The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1730

Chapter 1730: 846 Three Big Bosses Take Action! _3

Chu Feipeng choked.

This rascal remark was something Little Jingkong learned from Xu Zhuzhu, then Chang Jing learned it as well.

Chu Feipeng said coldly, "Kid, it seems you prefer a beating over a toast. Very well, I’ll kill you first, then go kill the rest of them! Next, I’m going to get serious, you’d better watch out!"

The name of Chu Feipeng was not renowned for nothing; in those days, he was as famous as Gongsun Yu and Xuanyuan Sheng. He once challenged Xuanyuan Li alone and managed to withstand over a hundred moves.

Even Xuanyuan Li couldn’t help but praise his swordsmanship.

Chang Jing’s swordsmanship focused on speed, while his was known for its dominance.

The first strike, Chang Jing’s arm went numb.

The second strike, Chang Jing’s veins were shattered.

The third strike, Chang Jing’s weapon was completely severed!

Chang Jing looked at Chu Feipeng, then at the bare hilt in his hand, frowned, and retreated back onto the chariot: "I can’t beat him."

The arrow volley had been suppressed by Tang Yueshan, and the chariot was temporarily safe.

"Stay here." Xuanping said to Chang Jing, then he carried a long knife and jumped off the chariot.

He held the long handle of his knife and walked toward Chu Feipeng step by step.

The casual demeanor he had was rapidly fading, replaced by a domineering murderous aura that sent chills down one’s spine.

If the little commander from the Black Wind Camp was like a young war god, then the man before them was the King of the Underworld emerging from the Ninefold Purgatory.

His entire aura changed, his footsteps fell silently on the gravel, yet it felt like he was stepping on everyone’s heart.

All hearts sank a little.

As he stepped closer and closer, the tip of his blade scratched the ground with an ear-piercing sound.

The dark clouds on the Horizon pressed down layer upon layer, the sky turned gloomy, the west wind roared, kicking up sand and stones, making it almost impossible to open one’s eyes.

At a distance of one zhang from Chu Feipeng, Xuanping stopped his steps, and his long knife thrust into the ground with a swish, raising three feet of flying stones!

The hearts of the surrounding Liang soldiers all trembled in unison.

Even Tang Yueshan’s expression changed.

The surname Xiao... Is he planning to get serious?

Since Xuanping suffered a back injury, no one had seen him take action again. Some said his martial arts were wasted long ago, others said he couldn’t return to his former prowess.

Many experts came and went around him, Chang Jing being the one who stayed the longest.

However, only Tang Yueshan knew that Xuanping could never easily become a cripple.

Because Xuanping was the number one expert in the underground Martial Arts Arena!

The world only knew of the Six Nations Beauty List, but didn’t know this guy once "purged" the entire underground Martial Arts Arena of Dayan!

Xuanping moved his wrist slightly, carelessly saying, "One last move left."

Chu Feipeng said coldly, "Who needs you to let me move! You couldn’t hit me yourself, and now you’re making excuses for yourself! Fine! Die!"

This move, Chu Feipeng aimed at Xuanping’s right arm.

He hit him!

Just as Chu Feipeng was about to celebrate his victory, Xuanping’s figure suddenly dodged aside, and that sword... naturally missed again.

Chu Feipeng could hardly believe it.

Xuanping gripped the long knife in his hand: "You’ve used up your three moves, now, it’s my turn."

Chu Feipeng sneered, "Stop pretending, it’s impossible for you to kill me!"

"Is that so?"

Xuanping drew his blade and dashed toward Chu Feipeng to kill, Chu Feipeng blocked it with a single sword strike: "Is this your skill? It’s too unimpressive——"

Chu Feipeng froze.

Xuanping’s long knife was a pair of twin blades.

The moment Chu Feipeng swung his sword to block, Xuanping swiftly drew another long knife and stabbed it into Chu Feipeng’s chest!