Chen Feiyu faced the domineering Zuo Baixuan, still calm and calm, and said: With your strength, you are indeed not qualified in front of me.

A half-step master, although he has the word "grandmaster", is still not a true master. He has not stepped into the realm of a master for a day and can only become a king under the realm of a master. He is still not the enemy of the master.

Chen Feiyu is not only a true grandmaster, but also a truly powerful person who is infinitely close to the late stage of a grandmaster. He is an extraordinary figure who can travel across the nine heavens and come and go with ease!

Even if Zuo Baixuan is a hundred times better, he is still as small as dust in front of Chen Feiyu.

Below the master are all ants, this statement is by no means empty talk!

Zuo Baixuan laughed angrily, and the sound shook the entire Miaotian Waterside Pavilion courtyard. Ma Hongxin and Lu Enyang were not very good at it. Their eardrums were sore from the shock and they were dizzy. They were even more horrified by Zuo Baixuan's terrifying strength. Naturally, they became more and more distraught.

Be optimistic about Chen Feiyu.

Lu Baoyu glanced at his brother and sister-in-law, then stroked the strings lightly. The moment the melodious sound of the piano sounded, an invisible air wave centered on Lu Baoyu, like a ripple, spread out in all directions.

Under the sound of the piano, Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin, who were originally shocked by Zuo Baixuan's laughter, suddenly felt hot and warm in their bodies, and the previous discomfort was instantly wiped away.

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Lu Enyang was happy at first, and then even more shocked. Only then did he realize that his sister's cultivation was actually so profound!

Zuo Baixuan's laughter also stopped. Instead of being angry, he was overjoyed.

Lu Baoyu is young, but her cultivation level is not any weaker than mine. According to her talent, it won’t be long before she can successfully enter the realm of a high-ranking grandmaster. When the time comes, our Zuo family will definitely have two young grandmasters.

It is not impossible to become famous in Zhongyue Province, and even to unify the martial arts world in Zhongyue Province.

Thinking of this, Zuo Baixuan became more determined to get Lu Baoyu!

Also holding this idea is Dao Bo. He is a super strong man in the master realm. No one knows better than him what it means to have two such young master masters. Therefore, he also wants Lu Baoyu to marry him more and more.

Entering the Zuo family of Zhongyue Province, he would do so at any cost!

Even though Lu Baoyu rejected Zuo Baixuan in person and made it clear that the person she liked was Chen Feiyu!

Chen Feiyu is just an ant. If he dares to stand in front of the Zuo family in Zhongyue Province, he can be killed.

Uncle Dao glanced at Chen Feiyu, and his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with light.

Zuo Baixuan pointed at Chen Feiyu and said sternly: Didn't you say I'm not qualified? Didn't you say you wanted to teach Zhou Yuexin how to use a knife? Then, do you dare to compete with me?

Zuo Baixuan wants to duel with Chen Feiyu?

Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin exclaimed. The cultivation level Zuo Baixuan showed just now had already shocked them. How could Chen Feiyu, such a powerful person, be his opponent?

The three girls, Lu Baoyu, Chi Lian and Zhou Yuexin, laughed secretly in their hearts.

Especially Lu Baoyu and Chi Lian, the two women have a better understanding of Chen Feiyu's strength. They know that Chen Feiyu's cultivation level is infinitely close to the late stage of the Grandmaster. That is a high-altitude existence that overlooks his whole life. Even Chen Feiyu in his heyday can face the legendary realm.

The strong are still capable of fighting.

Zuo Baixuan, a mere half-step master, actually took the initiative to challenge Chen Feiyu. He really came to deliver food!

Chen Feiyu was unafraid and said: Why don't you dare?

After saying that, Chen Feiyu stepped out, came to the central open space, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Uncle Dao didn't expect that Chen Feiyu would actually dare to challenge. It was a bit unexpected. Then, he smiled contemptuously: How stupid. He knew that the young master was a half-step master, but he dared to challenge him. Could it be that he really thought that the young master didn't dare to fight?

Can't kill him?

Zuo Baixuan also came to the central open space and stood opposite Chen Feiyu. A faint murderous intention flashed in his eyes, but it passed away briefly and said: Since it is a duel, there must be a reward. If you lose, from now on

Then, never appear in front of Lu Baoyu.

What if you lose? Chen Feiyu asked back.

Zuo Baixuan laughed loudly. He didn't think he would lose, and said: If I lose, then I will withdraw my proposal of marriage and disappear from Bao Yu forever.

Very good, I hope you can practice what you say when the time comes. Chen Feiyu nodded.

Zuo Baixuan's expression suddenly darkened. Chen Feiyu had no martial arts skills at all, yet he dared to speak big words and believed that he would definitely lose.

For such people, Zuo Baixuan has always killed them quickly. He couldn't help but look sharply and said: Before the duel, I have to explain one thing. The so-called sword has no eyes, especially our Zuo family's Chunyang Thirty-six Styles of Sword Art.

', Once the sword is drawn, it will never be sheathed until there is blood.

So? Chen Feiyu asked with raised eyebrows.

So Zuo Baixuan sneered and said: In a duel, if you lose an arm, or break a leg, or even your life depends on it, you can't blame others!

Chen Feiyu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: It's just what I want. Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. No matter life or death, I can't blame others.

Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin suddenly exclaimed, this duel has turned into a life and death battle!

Lu Enyang, in particular, was even more nervous and said: Chen Feiyu, are you crazy? His strength is so terrifying, what if he gets injured in his hands?

Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to find it a bit funny, and said: His strength is also called 'terrible'? A mere half-step master, in my eyes, an ant-like existence, how can he be called 'terrible' in front of me? It seems that you,

I have never seen what true horror is.

Lu Enyang was stunned and frightened by Chen Feiyu's confidence.

Uncle Dao frowned secretly: Since Chen Feiyu knows about the 'half-step master', it proves that he is not ignorant about the division of strength in the martial arts world. Could it be that he is also a member of the martial arts world? But why do I feel it from him?

What if he doesn't have the aura of a warrior? Unless his strength is greater than mine.

Thinking of this, Dao Bo was shocked by himself. He himself was a strong man in the early stage of the Grandmaster. He was even just one step away from reaching the middle stage of the Grandmaster. If Chen Feiyu's strength was still higher than him, then what?

Doesn’t it mean that Chen Feiyu is at least the mid-level master?

This is impossible, isn't it? A grandmaster is so high up in the sky, standing in the clouds, like a divine dragon, how can it be a state that can be easily achieved? The young master is so amazing and talented. He has practiced for more than 20 years and has only reached the half-step master level. Chen Feiyu looks at his age.

He is less than 20 years old, how can he become a super strong person in the middle stage of Grandmaster? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

Uncle Dao breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Chen Feiyu standing proudly and confidently, his heart was always filled with an ominous premonition.

Zuo Baixuan, however, regarded Chen Feiyu as a man who was destined to die. He shouted loudly and said: Uncle Dao, Dao!

The swordsman nodded, took out a simple sword with a simple scabbard from the yellow silk package, and threw it towards Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan took the knife in his hand, and his whole temperament suddenly changed. If his temperament just now was domineering, now it is completely like a sharp unsheathed sword, with a fierce and fierce momentum all over his body, as if

The next moment, you will drink all the enemy's blood!

The sword intent filled the air and enveloped the entire courtyard!

All the original sounds of birds and insects disappeared, and the atmosphere became solemn and extremely extreme!

Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin's faces were pale, and they were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.

Zuo Baixuan didn't even draw the sword out of its sheath, but it was already so terrifying. When he actually drew the sword out of its sheath, how could Chen Feiyu still be alive?

Lu Enyang's heart was filled with worry.

Chen Feiyu faced Zuo Baixuan directly, and at the very center of Zuo Baixuan's sword intent, he still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as usual.

Zuo Baixuan raised the sword to his chest and said proudly: The sword in my hand is not an ordinary sword, but a pure Yang sword inherited from my family. It has been passed down from generation to generation since my Zuo family ancestors started their business in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

Now in my hand, it has a history of more than 300 years and has drunk the blood of countless people. The knife is full of evil spirit. It can be said to be invincible and extremely sharp!

Chen Feiyu said: The knife is indeed a good knife, but it is a pity that the knife in your hand will only be covered in dust.

When death was imminent, he still used his words. Zuo Baixuan snorted and said: Where are your weapons?

To deal with you, bare hands are enough. Chen Feiyu said confidently.

He has confidence!

Because he is a master-level powerful man, standing high in the clouds, while everyone under the master is just an ant!

That's right, Zuo Baixuan is no different from an ant in Chen Feiyu's eyes!

Zuo Baixuan's eyes flashed with evil spirit, and he said: Since you want to die, then I will help you.

Having said that, the pure Yang sword in his hand slowly came out of its sheath. The blade was simple, and the strong evil spirit surged out in all directions!

A hint of appreciation flashed in Chen Feiyu's eyes. Such a majestic evil spirit showed that this Pure Yang Sword must have killed many, many people in the past three hundred years.

One knife, drink blood and return to the sheath!

Zuo Baixuan shouted loudly, and the momentum around him exploded violently. His feet suddenly hit the ground. Suddenly, he jumped high into the air!

And where Zuo Baixuan originally stood, cracks like spider webs appeared on the hard floor!

The next moment, Zuo Baixuan was condescending, armed with an unparalleled sword, and suddenly slashed at Chen Feiyu's head!

Before the knife arrived, the energy had already arrived. Under the strong pressure of the sword, Chen Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his clothes made a hunting sound. One after another cracks began to appear on the ground where he was standing.

shocking!

The sword uncle secretly nodded: the young master's move of 'Mighty Thunder' already has the intensity of the 'Pure Yang Thirty-six Styles of Sword Technique'. Even a strong man in the early stage of a master needs to avoid it temporarily when faced with the young master's sword.

Hey, it can be said that with this sword alone, everyone below the Grand Master will definitely die!

Lu Enyang and Ma Hongxin were both frightened by the knife and turned pale. Facing such a terrifying knife, Chen Feiyu was afraid that his body and head would be separated.

Lu Enyang even sighed and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu's faint voice came from the center of the Dao Gang: This is the 'Thirty-six Styles of Chunyang Dao Gang'? But, let me give you a taste of what the real Dao Gang is?

Haotian Sword Technique!

Chen Feiyu pointed his fingers like a knife and shouted loudly. Suddenly, a pure silver sword, as sharp as a sword, as if it were real, suddenly shot out and struck Zuo Baixuan in the air!

This sword seems to be able to cut off everything in the world!
Chapter completed!