Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, Xiao Qiao played a beauty trick on me!

Chapter 227 Silence
When Xue Wuya heard this, he felt that he had been insulted like never before!

As a nobleman, he can't tolerate Canhua's every move.

I can't tolerate every move of the people who run errands in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, Xue Wuya made a move!
Xue Wuya's knife is very expensive and gorgeous.

Xue Wuya's sword skills are also gorgeous.

It has the taste of court swordsmanship.

The light of the knife flashed, and then flashed again.

Everyone can see that two sword lights just appeared.

The first knife light was very slow and long.

The second knife light was very fast and very short.

The knife is sheathed.

Canhua's knife has been sheathed.

Xue Wuya's knife was still stuck in the air.

not moving at all.

Xue Wuya was also motionless.

There is only one kind of person in this world who can't move.

--dead!
When Xue Wuya fell down, all the princes and kings saw clearly.

The wound on Xue Wuya's body was very long and deep!
From crotch to forehead!
Precision!

Straight!

The wound on the crotch is the deepest, and the wound on the top of the forehead is the shallowest.

This shows that Canhua's knife is picked straight from the bottom up!
Everyone has their own unique habits.

Different habits lead to different knife techniques.

What kind of character can Canhua's knife skills reflect?
Why did he have to operate from the crotch?

Xue Wuya is dead.

Xue Cong and the other princes and kings exchanged glances with each other, then drew their swords together and slashed at Canhua together!

Seventeen knives slashed at Canhua from seventeen different angles.

The inn has been shrouded in sword light.

Canhua closed her eyes.

He is not waiting to die, he is waiting for a knife!

A real master often relies on feeling to make a knife.

When you feel it, the knife will naturally arrive.

The light of the knife flashes, and then flashes again!
The knife light appeared very quickly and disappeared very quickly.

The shopkeeper hiding behind the counter only felt the light of the knife in the shop flickering all the time.

Between the lights of the knife, there seemed to be the light of the night pearl.

Because there is a night pearl inlaid on Canhua's scimitar!

The knife is sheathed.

The seventeen sabers just now had stopped moving.

Because the person holding the scimitar didn't move.

There is only one kind of person in this world who can't move.

--dead!
Chan Hwa whistled.

The shopkeeper knew that he could come out.

Anyone who is familiar with Canhua knows that Canhua's whistle represents the end.

The shopkeeper stood up and saw the corpses in the room.

One after another, pile after pile.

The shopkeeper looked at the tables and chairs in the shop again, all intact.

There is no shopkeeper who does not cherish his tables and chairs.

Soon, a bunch of cleaning staff came to the store.

This group of cleaning staff is the same group as the previous cleaning staff.

They're here to clear the battlefield.

Although Canhua has killed countless people, most of the time in the downtown area, few people hate him.

Because Canhua fights, does not destroy public property, and also does post-war cleanup work.

When the cleaning staff arrived, Canhua had already left.

He is going to find Cao Cao.

Cao Cao did not go far.

It seems that they are deliberately waiting for Canhua.

Cao Cao stopped because he sensed someone behind him.

Because he felt Canhua's presence.

"You are here." Cao Cao said lightly.

"I am coming."

"I knew you would come."

"You expected that I would win?" Canhua frowned slightly.

"From the first time I saw you, I knew you were better than them."

The ones Cao Cao was talking about were, of course, the eighteen princes and kings headed by Xue Wuya.

Canhua smiled and nodded: "You seem to know everything."

"I also know why you are looking for me."

Canhua was stunned for a moment: "Then tell me, why am I looking for you?"

"You want to see whether my sword is faster or your knife is faster."

Canhua was silent for a long time before she said a word: "Yes."

At the end of the words is silence.

At the end of silence is a sword!
Cao Cao turned around silently, looked at Canhua, and said nothing.

This is the first time Cao Cao has looked at Canhua seriously.

Although Chanhwa sounds like a woman's name, Chanhwa is a man.

Although he is an incomplete man, he is still a man.

Cao Cao didn't look at people by clothes or appearance, but only by their eyes.

If the biggest difference between anyone, it must be the eyes.

Cao Cao looked into Canhua's eyes, and Canhua also looked into Cao Cao's eyes.

The victory just now made Canhua very confident.

Confidence is the cornerstone of success.

Canhua held the scabbard in her left hand and the handle in her right hand, her body bent slightly.

This is the posture before the battle!
Cao Cao stood there, with his left hand resting on the scabbard, and his right hand drooping naturally.

The distance between the right hand and the scabbard is also the distance between life and death.

Canhua looked at Cao Cao, looked at Cao Cao's pupils.

Pupils shrink slightly.

Cao Cao's pupils are deep and mysterious.

It's like the ocean and the ocean, and it's like the sun, the moon and the stars.

No one knew what Cao Cao was thinking.

Canhua didn't know what Cao Cao was thinking.

It is precisely because Canhua does not know what Cao Cao is thinking, so Canhua feels pressure.

Looking at Cao Cao's mysterious pupils, Canhua's self-confidence just now was swept away.

When you don't know someone well, you tend to feel intimidated.

When you don't know someone, but you feel that person knows you, you must feel very scared!
This is how Canhua feels at this time.

Cao Cao's pupils are always so deep.

Always so elusive.

Canhua can't get any information from Cao Cao's pupils.

Canhua's gaze shifted slightly, moving to Cao Cao's sword.

The sword is in the scabbard.

Above the scabbard is Cao Cao's left hand.

The left hand only lightly rests on the scabbard, while the right hand hangs down naturally.

The distance from the scabbard is a bit far.

If the person standing in front of Canhua was Xue Wuya, Canhua would have drawn his sword long ago!
Because that kind of distance is enough to kill!
But Cao Cao's strength is too strong, Canhua dare not attack rashly.

Canhua didn't understand, Cao Cao was releasing water?
Still not ready?

"Your hand is in the wrong place." Canhua said lightly.

"It's where it should be."

Canhua's pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, Canhua has already realized the seriousness of the problem.

Cao Cao dared to stand in front of him with such a posture, which shows that Cao Cao is very sure.

And Canhua knows that Cao Cao never does anything he is not sure about!

Whether in the Central Plains or in the Western Regions.

Or in Persia, it's all the same.

Time ticks, passing by the corner of his eyes.

The time is silent, disappearing in the eyebrows.

Canhua didn't draw his sword because he wasn't sure.

Cao Cao didn't draw his sword either, and Cao Cao rarely strikes first.

Canhua looked at Cao Cao's naturally drooping right hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I think you are underestimating me." Canhua said lightly.

"I am willing to turn around and face you, which is the greatest respect for you."

silence.

Still silent.

Canhua already felt the outcome between him and Cao Cao.

But he still wanted to try.

It is also an honor for Canhua to fight against someone like Cao Cao.

Even if he died under Cao Cao's sword, he was well deserved.

Besides, after so many years, he was also tired from running.

Canhua's pupils are gradually shrinking, and the veins on her hands are exposed.

He wanted to draw a knife.

He wanted to try whether it was his sword speed or Cao Cao's sword speed!
Time passed, and the shadow of the sun shifted.

Canhua still didn't draw her sword.

He thought of thousands of postures for drawing the sword, and the movement of drawing the sword.

But it never moved.

Because he couldn't see Cao Cao's flaws.

The competition between masters is actually a competition for flaws.

The stronger the strength, the fewer flaws.

At this time, Cao Cao looked full of flaws, but he seemed to be invulnerable.

Canhua hesitated.

(End of this chapter)