Under the ancient tree.

The body of King Wan Peng Kuiwei was completely covered by ancient trees and seemed insignificant. But his aura was like a towering and muddy mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression that was hard to ignore.

King Wan Peng stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the towering tree in front of him with lush branches and leaves that had been alive for thousands of years, and fell into memories.

King Wanpeng rarely recalls the past, but now he suddenly falls into memories.

He thought of birth, growth, fame, and now dominating the world. The past seemed to be vivid in his mind, and it flashed quickly in his mind.

Relatives, friends, subordinates, enemies, and a person flashed through his mind.

He thought of those things like a spectator, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his heart. I don’t know how long it took, but his thoughts finally returned, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, King Wan Peng had no way to describe his mentality at this moment, but he could feel much more relaxed. He already knew that he was in an unprecedented peak state. At this time, he was stronger than ever.

"Just just now, you were the best chance to kill me, but you missed it." King Wan Peng turned around and looked at the opponent who had been arriving for a long time, with a look of regret on his face.

Feng Wuhen looked at him calmly and said lightly: "I know, but I can't do it."

Wan Peng Wang Qi said: "We have either killed me or killed you. Why can't you kill me?"

There are only eight words in King Wan Peng's mind: the strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. He never pays attention to morality. If he had to talk about morality, it was these eight words. So even if Feng Wuhen killed him at that time, King Wan Peng would not feel anything wrong, because he had killed people like this before.

King Wan Peng is definitely not a good person, but a real hero. He has his own principles and respects other people's principles. Only when there is a conflict between the two principles will he use force to solve the problem.

Because of this, he did not understand Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "I am no longer a killer, but a swordsman."

King Wan Peng understood: "If you were still the killer of the Sun Mansion, of course you would take the opportunity to kill me?"

"Of course." Feng Wuhen said: "You just now were trapped in a wonderful state and almost completely lost your perception of everything outside. It was absolutely easy to kill you just now. It's a pity that I didn't come to see you as a killer."

Wang Wan Peng smiled and said, "Is there any difference between a killer and a swordsman?"

Feng Wuhen said lightly: "Maybe there is a difference or there is no difference. At least for me, when I am a killer, I can deal with you with everything, but as a swordsman, I can only deal with you with you openly."

"You are a principled person." Wang Wan Peng expressed his appreciation for Feng Wuhen and said lightly: "Because you are a principled person, you missed the only chance to kill me."

The meaning of Wanpeng King is very simple, you will definitely lose this battle.

Feng Wuhen smiled faintly and was unmoved: "Maybe as you said, but I must be worthy of me and my sword. If I really killed you just now, then I am not me anymore, right?"

In the minds of many people, if a person loses his principles and the bottom line, he will be dead. Although there are not many such people in the world, Feng Wuhen is one of them.

King Wanpeng couldn't help but expose his appreciation for Feng Wuhen.

King Wan Peng believed that he was not such a person, but he couldn't help but appreciate such person. This principle is just like many people like to appreciate beautiful things. Feng Wuhen at this time is also a beautiful thing in some ways.

King Wanpeng didn't want to destroy such a beautiful thing, but he had to destroy it. There was no room for transformation in the middle.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the sword out from his waist.

His movements were very fast, as if he raised his hand and the sword appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the murderous aura on King Wan Peng also became very heavy, as if he had planned to kill someone.

But King Wan Peng just took out his sword, but did not draw it.

Feng Wuhen stood ten feet away from King Wan Peng, without any movement, and even blinking his eyes. He seemed to believe that King Wan Peng would never take action just now.

King Wan Peng took Feng Wuhen's performance in his eyes.

At this time, King Wan Peng was in a very contradictory mood. He hoped that Feng Wuhen would lose his composure, but also hoped that Feng Wuhen could be calm. If it was the former, it means that Feng Wuhen was not qualified to be his opponent, and if it was the latter, it means that Feng Wuhen was qualified to play with him.

Judging from the purpose of this trip, the former is naturally good. But from the process, King Wan Peng hopes that his opponent can remain calm and calm.

Because of this, King Wan Peng was in a very contradictory mood.

He hasn't met a real opponent in many years, and he hopes to meet a real opponent in martial arts.

Feng Wuhen now seems to have this qualification.

Feng Wuhen showed a faint smile on his face and said, "Brother Wan's Feipeng's Forty-nine Palm Practice is so powerful that the world is full of power. Why does this battle bring a sword?" His tone was calm and calm, and he could not hear the situation of life and death fighting at all.

King Wan Peng smiled slightly and said, "Brother Feng forgot the prayer he sent?"

Feng Wuhen was slightly surprised, and then smiled and said, "This is the first time in my life that I have sent someone a duel post, and I have never forgotten it. But the content on the duel post is just a statement that I have increased my momentum, but it is not to let Brother Wan bring a sword to fight me."

Wang Wan Peng was not surprised at all about this explanation. He smiled and said, "Although Brother Feng had no intention, I did it." He paused a little and said, "The people of Jianghu only know that their 49-style Feipeng palm techniques are powerful in the world, but they have forgotten the fact that when he founded the Dapeng Gang in the past, they made a sword and made a world. Although my attainment in swords is not as good as that of the palm, it is definitely not bad."

Feng Wuhen had no doubts, there was a smile in his eyes, and he said, "So Brother Wan planned to defeat me with his sword skills?"

King Wan Peng smiled faintly and said, "If you want to truly defeat someone, you must defeat him in what this person is best at. Since Brother Feng is good at using swords, then I will naturally defeat you on the sword, otherwise how can I win?"

Although the voice is calm, the words are filled with an unparalleled domineering spirit.

Anyone who hears this kind of words will feel heavy pressure, but Feng Wuhen still looks calm and smiles: "It is naturally a good thing for Brother Wan to have such ambition, but Brother Wan should also know the principle that one can lose his energy and then lose his energy. Once Brother Wan is difficult to beat the sword, I am afraid that the palm skills will be greatly reduced and his momentum will be even worse. Wouldn't Brother Wan be worried?"

At this time, the duel between the two had begun.

Although there is no real conflict between real swords and guns, there is already a psychological and momentum collision. Once one side is at a disadvantage, the situation of this battle will be very different.

Wang Wan Peng looked at this opponent who had never appreciated before and smiled: "Although Brother Feng said it is not bad, he forgot one thing."

"What's up?"

"A arrogant soldier will be defeated." Wang Wan Peng smiled and said with a smile: "Brother Feng has not seen his sword skills yet, so he is proud to be able to defeat him. Isn't it necessary to be defeated?"

Feng Wuhen smiled and said, "If you can't be confident if you are on the sword, then why should I come to this battle?"

King Wan Peng said lightly: "Why do you come even though you know you will lose?"

Feng Wuhen was unmoved: "At least I have not been defeated yet, and Brother Wan has not won yet, right?"

Words and momentum are in conflict, and they are not inferior.

King Wanpeng and Feng Wuhen no longer spoke. They all knew that the other party's state of mind was Gujing Wubo and would never be defeated by each other's words. At this time, both of them loved this opponent more, but they also understood that if they wanted to compete, they had to show their skills.

The words are finished, and the confrontation begins.
Chapter completed!