The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 242 The Black Wind Twins?

In the wilderness, in a small valley on top of steep cliffs.

A bonfire was burning, with a few pieces of barbecued meat on it, sizzling with fat and emitting a fragrant aroma.

The mountain breeze blew through here, bringing the aroma of barbecue into the night, spreading to far places in twists and turns.

As a result, unexpected guests were attracted.

Along with the charming and enchanting female voice, two figures floated in like the wind, turning several times on the surrounding rock walls, rocks, and trees, and lightly landed not far from the campfire.

Xu Xingchen looked up in surprise while flipping the barbecue.

The visitors were a middle-aged man and woman, both wearing black robes. However, the man's robe was simple in style, while the woman's robe had a touch of low-key luxury.

The man is tall and handsome, giving people a serious and cold feeling.

The woman was tall, beautiful, with skin as white as snow. Her every frown and smile was captivating and charming.

"Looking at the close distance between these two people, they should be a couple." Xu Xingchen's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, and a polite smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect to meet fellow martial artists in this desolate mountain. You two, polite!"

The man and woman looked at the young man who continued to roast meat by the campfire without getting up, and their eyes swept over the long sword beside the man.

After a moment, the woman in black smiled slightly and said in a charming voice: "This young man, you are in a very elegant mood to spend the night here alone!"

The man said expressionlessly: "I wonder if you would be willing to let us join in the fun!"

Listening to the two people's abnormal conversation pattern, Xu Xingchen thought to himself: "In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, these two guys suddenly appeared. Could it be that I encountered some kind of fox demon or ghost?!"

"But this is a world of martial arts, not the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. How can there be ghosts and monsters?!"

".We'll see what they do."

Xu Xingchen was skilled and bold. He extended his hand and said with a smile, "Since you two want to be friends, please come and sit down. It's better to have someone to chat with than to be alone in this long night."

The man and woman in black looked at each other, walked over together, and slowly sat down opposite the campfire.

The man in black sat aside expressionlessly, not saying a word, just staring blankly at Xu Xingchen.

In the light of the bonfire, the black-clad woman's eyes flickered, and she smiled charmingly, "Thank you, little brother. May I know your name and where you are from?"

A normal man would probably feel his heartbeat quicken and his face turn red when seeing such a charming and alluring look in a woman's eyes; but Xu Xingchen had seen many outstanding women who remained unmoved in the face of such temptation.

Moreover, ever since the two of them sat down by the campfire, there seemed to be a bit more eerie and strange atmosphere in the air.

"Ah, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little cold!" Xu Xingchen shrank his neck and shuddered. After looking around at the two of them, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Before asking others' names, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

He was trying hard to separate himself from the identity of the leader of the Ming Cult and to find the uninhibited feeling he had when he was wearing a mask in the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

Some people live with masks on their faces, and after a long time, they can't take them off.

If he wants to change his way of life, he must take off his original mask.

The man in black said coldly: "Tell us our names or you will be scared to death."

The woman in black used her white and tender little hand to hit the man's shoulder: "Hey, don't say that, don't really scare this guy!"

Then she turned around, looked at Xu Xingchen and said, "My last name is Mei Ruohua. This is my husband, his last name is Chen, Chen Xuan. People in the martial arts world call us the Black Wind Twins."

When she said the last four words, the black-clad woman spoke slowly and the charm in her eyes disappeared completely, leaving only coldness and a strange desire.

At the same time, a streak of black, like the night sky after sunset, spread out from deep in her neck and quickly covered her face.

The originally snow-white and tender face turned as black as ink, comparable to the black pearls of Africa, and the pair of eyes flashing with pale and cold light became the only bright spot on her face.

The man in black at the side also had a burnt yellow color spreading from the collar under his neck. In the blink of an eye, his entire face turned into hard copper, and his eyes lit up with a heart-pounding dark red gleam.

I watched as the middle-aged man and woman, who had originally looked normal, transformed into a terrifying and creepy look in a moment.

If the person sitting opposite them was an ordinary warrior, he would probably not be able to help but shout "There's a ghost", then jump up and turn around and run away.

Even a figure as steady as a rock like Xu Xingchen was startled.

Fortunately, I had just experienced the shocking baptism of Zhang Sanfeng's "Xuanwu Transformation" not long ago, so my heart has become much stronger now.

The black robes of the two men began to flutter, their long hair fluttering in the air, one black face and one yellow face were eerie and strange, and a strong cold aura began to spread in all directions.
Xu Xingchen shouted quickly: "Stop! Stop! Why are you so scary? If you have anything to say, wait until I finish eating the barbecue before talking."

Perhaps it was because his calmness was beyond the expectations of the Black Wind Twins, the gloomy aura of the man and woman suddenly stagnated, and even their bright eyes conveyed a hint of surprise.

The two looked at each other, and saw solemnity and caution in each other's eyes.

The young man across from the campfire was so calm that he seemed to not take the two of them seriously at all.

In this world, only fools, idiots, and lunatics, who lack three souls and seven spirits, will not be afraid of their transformation and momentum. If a normal person were to face such a change, he could still remain calm and composed, which only proved that this young man possessed powerful martial arts that were not afraid of them.

There is no other possibility.

For a moment, the two people who were originally preparing to take action stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"Humph! Bluffing, momentum."

The yellow-faced man in black had a cold look in his eyes, and was about to continue his attack, but was grabbed by the sleeve by the woman in black next to him. He turned around and saw the look in the woman's eyes that told him to be patient, and he finally calmed down temporarily.

The pale gleam in the black-clothed woman's eyes quietly disappeared, and the black iron color on her face also receded like the receding tide, returning to her original snow-white and delicate color.

Her eyes began to move again, and she asked with a smile: "Brother, you are not afraid of us. Have you not heard of our name, the Black Wind Twin Devils? Or do you think you are powerful in martial arts and are not afraid of us attacking you?"

Xu Xingchen continued to flip the barbecue. When he heard the other party's question, he looked up and glanced at her, and said seriously: "Because I am sure that you two, the Black Wind Twins, are fake."

"Oh?"

"Ok?"

The man and woman in black expressed doubt at the same time.

The woman in black was surprised and said, "The Black Wind Twins are evil people that countless people in the martial arts world are terrified of. Why do you think someone would pretend to be us?"

Xu Xingchen took a piece of barbecue from the campfire, took a big bite, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, without salt, cumin and chili, this barbecue is really not delicious"

Then he looked up at the two of them and asked, "Would you two like to eat something?"

The two people who were waiting for the answer had a cold light in their eyes at the same time. The smile on the face of the woman in black was a little difficult to continue, and became cold: "Brother, please solve the doubts for us two."

Xu Xingchen took another bite of the barbecue and answered while chewing: "As far as I know, although the Black Wind Twins are a man and a woman, their names are not Mei Ruohua and Chen Xuan."

Having said this, he paused again and swallowed the food in his mouth with his neck stiffened.

Seeing the young man on the other side of the campfire preparing to take his third bite of meat, the woman in black could no longer pretend and asked in a cold voice, "If they are not called Mei Ruohua and Chen Xuan, what should they be called?"

Xu Xingchen had no intention of indulging them. These two guys had looked like they wanted to kill him before, but now they were acting like this only out of caution.

If they find out that Xu Xingchen is just a facade, they will surely rise up again and attack.

Therefore, Xu Xingchen was ready to test the tempers of these two people. He did not answer the words of the woman in black at all and continued to bite off the third piece of meat.

Seeing this scene, the two people opposite burst out with a cold aura again. The face of the man in black became even more scorched yellow, and his eyes were dark red.

The black color on the neck and jaw of the woman in black rose and fell like waves, representing the fluctuating murderous intent in her heart.

Until Xu Xingchen finished the third bite of meat and was about to take the fourth bite.
"enough!"

The man in black could no longer bear it. He shouted angrily, suddenly raised his arm and struck out with a palm.

boom!
The air made a muffled sound, and the blazing bonfire was instantly lowered by half. A black palm print flashed through it and landed on Xu Xingchen's body.

Xu Xingchen continued to eat the meat, but two streams of light, one black and one white, flashed out of his body like lightning, forming a circle.

The black palm print touched the magnetic ring and was immediately bounced back, passing through the campfire again and hitting the man in black with a bang.

"Varied"

The man in black only had time to utter a half-scream before his body was thrown out and fell to the ground about ten feet away.

"Thief!"

The woman in black, who was about to pounce, suddenly saw the man next to her being knocked away. She screamed immediately, stopped her attack, and flashed to the side of the man in black.

"Are you all right, thief?"

The woman in black helped the man in black up and looked at and asked questions with a nervous look on her face.

The burnt yellow on the black-clothed man's face flashed a few times, and he tried to calm the aura in his body, and then he said: "I'm fine!"

The two looked at the young man across the campfire again.

The young man was still concentrating on eating the barbecue on the tree branch, and the black and white circle surrounding him had disappeared.

If it weren't for the fact that the black-clothed man's aura was still fluctuating a little, I would have thought that what had just happened was an illusion.

"who are you?"

The woman in black asked with eyes full of vigilance.

(End of this chapter)