The music was intense and intense. The player's fingers flew up and down, almost becoming a remnant. The intense music just became the background music for Li Yundong and Yan Fang to fight. The atmosphere suffocated, as if the two armies were in close combat, hitting each other with knives and guns, murderous!

Chris, John and Alba were stunned and dazzled. Chris and John had seen some incredible things about Li Yundong, but Alba couldn't help muttering, "Christ Jesus... Am I watching a movie?"

Li Yundong and Yan Fang fought fiercely in the cabin, sometimes using spells and sometimes fighting hand to hand. Whenever Yan Fang wanted to scare others to protect himself, Li Yundong always had a way to press Yan Fang down, so that she had to fight with Li Yundong obediently.

After playing for a while, Yan Fang also noticed that Li Yundong deliberately wanted to consume his true yuan mana. As long as his true yuan was consumed to a certain extent, Li Yundong could use the burning finger bowl to absorb all his true yuan mana.

This is killing with a blunt knife, cutting meat one by one. Although the means are not fierce, the purpose is extremely poisonous.

The more Yan Fang beat, the colder his heart became: is it difficult that I, Yan Fang, have become famous for 20 years and should be planted in the hands of this boy today?

At the thought of this, Yan Fang couldn't help feeling sad, but she was unwilling and made up her mind to fight to the death. She suddenly clenched her teeth and turned her wrist. A talisman was thrown at Chris, John and alba.

The talisman quickly burned in the air, like a blazing fireball, rushed to Chris's eyes in the blink of an eye, burning her face red.

"Damn it!" when Li Yundong saw that Yan Fang was crazy enough to attack ordinary people, he was immediately angry. His body flashed like a mountain in front of Chris and others. With a wipe of his hand, he received the fireball in the palm of his hand.

He clapped his hands and broke the fireball in his hands. Suddenly, countless small sparks appeared in his hands, like a spark.

With a wave of Li Yundong's hand, these small flames immediately rushed towards Yan Fang.

Yan Fang took a deep breath and blew fiercely. Her breath was really the authentic Kung Fu of Xuanmen for more than 20 years. Her breath was vigorous and condensed. It was like a sharp arrow brushing straight through the fire point of the stars, and she still went straight to Chris and others.

Chris three people only felt a breath coming to their faces, like a galloping knight on the battlefield, holding a long gun, flying red Tassels and stepping on the camp. This piercing spirit seemed to pierce their bodies!

When Li Yundong saw Yan Fang attacking the three of them one after another, he became more and more angry. His eyes stared, and a vigorous Qi burst out all over, breaking Yan Fang's Qi arrows in an instant.

The condensed breath seemed as if the angry tide was beating on the mountain. It stirred everywhere. There was a cry in the cabin, and a strong wind surged up, which scattered Chris and others' hair and couldn't open their eyes.

At this time, the little girl playing the lute also happened to play the battle of Jiuli mountain in ambush on all sides. She rowed or lined up, sometimes playing double strings, sometimes pushing and pulling, and her five fingers flying up and down. The music was excited and nervous. The music seemed to reveal a sound of horse hoofs, swords and shouts, loud and murderous!