Peerless Martial Soul

The Ziyue Dao slashed forward violently, the first one to wipe out the three knives, the Desperate Knife, burst out.

Desperate Knife, a cut of death! Cut out with a single knife, there is no other than me, it is extremely tragic, and the speed is extremely fast!

The red-clothed woman only felt that there was a flash of cold light in front of him, and then Chen Feng was holding a long knife, blasting away, like a round of cold half-moon liftoff, the red-clothed woman's eyes also flashed a slightly surprised color.

The cold half-moon slammed into the red cyclone. The red cyclone shattered suddenly, and the half-moon-shaped knife energy was also shattered in the air.

Both of them stepped back a few steps, Chen Feng fell heavily on the ground, his chest felt distressed, he was already vomiting blood, but he forced a mouthful of blood down.

As for the woman in red, the tiger's mouth was also shattered, and the blood was quietly flowing down her jade-like palm.

Her breath was also a bit rush, Chen Feng's Desperate Knife just now was evenly matched with her offense.

A cold smile appeared on the face of the woman in red: "That trick just now was a bit interesting."

"But, I think you have consumed most of your anger. How many times can you use the trick just now?"

There was a wave of anger rising in Chen Feng's heart, that is, anger and aggrieved, thinking that he would meet such an unreasonable person in the Demon Valley, he would fight when he came up without asking why.

He is not yet his opponent.

"But..." There was a slight smile on the red-clothed woman's mouth, her face instantly turned from ice to spring, she directed at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "But I can see your current strength. Yes, I am qualified to get along with me on an equal footing."

Chen Feng frowned. He was already a little confused by the mood of the woman in red.

After thinking about it, I realized that in the eyes of the woman in red, only the strength is strong enough to avoid being killed and get the right to have an equal dialogue with her.

The woman in red waved her hand, and a tent appeared out of thin air on the clearing.

The area of ​​the tent is very large, about the size of a two-story pavilion, and can accommodate dozens of people.

The tent is also blood red, and the surface of the tent is also embroidered with phoenix bird patterns with golden silk thread. It seems that this woman is extremely fond of the two golden and red colors, which are very hot and gorgeous.

Chen Feng's eyes jumped. The lady in red's mustard bag can hold such a large tent, indicating that the size of her mustard bag exceeds the sum of her mustard bag.

"What the **** is this woman? The net worth is so rich? And at a young age, so powerful, but I have never heard of such a genius around the Aomori Mountains!"

But Chen Feng was not discouraged. Instead, a great passion surged. He looked at the woman and made up his mind secretly: "Wait, sooner or later, I will surpass you and make you look up!"

The woman in red opened the curtain and walked in, then turned her head and shouted rudely: "Why? Dislike my tents that are tattered? Why not come in quickly?"

Chen Feng gave a wry smile, touched his nose and walked in.

Against such a savage, domineering and powerful woman, he really can't do much.

After entering the tent, Chen Feng was surprised again. There were everything in the tent, including beds and couches, and even screens and seats.

And all the furnishings, all of them are rare things, are carved with precious metals or jade, very luxurious. It is not only luxurious but also graceful and luxurious, without a trace of the nouveau riche's ostentatious breath, it is very well-founded.

Chen Feng has already judged that this woman must have come from a large family or a large sect with great heritage.

The woman sat down on the couch, leaned against a brocade, poured herself a glass of red wine, and took a sip.

"Let's say, what is this place? How did you get here?"

After hearing this sentence, Chen Feng's heart jumped, and an absurd idea came to his mind.

"She doesn't even know what place this is? This is obviously the Demon Suppression Valley, and he actually asked like this? Does that mean that he didn't know what this place was before he came here?"

"Then there is only one explanation, or he went to another place, but suddenly came here on the way, or he was doing other things and suddenly entered the Demon Suppression Valley."

This idea is very absurd, but Chen Feng knows that it is by no means impossible.

Judging from the woman's attire, way of acting, and temperament, Chen Feng can conclude that he is of extraordinary origin. Where can such a person want to go, and how can he not prepare in advance?

And she asked herself where this is?

So Chen Feng's heart moved. He wanted to tell the truth, but he swallowed forcibly. A wry smile appeared on his face. He shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know where this is."

"I was cultivating in the sect, and I was cultivating with a senior sister by the lake. That senior sister’s weapon was a bow and arrow. One of her arrows fell into the lake accidentally, and that feather arrow was very precious, so I Dive into the lake and look for her."

"As a result, I didn't expect that, a trance in front of me, suddenly came here."

The woman in red nodded slowly. She didn't doubt Chen Feng's words, instead she showed an expression like this on her face.