Just when the flying needle was about to pierce Ni Hui, an invisible energy suddenly solidified!

It was as if a wall of ice suddenly formed in front of Ni Hui. Countless flying needles pricked into it, leaving faint cracks in the air.

Facing this bizarre scene, everyone present was stunned.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!"

"What an amazing internal martial art!"

"It is true that a hero comes from a young age. At such a young age, this person is able to release his inner strength and form a powerful force of inner strength!"

Everyone was still horrified, Fu Hongxue jumped out of the living room without saying a word, and Chen Xuan didn't give in at all.

The two of them walked into the square in front of the palace one after the other. It was a good fight.

Fu Hongxue, who was one step ahead, stood still in the field, turning his back to Chen Xuan indifferently.

Chen Xuan chased after him and stopped ten steps behind him.

As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes, Chen Xuan intends to teach Fu Hongxue's sword skills.

Fu Hongxue also wanted to see Chen Xuan's abilities.

Maybe it's because I haven't encountered such a strong enemy in a long time.

Fu Hongxue's hand holding the knife had bulging veins.

Fu Hongxue's hand held the knife very tightly.

His whole body was trembling. For a strong person, the explosion lasted only an instant, let alone the world-famous sharp knife.

Chen Xuan also unconsciously took half a step back with his right foot, making a slight lunge, and secretly pressed down with his hands, raising the internal energy in the sea of ​​qi in his Dantian.

The powerful inner energy occasionally overflowed, cracking the bluestone bricks he stepped on inch by inch!

This time, Chen Xuan did not plan to make a move, but only planned to receive it. He wanted to deal with Gong Ziyu, so naturally he also wanted to test how fast Fu Hongxue's sword was.

As the powerful inner energy continued to surge, Chen Xuan's robes stirred and made a fierce sound, and the released Gang Qi turned into Hunyuan three feet away from him, like an invulnerable ball of light.

As he continues to mobilize his internal energy, this ball of light will only become more solid, and his defense will become more powerful.

Fu Hongxue naturally knew this, but he also had absolute confidence in his blood knife.

Gradually, as the internal energy condensed in Chen Xuan became more and more powerful, even in the end, the bluestone slab under his feet began to crack and spread!

If this continues, I'm afraid the entire square will be destroyed by this surging energy.

No one in Peacock Villa has ever seen such a shocking formation, and Qiu Shuiqing, the owner of the village, was equally astonished.

But while he was watching the duel between the two men attentively, his wife Zhuo Yuzhen suddenly whispered a few words in his ear.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Shuiqing's expression suddenly changed. He glanced at Fu Hongxue, who was concentrating on gathering strength. After all, he didn't want to disturb her, and left with Zhuo Yuzhen.

The two walked into the inner hall together, opened the secret door, and walked into the legendary secret passage of the villa.

Qiu Shuiqing asked anxiously while walking forward.

"Yuzhen, where did you learn that a thief had sneaked into the secret passage?"

"..."

"Yu Zhen?"

Qiu Shuiqing vaguely realized something was wrong, and subconsciously turned around to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she found Zhuo Yuzhen being held by Cuinong with a dagger at her neck.

"you?!"

"Master Qiu, please."

"You...don't hurt Yuzhen."

Qiu Shuiqing hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't bear to let his wife die tragically.

Although Peacock Ling was the foundation of Peacock Villa, Zhuo Yuzhen had just given birth to a pair of children for him, so how could he let his wife die like this?

Furthermore, Cuinong is just a prostitute who is not good at martial arts. She alone cannot steal the peacock feathers.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shuiqing could only lead Cuinong through the twists and turns of the secret passage, accompanied by the flickering light and shadow of the dim oil lamps on the wall.

The group of three finally arrived at the end of the secret passage.

I saw that an entire wall had been replaced with an iron gate, each with more than ten keyholes.

At this moment, there were several gray-haired old men sitting in front of the gate.

Cuinong took a look and couldn't help but said.

"The rumors are indeed true. I didn't expect that Master Qiu's Peacock Villa actually has such an impregnable secret passage. Please come."

"..." Qiu Shuiqing said nothing, just waved indifferently.

Unexpectedly, the old men looked at each other but did not unlock the door.

They were originally ordered by Peacock Villa to guard the secret room here all their lives. Although they obeyed Qiu Shuiqing, they naturally wanted to protect Peacock Ling.

During this silence, one of the old men suddenly jumped out and attacked Cuinong first!

Her thick green eyebrows condensed, but a cold light suddenly seemed to flash through the darkness!

The old man who took action grunted, suddenly covered his neck and staggered back. Blood spurted out from the gaps between his fingers, as someone suddenly wiped his neck.

"Who?!" Qiu Shuiqing exclaimed.

In the darkness, I saw a man in white wearing a bronze ghost mask walking out indifferently.

Qiu Shuiqing glanced at it and her eyes fell on the long sword in the hand of the man in white.

Bright red scabbard, bright red sword.

"Rose Sword?! Are you Yan Nanfei?!"

In the last celebrity list, a young hero made it to the top.

At the age of eighteen, he picked off dozens of martial arts masters with swords and gained a reputation. He can be said to be one of the best among the rookies in the world.

It's a pity that he disappeared inexplicably afterwards, leaving only the legend of Mr. Rose.

Qiu Shuiqing was also very curious about this rose sword that could distinguish good from evil, but he never expected to meet it on such a occasion.

Perhaps realizing that there was no need to hide his identity, the man in white took off his mask. The face under the mask was not scary.

On the contrary, it was a handsome and young face.

Qiu Shuiqing was stunned for a moment, but before he could say another word, Yan Nanfei had already jumped in front of him.

Several masters guarding the gate saw that the owner of the village was under attack and hurriedly came to the rescue.

For a moment, all I saw was the shadow of the sword flashing, and the sword aura was fragrant.

Yan Nanfei is worthy of becoming famous at a young age. His swordsmanship today is even better than before. The cold light is so sharp when he makes a move that even the master guarding him cannot escape from a life-threatening sword strike.

After a few dozen attacks, Yan Nanfei killed all the people guarding the gate, and then quietly searched for the keys from their bodies.

Cui Nong saw this and urged her.

"Master Qiu, please."

Qiu Shuiqing had no choice but to take out the final key to unlock the gate from her sleeve.

After all the keys were gathered, the huge iron gate slowly opened, accompanied by the sound of "click-click-click" mechanism locks.

A circle of lamps in the darkroom gradually lit up, making the entire darkroom become magnificent, even brighter than the secret passage outside.

The secret of Peacock Villa was right in front of them. Cui Nong and Yan Nanfei looked at each other and walked into the darkroom without thinking.

The darkroom was empty, and the most conspicuous place was a stone platform in the middle of the room.

Cui Nong originally thought that on top of the stone platform was the peerless hidden weapon Peacock Feather that had been guarded by Peacock Villa for generations.

But when I took a closer look, I discovered that there was actually a piece of dry yellow skin in the brocade box on the stone platform.

"What's this?"

Qiu Shuiqing said indifferently, "The face of my Qiu family ancestor, Qiu Yifeng."

"What?!" Cuinong was speechless for a moment.

Yan Nanfei's expression was as indifferent as before, and he said calmly.

"I didn't expect that the rumors were true. It turns out that there is no such thing as peacock feathers in this world. Maybe it once existed, but it's gone now."

"I don't think so."

Cuinong looked at Qiushui Qingdao coldly.

"Peacock Villa has gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs. Without peacock feathers, how can the owner of Qiu Villa maintain such a huge manor?"

Qiu Shuiqing had obviously expected Cuinong's question. He walked to the stone platform unhurriedly and said.

"Generally, there are two types of people I lead into the secret room. One is those who believe that the peacock feather has been lost, and the other is always unwilling to believe it."

"..."
To be continued...