall, looked at He Shangshu, who was a little stiff, coldly and said lightly.

"Good knife! Is this the sword called the unparalleled one? It's really extraordinary!" He Shangshu came to his senses and looked at Xie Feihong deeply for a moment. He ignored Xie Feihong's slap in the face, but said in a deep voice: "But I have to say that you did a stupid thing. You should have cut the knife to my head just now, so that you can continue to do your happy things."

"So?" Xie Feihong narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you still want to continue?"

"Of course," He Shangshu said in a deep voice: "I will be in trouble if I don't take your head back."

"Take my head?" Xie Feihong chuckled and said, "Who gives you the confidence?"

"Your sword that is similar to that of Fusang's sword drawing, is indeed quite extraordinary," He Shangshu stared at Xie Feihong's sword and said in a deep voice: "Even if I am caught off guard, I will still hate it on the spot. But since I know now, I will not give you a chance to give such a fast sword again. This is my confidence!"

As soon as He Shangshu finished speaking, he seemed to lightly tap his toes to prove his words, spread his hands, and he was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he came to Xie Feihong's face. At the same time, he suddenly swelled more than twice, and his purple-red palms were printed in front of Xie Feihong's eyes.

Big handprint!

The invisible man organization Wu Ming's unique skills were slapped at Xie Feihong's face with wind and thunder!

Wouldn't you give me a chance to shoot? He Shangshu, you know nothing about power!

Looking at the purple-red handprints that were so close, Xie Feihong smiled coldly and pulled his sword out of the sheath.
Chapter completed!