C11 Immortal Treading Stairs

Chen Feng nodded his head in satisfaction when he saw that the fellow was so scared of him that he almost shut himself up.

Su Wanwan, on the other hand, blushed and smiled gently.

On the contrary, she was not frightened by the gunshot.

Chen Feng smacked his lips. That guy deserved a beating! He still dared to hit her. His woman's idea was half perverted. Her courage was all on this.

"Hey, it's fine. He won't be scared away by you, right?"

Su Wanwan covered her mouth with her small hands and smiled as she walked to Chen Feng's side.

"He can't run. At most, he will die on the spot."

Chen Feng said angrily as he gritted his teeth. He really wanted that guy to fall into the manure pit and drown.

Su Wanwan saw Chen Feng like this and laughed wildly.

"Hey, that's how people are. At first, I thought that he was a dissolute and arrogant swordsman, but in a single strike, his soul was shattered and he lost his spirit. His life was in danger, and his courage was lost, not to mention his pride."

"However, it is understandable. You are as timid as a mouse. However, to survive in this world, you have to keep your life. It can be the mouth in your bones, but it can also be the mouth that keeps you going step by step."

"Forget it."

After saying that, Chen Feng put away the revolver in his hand. He did not plan to waste any more energy and waste more time on that guy who was looking at him to the end.

It was better to hurry.

"He's a swordsman. He's so down and out like a storyteller who doesn't know the ways of the world."

Su Wanwan said softly with a smile in her eyes. Seeing that Chen Feng was about to leave, she packed up her cloth bag.

"Who cares. I don't know."

After packing up, she looked at the sky and saw that the sun had weakened a little.

"Let's go, Wan Wan."

Chen Feng looked at the other end of the Heavenly Road. It seemed like it was going to be a long and endless journey. He still had to climb the stairs to that kind of cliff.

After choosing the direction, Chen Feng and Su Wanwan dressed lightly and walked towards that direction.

"Hey hey hey, fellow Daoist, could it be that we are heading south to the Snow Fall City?"

At this moment, just as Chen Feng was about to continue on his journey, the poor swordsman came over with a sly look, a silly smile, and a fawning look.

"Oh, what is it? Do you know the way?"

Chen Feng looked at that guy. He had already put the sheathless Black Stone Changjian behind his back with a straw rope. He held his hands together and urged him to move again.

He could not help but become interested.

"Hey, big brother doesn't know about this. I, little brother, don't say that I know the way, but at least from this Sky Scar Mountain to the Snow Fall City, passing through these layers of mountain ranges and crossing the Sky Reaching Cliff Road, I still have to go through so many trials and tribulations."

The sword artist who was in dire straits had a small mustache that seemed to be boasting, and his words were like a flowing river.

"Speak in human language."

Chen Feng impatiently dug his ears.

"Sigh, little brother, I know the way! I can also introduce you to the beautiful scenery along the way. It's a good and cheap inn."

The impoverished swordsman bowed and bowed. He was not as full of immortal energy as before, but now he was comparable to a waiter...

"Alright."

Chen Feng rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. Perhaps he understood this guy in front of him. What kind of profound mystery was he, or...

"Then lead the way. Stay away from my woman. You can get closer to men. When you get there, you will get many benefits."

Chen Feng smiled and looked at Su Wanwan. She did not have any objections. She nodded her little head, meaning to listen to him.

So, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He was very bold and bold. He waved his hand with great force.

Thus, under the noon sun, two intimate figures, one swordsman carrying a sword on his back, and the three of them walked all the way to the south.

"Hey, I say, swordsman, his surname and name are there?"

Chen Feng looked at the guy in front of him, who seemed to be a well-behaved person, and asked with a smile.

"I don't know him. Because he has the black stone Changjian on his back, the Jianghu also gives him a family name, Stone Sword Wanderer."

The swordsman was leading the way. When he heard Chen Feng's question, he also turned around and smiled. He looked like a kind and pure middle-aged man. When he was looking forward to the Misty Rain of the Pugilistic World, he also looked like a young man.

It was as if there was an endless story of the Jianghu that was interesting.

"Okay, I'll call you simple and ask you to read the sword. How about it?"

Without waiting for the swordsman to say anything, Chen Feng continued, "Look at you. You look like a poor storyteller. You even carry a sword on your back. You seem to know how to make a living by reading the sword. You might as well read the sword."

"Okay, okay. You can call me whatever you want."

The poor swordsman collapsed at this moment. He seemed to be very casual and indifferent. His face was expressionless as he listened to the arrangement.

Chen Feng smiled. He felt that at this moment, he was a guy who had never studied. He even hated books a little more. However, he did not have the demeanor of a young master. What a pity.

On the way, they chatted for a while. He felt that the impoverished swordsman's words also contained a bit of impatience from a young man.

That kind of urgency.

Really.

Every time at this time, Chen Feng would always squint his eyes and smile. He was not a good schemer, but he had been a street thug for so many years. Some of his plans were just lousy schemes.

After walking forward for about half a mile, there was a huge bronze ancient bell. It was misty and misty. In front of it was a huge stone staircase with iron chains as thick as an arm on both sides.

"This is called the Immortal Kowtow Stairs. Legend has it that this is the place where Immortals ascend. There are a total of nine hundred and eighty-two floors. Each floor is filled with the mysteries of Immortal Destiny and auspicious beasts and auspicious clouds."

"However, to us mortals, this is just a boring and tiring journey. After crossing this Immortal Kowtow Stairs, it will be the Wild Wind Canyon, where danger and luck coexist."

The impoverished swordsman placed his hand behind his head, his face full of laziness. He was the first to step onto the so-called Immortal Kowtow Stairs and run forward.

"Come, let's go."

Chen Feng looked at the 982 stone steps that extended into the clouds and smiled. Then, amidst Su Wanwan's shocked cries, the princess hugged her and carried her.

Like the wind and fire running...

Su Wanwan smiled and the beautiful woman smiled.

The swordsman who stood at the top of the mountain looked at Chen Feng and Su Wanwan. They looked like a brother and sister couple.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but turn sour, "Cheh!"

...

Very quickly, Pan Ya Road looked at the misty clouds and the ethereal immortal Qi. In reality, it was incomparably cold and damp. The sun was so high up in the sky, and it was like the temperature of snow and snow that filled the sky over here.

It was a bit strange. Could it be that there really was an immortal's remains? Using bones as swords.

"Hey, I was talking about reading a sword. Damn you, you said that the sword qi is like the wind, but it reaches a hundred miles. Is that true?"

This was the first time Chen Feng felt that this desolate and oddly shaped journey in Alien Realm was really tiring. He missed the oil road on Earth. It was a wide and straight road.

He could not help but gasp for breath as he leaned against the huge rock and rested.

Su Wanwan who was at the side also had a hard time. Her small face was flushed red, and her cheeks were covered with sparkling sweat. Her fine black hair was wet...

"This, is half a lie, half a truth."

When the sword artist who was in dire straits heard Chen Feng's question, he did not hesitate. Black Stone Changjian, who was tied to the grass rope behind him, suddenly pulled it out and held it in his hand. He swung his sword and slashed out a stunning arc!

The sword Qi was like a gentle ripple. In the blink of an eye, the huge rock was sliced in half along the Immortal Kowtow Stairs, from top to bottom!

"This..."

On the side, Su Wanwan's beautiful eyes flickered with unprecedented shock.

"Hehe."

Chen Feng's lips curled into a cold smile, and his eyes flashed with a cold light. At this moment, the two revolver appeared in his hands, and he held one in each hand!

He placed his index finger on the trigger.

The swordsman had his back to Chen Feng, and his face was filled with a strange evil and twisted expression!

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