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Xiao Feng could see a lot of things that others did not see clearly from their bodies. At this time, Xiao Feng practiced his ability in the martial arts world, for example, the person in front of him had lowered his head in the end, so Xiao Feng could deduce that this number one's move was definitely forward, the right arm was clearly thicker than the left arm, so Xiao Feng was sure that his right arm must be stronger than his left arm. When he moved forward, his body must have tilted to the left side, his right foot must have stepped a little bit deeper than his right foot, so Xiao Feng did not know that Xiao Feng was using his right foot to cultivate.

The pitch-black blade was still in his right hand and Number 1 was still in danger. This was how Xiao Feng felt. Xiao Feng's feelings would never deceive him.

Xiao Feng did not dare to speak. Even if it was only one word, because if he did, Number One's ace attack would have already killed him.

That person smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. Number 1 will not act without my permission."

Xiao Feng looked around and said, "There are a lot of people around."

That person said, "You can't imagine how many there are, so you can't leave alone, even if you have the strength to kill the melting period in one strike."

Xiao Feng knew that he had probably encountered a dilemma that he had never encountered before.

That person continued, "Number One's cultivation is also in the melting state. You can kill the shadow, but you can't kill him because you can kill the shadow with one move. He can do it with one move, but he's faster than you, even more dead than you." Xiao Feng's pupils contracted.

Xiao Feng's shoulder became more and more sore. He had always been highly focused, and even the slightest pressure from the outside world was a fatal danger to Xiao Feng. However, he still carried Rose, that pale woman, on his shoulder. Xiao Feng never thought of letting him go.

"I think you should make a choice now because my time is very precious. Hand it over yourself, I won't kill you, I won't hand it over to you, I'll kill you and then take it out from your body."

Xiao Feng was silent. Right now, he felt that even if he said anything, it would be unnecessary. It was impossible for him to hand it over unless he was dead.

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Although there were countless people in the darkness, they did not make a single sound. They were an extremely frightening group of people.

The man seemed to have lost his patience and waved his hand. "Kill!"

The moment the word "kill" came out, it chilled his heart to the bone!

Number 1 finally raised his head. Xiao Feng saw that he was actually blind. His eyes had already been dug out by someone and there were two empty pits. What else could be more cold-blooded than this pair of eyes.

The surrounding air seemed to congeal as spiritual energy surged out from Number 1's body, giving him no sense of direction.

However, an enormous amount of Spiritual Energy swept through the world in an instant. A murderous aura.

Xiao Feng even felt the wails of countless ghosts that had died under Number 1's hands.

Number one used a sword. A short sword, it was half the length of the dagger. The sword was revealed from his sleeve.

Xiao Feng did not dare to move, and even his breathing became still.

Xiao Feng knew that once he moved, that blind man's sword would definitely strike his chest. Blind people couldn't see anything, but they could hear that they were the most afraid of danger because they couldn't see anything. When they received an order, they would move forward without hesitation.

Xiao Feng could no longer see through it. He had to wait for Number 1 to make the first move, but Number 1 was a blind person. If Xiao Feng did not move, how could a blind person move?

There was actually a trace of helplessness in Xiao Feng's eyes. Suddenly, Xiao Feng closed his eyes as well.

At this moment, Xiao Feng had to return to the state within the Yang Ring. He was surrounded by darkness, surrounded by danger, but his right hand still had a blade. He did not have to hold his breath and tried to relax, only by relaxing would he be able to make the most accurate judgement.

The previously silent forest was now able to clearly hear the sound of even and vigorous breathing. The breathing was neither fast nor slow, it was as if Xiao Feng was walking.

Number 1 already knew where Xiao Feng was. For such a person, not to mention the sound of breathing, even the slightest changes that were a hundred times more subtle than breathing could not escape his ears.

Therefore, Number One made his move. Number One received the order. The moment she knew the position of the other party, she would act without the slightest hesitation or mercy. In his opinion, Xiao Feng's cultivation was too low. He really did not understand why his master would send him to kill such a person. Several masters of the late stage of the Ablation Realm had already died under Number 1's assassination. Killing people was an art form. So # 1 doesn't seem to have defiled it.

But a person should never underestimate another person. The owner naturally had his reasons for doing so, and you don't know if that's true or not. Actually, you should understand this principle, but you should forget it now, when you're proud.

Number 1's attack was as fast as lightning.

The tip of the sword gleamed with a cold light as it pierced the center of Xiao Feng's brows. At the location of his soul, Number 1 was already smiling. He was indeed satisfied with this strike. Its speed and power were extremely accurate. The tip of the sword pierced into the center of Xiao Feng's brows, almost piercing into his soul.

Number 1's smile was stiff. He suddenly felt as if he could not muster any strength. He felt as if there was something hot gushing out somewhere.

Unknowingly, Xiao Feng's saber had already reached Number 1's throat. Number One's sword was an inch away from killing Xiao Feng, but Xiao Feng's sword had already pierced through Number One's throat.

Wisps of black surrounded the black blade. This was a blade that had been cursed by the heavens, a blade that could drink blood. Number 1's arm softened as the short sword also fell. A red line appeared between Xiao Feng's eyebrows as blood continuously dripped down the bridge of his nose. However, Xiao Feng's arm tightened once again. Xiao Feng did not retract his saber. The blade was in Number 1's throat. Xiao Feng's blade continued to move upwards along his throat, causing blood to spurt out. Half of his head flew into the air, his soul shattered. Number 1 lay limply on the ground. His eyes were empty, as if he didn't believe that he would die at the hands of a mere Enlightenment Stage cultivator.

Xiao Feng sheathed his saber around his waist as if he had never pulled it out before.

That person seemed a little surprised, but his surprised expression did not last for more than a second. He casually replied, "If you did not kill him personally, that person would have died already. In this lifetime, I will not believe that a brat in the early stage can kill my number one. "