Chapter 182: Fifteenth Sword, All Living Beings Are Destroyed

Chen Xuan accidentally revealed that Aji was Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa.

Xie Xiaofeng's return to the world undoubtedly caused a small stir.

Under Murong Qiudi's instigation, Yan Shisan began to look for Xie Xiaofeng and prepared for the final battle.

As for Chen Xuan, he was anxiously waiting for news about Li Qingluo.

It has been almost half a month since Li Qingluo and others were kidnapped, and there has been no accurate news.

Chen Xuan didn't even know whether they were alive or dead, so you can imagine the torment in his heart.

However, Mingyue Xin has been unexpectedly obedient in the past few days, leaving Chen Xuan with no excuse to lose his temper.

After staying up like this for many days, the duel between Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, began.

Although Chen Xuan was upset, he didn't want to see the excitement in vain, so he simply led Ming Yuexin and Murong Qiudi to the decisive battle location.

It was a very rare red maple forest. The red maples in late autumn were as scarlet as blood.

The setting sun in the evening is like being enveloped in a layer of dim blood.

In the bleak autumn wind, Yan Shisan, dressed in black, stood indifferently in the maple forest, but the third young master of Shenjian Villa had not yet appeared.

News of this duel was rarely heard in the world.

Of course no one was watching.

Murong Qiudi led the two guards into the maple forest early. She wanted to see Xie Xiaofeng's fate with her own eyes.

As for Chen Xuan and Mingyue Xin, they were much more relaxed.

On the carriage, Chen Xuan briefly glanced at Fenglin not far away and then at Ming Yuexin in his arms.

I couldn't help but feel a little emotional for a while.

Ming Yuexin seemed to notice his gaze and asked.

"What's wrong?"

Her voice was soft and soft, sounding particularly gentle, but Chen Xuan pinched her and said indifferently.

"Mrs. Zhuo, don't think that I have a good temper now."

"..."

Ming Yuexin seemed to be a little guilty, so she stopped talking and just changed the topic.

"Don't you want to watch the duel? Why don't you go down?"

"Who's going to fight? You're going to fight with me?"

"..." Ming Yuexin knew that he was acting stupid again, so she simply stopped talking this time.

Chen Xuan was upset, but after hearing Ming Yuexin's reminder, he turned around and looked out the window.

Outside the car window, the red maples are as old as ever, and the setting sun is like blood.

In the bloody setting sun, a person walked indifferently.

From a long distance, Chen Xuan recognized him. He was Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa.

Xie Xiaofeng is like an emperor in the sword, exuding an awe-inspiring and righteous aura from his whole body.

Chen Xuan was still thinking about whether to go down and say hello, but unexpectedly Yan Shisan walked out to greet him in the maple forest.

The two are not close acquaintances, but they bonded over swords.

Yan Shisan became famous as a young boy and challenged countless sword masters.

Xie Xiaofeng sits in Shenjian Villa and is known as the God of Swords. Naturally, he has faced countless challenges.

This kind of duel is not unfamiliar to the two of them.

Accompanied by a long sword chant in the air, a long sword fell into the maple forest with a clang.

The invisible sword intention overflowing from the long sword turned into a fierce wind, and the maple leaves on the ground danced wildly all over the sky.

Amidst the strong wind, only the black sword stood out.

Ming Yuexin heard the movement and went to the window to take a look and said curiously.

"What a powerful aura, what kind of sword is that?"

"Of course it's Yan Shisan's sword."

Chen Xuan's pretentious words made Ming Yuexin roll her eyes, but she also knew that the sharp sword intent did not come from the sword itself, but from the person who wielded the sword.

Although there were quilts in the carriage, it was still cold and uncomfortable.

She moved her body and put her weight on Chen Xuan. This little trick made Chen Xuan look at her unconsciously.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Mingyue Xin is indeed a very scheming woman.

She was born to be such a woman, and she seemed to be born to be good at this kind of thing.

She always seizes any tiny gap and makes people feel satisfied.

The atmosphere in the maple forest was a bit dull and solemn.

In the carriage, Chen Xuan could feel Ming Yuexin's warm body, her body twisting slightly, like a secret signal.

But when Chen Xuan stretched out his hand, she easily dodged it.

This is a little game of tacit understanding between the two.

And on the other side.

In the maple forest where the setting sun is like blood.

Murong Qiudi also walked out of Maple Forest. She met the man who turned her from a famous lady into a joke seven years ago.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't pay much attention to the words, because under the setting sun, outside the maple forest, the person waiting for him was Yan Shisan.

Facing Yan Shisan, he was not sure.

Even if he is the unparalleled Xie Xiaofeng, he is still not sure.

He could already vaguely feel Yan Shisan's aura.

Only a ferocious beast can trace the traces of another ferocious beast.

Only a ferocious beast can feel the presence of another ferocious beast. Because they are the same type of people.

The two met without saying a word.

There is no greeting or politeness. Generally speaking, there will be a clear clause in the duel in the arena, such as signing a life-and-death contract or something like that.

But now Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan obviously don't need these things.

Yan Shisan walked forward slowly and held the hilt of the sword in front of him. As the tip of the sword dropped, the moment he held the hilt, his slightly rickety body suddenly became upright.

He had completely stood up. At this moment, his whole person changed. He was no longer cold and depressed but instead erupted with a sharp murderous intention representing death.

This change is like a sharp sword in a worn leather scabbard suddenly showing its edge and flashing sword aura.

The same goes for his people. At this moment, his people seemed to glow.

This light suddenly made him lively, making him look at least twenty years younger.

How can a person completely change just because he has a sword in his hand? Is this because he is already a shining person?

Xie Xiaofeng didn't know the reason, he just walked towards Yan Shisan indifferently.

Even if Yan Shisan's long sword is extremely powerful, even if Yan Shisan's momentum suddenly changes.

At this moment, all Xie Xiaofeng wanted was a fight.

The maple leaves are redder and the setting sun is like blood.

Before night covers the earth, the sky will always bring more brilliance to the world, just like when a person is dying, he will occasionally have a flashback.

Maple leaves were falling in the maple forest. Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng just stepped on the fallen leaves, facing each other, and slowly walked forward.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of footsteps, their footsteps became louder and louder, but the sound of their footsteps became softer and lighter, because their willpower and physical strength gradually reached their peak.

They are all waiting until the moment they truly reach their peak, they will take action.

At that time, they concentrated on the sharp sword that was the pinnacle of their lifelong swordsmanship.

Because they don't want to wait for a chance anymore, because they both know that neither one will give the other a chance.

This sword was destined to determine the outcome from the beginning. Immediately afterwards, they struck almost at the same time.

No one could see the action of them drawing their swords, and their swords suddenly thrust out like lightning.

At this moment, their figures seemed to have completely disappeared, becoming like wind and able to flow freely in the air.

Because they have completely entered the realm of swordlessness and selflessness, their swordsmanship has transcended everything and controlled everything.

The sword light was like water, flowing in the setting sun, and the maple leaves broke silently, falling down like a rain of blood.
To be continued...