Chapter 385

This sentence soon spread all over the audience. Everyone was dug out of their blood thirsty desire buried in their hearts. Especially seeing the close proximity of these two people after the war, it stimulated their wildness.

In everyone's heart, there is a beast. The only difference is that there are different kinds of beasts. This sentence is reflected incisively and vividly at this moment.

Stimulated by the surrounding audience, Song Fei's opponent seemed to become fierce. He changed his moves again and again. He surrounded Song Fei and stabbed Song Fei's key points from different angles with strange steps.

Suddenly there was a sound of intensive weapon attack. Song Fei's body flashed a beautiful arc and quickly flashed into the air.

"Boy, can you only run?" the opponent kicked on the ground with his right foot and rushed to Song Fei in the air like lightning.

"Kill him, kill him." there were still boiling crowds around. Yan Qianqian stared at the field. The fingernails of his thumb had unconsciously fastened his palm, leaving bright red blood marks on it.

Then came the close attack. The opponent has been playing more and more smoothly. Song Fei is "hard" to support it. It seems that he may fall at any time. However, it is strange that Song Fei has fought for dozens of rounds. Although Song Fei seems very dangerous, so far, neither side has shed a drop of blood.

Song Fei dodged again. The cold light on the other party's dagger suddenly spread. The cold light condensed by strong mana suddenly turned into an air blade and quickly cut to Song Fei who had just avoided the dagger. At this time, Song Fei was just when the old force had gone and the new force had not been born.

Song Fei clearly saw a smile on his opponent's ferocious face, and then came his proud voice: "boy, you don't know where grandpa was when he was wandering."

"OK." seeing this scene, the crowd burst into strong cheers.

"Don't." Yan Qianqian shouted loudly. She didn't even know why she shouted such words at this time. Looking at the familiar faces around, they became very strange at the moment. At this moment, their ugliness was all displayed in front of Yan Qianqian.

Yan Qianqian felt his heart was in a mess. Suddenly, a sense of loneliness hit him. He felt that he was so lonely. The so-called martial brothers of the black fire sect couldn't find one to talk at this time.

"Admit defeat." in Song Fei's helmet, suddenly came Yan Qianqian's voice.

After hearing this, Song Fei said with a calm voice and a faint smile, "don't you want to teach me a lesson? This is a good opportunity." with this speaking skill, his opponent slapped Song Fei on his chest and flew out.

All of a sudden, the mood of the people around him rose even higher.

Yan Qianqian's heart sank and said again, "your life is mine. Only I can teach you, others can't."

Song Fei said softly, "miss three, with your attitude, I will mistakenly think you care about me."

Yan Qianqian was angry and angry. He scolded, "asshole, I told you to admit defeat, otherwise you will be punished by family rules when you go back."

Then, Yan Qianqian heard Song Fei's laughter. She didn't know what song Fei's laughter represented, but then no matter what Yan Qianqian said, Song Fei still fought with his opponent and regarded Yan Qianqian's words as nothing.

The opponent grinned and said, "ha ha, boy, I didn't expect you to escape my blow. You just suffered some minor injuries. I underestimated you."

Song Fei was unmoved and said with a faint smile, "in terms of conspiracy, I'm your ancestor, but your so-called minor injury? Ha ha."

Looking at his opponent's bloodthirsty and ferocious face, Song Fei's mouth turned up slightly, his body flashed, and rushed to his opponent at the same fast speed.

Seeing Song Fei rushing, his opponent licked his lips and was ready. When Song Fei was about to approach, he quickly made a sharp turn and bypassed the other party's body. When the other party was still stunned, Qingxuan sword had shot at him.

"But so." the opponent laughed, threw his arms and made two metal blows. The magic power of the flying sword was soon dissolved when it was hit by the dagger.

Seeing that Song Fei was far away again, his opponent roared and tried to get close again, but he met Song Fei's smiling face: "if I'm right, what you rely on is just a set of advanced body methods."

When the opponent heard the speech, he laughed and said, "there's nothing wrong. With this set of advanced body method, I'll be invincible at the same level?"

Song Fei shook his head slightly: "that's because your knowledge is too simple."

"Boy, you don't have to be quick. I'll cut your tongue into pieces later." the opponent laughed wildly and approached again.

When Song Fei saw the fast figure coming to his face, he looked at him quietly and said faintly, "it's a pity that you don't have enough body skills to defend against attacks."

Song Fei's lips tilted slightly and said, "I'll let you know what body method is."

"Arrogant boy." the opponent roared. At this time, he was close to Song Fei. Even in the air, his strange body method was still fast.

"What?" the opponent was slightly surprised. The boy just flashed a little and slipped out easily under his double blades.

Slightly stunned, the double blades burst out cold light again. The opponent's figure pasted to Song Fei again. The double blades crossed a strange arc again and stabbed Song Fei's key. But I heard Song Fei gently say, "don't you wonder why you haven't been attacked just now?"

"Playing tricks." the opponent roared and turned to Song Fei's right again. It was another attack, and this time, it hit the air again.

At this time, behind him, the flying sword stabbed him in the back like a Changhong. It turned out that Song Fei distracted himself from operating the flying sword to attack his opponent while dodging.

There were several fights in a row. The audience outside felt that Song Fei at the moment was not a boat in the waves, but cotton wool in the breeze. No matter how hard you tried, the soft catkins followed your strength and wandered outside your boxing style. It seems that the harder you exert yourself, the faster the cotton wool flies under the action of your strength.

The opponents in the field didn't feel that Song Fei was like a changed person. He was able to evade under his own attack. At the moment, Song Fei didn't know when to start. Another sword appeared in his hand. Holding the flying sword, Song Fei's body flashed a strange arc and appeared on the side of his opponent.

Song Fei sighed in a trance, "melee is really exciting." then he was as fast as his opponent. The speed of the long sword was no slower than his opponent's dagger, and the flying Qingxuan sword stabbed his opponent from different angles.

At this moment, Song Fei's speed suddenly broke out. The opponent had not fully adapted. When he waved a dagger and tried to cut Song Fei's thigh, Song Fei's body suddenly became shorter and fell below him. The flying sword in his hand came out and stabbed the key part between his legs, frightening the opponent to avoid.

The other flying sword seemed to have guessed his retreat. It didn't twist to his body, but locked on the way he was about to retreat.

As soon as the opponent clenched his teeth, he took the lead in avoiding the lower sword and reluctantly chose to meet the other sword. The two swords danced, which had caused great trouble to him. In Song Fei's hand, he didn't know when to start, he held two flying swords.

One of them flashed out. Song Fei learned from his opponent's previous approach. The flying sword in his hand was as flexible as a dagger, crossed a strange arc and hit the opponent's key. The two flying swords in the air, with the same tricky angle, shot at the key of the opponent.

"No ~" seeing four flying swords coming, the opponent showed extreme fear.

Song Fei's face was very calm. The four flying swords had sealed him in all directions, and at Song Fei's speed, it was impossible for him to shoot down the four flying swords at the same time.

It was also the countermeasure Song Fei chose when he couldn't show his magic power. Only such a "troublesome" battle can better hide your identity.

The opponent seemed to feel the fear of disappointment and flew two flying swords again and again. Just before he could hit the other two flying swords, Song Fei's flying sword stabbed into his heart, and the other one had pierced his throat. Song Fei's double swords shook, and the opponent's body turned into a bloody rain under the bombardment of mana. The player who was favored by everyone died suddenly.

The scene was very quiet. People looked at the body pierced by the flying sword unbelievably. Some couldn't return to God. They always thought that song Feicai was right.

No one expected such an amazing turn in the scene in a short time. Before the audience got used to Song Fei's sudden strength, the opponent had told you the truth with blood: what you see is the truth.

"OK ~" I don't know who shouted first. Suddenly, applause drowned the cheers. I don't know whether it was attracted by Song Fei's wonderful battle or by this bloody scene.

"Little thief, dare you." Li RuRu, who was on the court, screamed sadly, but was soon drowned by the cheers of the people.

Yan Qianqian looked blankly at Li RuRu, who was crying bitterly, looked at the excited people around him, turned his eyes to Song Fei again, and murmured as if relieved: "is this true?"

As the protagonist, Song Fei was as calm as water. He didn't pay attention to the cheers, jealous eyes, fanatical expression and everything. At the moment, the only thing he thought was: "the woman just said that Jun wanshuang is in danger of life. Whether it is true or not, we must find her in the shortest time."