Luo Changfeng looked at Yan Nanfei with anger.

He waited
He waited for Yannan to fly.
He also waited for himself to give a reason.
As always, he has absolute assurance that the rose sword in Yan Nanfei’s hand even cut out 17 knives at the moment when it came out.
He has absolute assurance that the White House God will not stop him in the future before he goes out.
Even if the White House God will cultivate the peak of the spirit, he can’t do it.
He doesn’t know what are the consequences of cutting Yannan fly with 19 knives.
He also needs to consider these consequences.
In full view
Because Yan Nanfei killed himself.
And the field is not as good as people!
No one can say anything!
There was a moment of silence in the ancient Taoist forest.
The wind is calm for a moment, the snow is frozen for a moment, all eyes stop for a moment, and all breathing stops for a moment.
A moment is short, but many things can happen. For those who are good at flint, there are really many things to do.
For example, sword-meaning collision
In an instant, the rose sword in Yan Nanfei’s hand released an elusive sword meaning.
Those swords are very subtle, and no one can notice them except for pieces of snowflakes that have been chopped up.
Even Cher, who is closest to Yan Nanfei, can’t find it.
But Luo Changfeng is white.
Because of those swords, the target is him
No matter how well hidden, the sword will eventually hit the target. When the sword will hit the target, it will show its edge. At that time, the sword will no longer be hidden!
Yan Nanfei is five steps away from Luochangfeng.
The sight of both of them was filled with snow curtain.
It snows hard.
Dyed their hair white.
At this time, there was a sudden sword penetrating into the snow.
The sword originated from the rose sword, like a wind, like a thread, like a sunlight penetrating one snowflake and the second snowflake … finally, the dense snowflakes of the two of them were strung together.
A sword pierced dozens and hundreds of snowflakes, strung them together and finally showing a sharp tip pointing at Luo Changfeng’s eyes.
Luo Changfeng’s eyes are bright and clear
Los Changfeng didn’t blink an eye.
It’s not that the rose sword is not sharp enough, but that the sword root didn’t pierce Luo Changfeng’s eyes.