For Feng Susu, who has always been arrogant, at this moment, even rolling on the ground is very resolute and decisive, and he doesn't even frown, which is better than being cut by someone, piercing his chest, and splashing blood on the spot.

Witnessing this scene, everyone gasped almost at the same time, but no one screamed, and there was not even a hint of sarcasm, contempt and ridicule in their eyes.

How will you choose to deal with it in a different place? Each person's cognition and answer in their hearts are different, there is no essential difference between escaping into the void and rolling on the spot, as long as you can avoid the catastrophe, it is a good move. As for what kind of posture appears, it doesn't matter at all, the heroic hero who lies down will be forgotten when he turns around.

Countless sword shadows and cold stars are all worthy of being slashed closely, which can be described as dangerous and dangerous. Feng Susu also turned over and jumped up at this time, down-to-earth, spit out a coquettish shout in his mouth at the same time, strode out, stepped down, the fire bonus blade in his hand split into the void, the space was distorted, and the domineering energy made a rolling thunderous sound, and the wind roared.

"My fire spirit dominates the sword, looks at the world, and swallows mountains and rivers. As Feng Suosu spoke, the woman's feminine aura disappeared, and a domineering momentum suddenly rose. Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the essence flashes, looking down on the world.

A knife slashed out, but the speed was unexpectedly very sluggish, but it contained a power like a mountain, and the powerful and heavy knife qi made people feel suffocated, like a huge rock pressing on the top.

Lu Suifeng's sword was unsheathed again, and he swung a sword in the air, light and floating. There was no strong sword qi whistling through the air, but it silently penetrated the opponent's thick and domineering sword qi, and clicked on the tip of the opponent's falling flame knife with incomparable precision.

Ding! The sparks flew out, and Feng Susu suddenly felt a tingle in his arm, only to feel a soft force pouring into his arm along the sword body. Shocked in his heart, the domineering sword momentum was slightly sluggish, and Lu Suifeng's sword stabbed in a fluttering manner, without any line track, but the tip of the sword kept trembling, flickering left and right, and it was impossible to predict where his sword would stab in the next moment.

Shocked, Feng Susu relied on his intuition to pick up the sword, and the sword collided, but the thick and mountain-like sword qi was easily broken by the opponent's thin and thin sword, and a cold light appeared in front of him again, the same floating, and the vital parts of the whole body seemed to be within the attack range of the opponent's sword momentum.

Lu Suifeng's sword seems to be swaying very casually, without any rules, but it is a sword stabbing in the east and a sword in the west, suddenly picking up and suddenly cutting down, which is unguardable. Each sword floated eerily and strangely, and the trembling blades often stabbed out from incredible angles. For the ethereal sword technique, it seems that there are no dead ends at all. This is a supreme realm of swordsmanship, without moves and styles, but it contains all sword styles in the world. The intention is to move the sword first, and the intention is to move the sword.

Every sword made Feng Susu feel creepy, and when he saw the sweat on his forehead, he was so shocked that he jumped left and right, and the skirt on his body was constantly torn open one by one, and blood droplets were sprinkled on the ground.

Feng Susu went from a domineering active attack, to panting, staggering, and then to a clumsy parry with one knife after another, the transformation of the whole process was only between a few breaths, and it was unbearable and really indescribable.

This is still a strong fight between top powerhouses, it is simply a one-sided one-sided torture and killing, as long as the other party is willing, he may turn into a corpse in a minute. It is definitely an undisguised extreme humiliation to kill people without a head......

Especially Yan Chihuoji, who was in the audience, stared at him with a straight eye, and while he was so angry, he couldn't help but sigh and sigh, and even simply closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at it anymore.

Feng Susu's heart was even more ashamed and angry at this moment, he always believed that even if the other party cultivated to be extraordinary, it would never be possible to surpass him, but he might be more superb in the use of martial arts and body techniques, and he could completely suppress the other party with his own strong cultivation strength.

However, after a thrilling fight, he even used the secret killing technique of pressing the box low, but he didn't even touch the other party's fur at all, but he made himself embarrassed, and he really felt that he couldn't hold on.

The other party handed out another sword flatly, which was very complicated and simple, and it seemed to be a very casual and simple sword, which actually made people feel that there was no way to dodge, as if no matter how much they dodged, they could not escape the doom of this sword.

"It's too forceful, then the jade will be burned!" Feng Susu endured being opened by the other party on his body again, although there was no blood, but there was also a large area of white skin exposed, and the mouth was full of shame and anger, and his wrist shook at the same time, and he resolutely gave up the blocking momentum, and slashed at the opponent's wrist holding the sword.

The moment you stab me, I will also cut off your wrist mercilessly, completely with a desperate combat method that is not afraid of death, forcing Lu Suifeng to have to change his sword moves in the middle of the way, and thus break free from the desperate predicament and win a chance to breathe.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides changed dozens of sword moves, and the strange thing is that the knives and swords of the two sides did not make a single impact sound in dozens of changing encounters, and everything was quietly deducing a thrilling fight.

There was a muffled snort in the air, and the knife in Feng Susu's hand suddenly flew out diagonally, to be precise, the wrist holding the knife was suddenly cut a slit, and blood was gushing out.

"Defeated!" Feng Susu covered the broken wrist that was spurting blood, his face was pale, revealing a look of despair, at this moment the door was already wide open, looking at the three-foot Qingfeng, the murderous aura had roared;

"Er dare!" Just as Feng Susu closed his eyes and waited for death, four figures rushed into the sky and swept towards the battle platform, all of them roaring out in anger.

A knife, a gun, a sword, the strength of the palm wind fist, almost at the same time from all different angles and angles, the sword light is like snow, the spear flame bursts, the sword qi kills surging, the four powerhouses at the peak of the life and death realm join forces to strike, the terrifying murderous edge is directed at Lu Suifeng, forcing him to have to defend himself and save himself, maybe at the same time that a sword pierces Feng Susu's chest, he will also become a corpse.

In fact, although Lu Suifeng's sword momentum was fierce, he did not have the slightest killing intent, he was just forcing the other party to admit defeat. But in the eyes of others, it is a real one-hit killing situation.

Feng Susu opened her desperate eyes, and when she saw this scene, her pale face suddenly revealed a look of surprise for the rest of her life, she knew that she was saved at this time, because no one would be stupid to choose this kind of jade powder.

"Crazy, this kid is really crazy, even Senior Sister Feng dares to kill him!" Yan Chihuo in the audience couldn't help but roar in shock, because he saw that the sword was still moving forward and continued to advance, no! not one, but five figures in Tsing Yi who were also holding long swords appeared at the same time; "This ...... How is that possible?"

Feng Susu's happy smile appeared on her face just now, and she froze suddenly, she clearly saw a thin and narrow sword, which stabbed into her body in a trembling manner, leaving only a sword hilt, no need to guess, it had been completely stabbed to the heart;

In fact, it was just an illusion, and there was no blood splattering, she was simply frightened. There is no enmity between the two sides, and no matter from any angle, Lu Suifeng has no reason to kill people.

At the same time, Lu Suifeng also conjured up several afterimages in a hurry, respectively facing the four figures that rushed through the air.

The person who rushed to the gun first was Yan Wushuang, his eyes were dark red, full of indifferent and iron-blooded aura, and his body was filled with an awe-inspiring domineering aura.

The afterimage that Lu Suifeng conjured up was almost the same as his real body, and his body swept up into the sky as quickly as the wind when he moved slightly, and on the way, he was already a sword that slashed out in the air, instantly opening the opponent's meteor and moon-like shot.

The spear-wielding Yan Wushuang's figure flipped back in the air, and then a type of "Feiyan Anti-Nest" flew back upside down, and the fire dragon soul gun in his hand trembled and trembled in the void, and the red light of the gun was vertical and horizontal, as if in the water under the night, rippling with the reflection of the blood moon, and the red light was everywhere.

There was a sudden surge of flames in his eyes, and with a deep cry in his mouth, a blood-colored gun shadow instantly swirled and flew away, and a violent blood-colored tornado torrent swirl appeared in front of him, and the air around him seemed to be pulled into it at once. As the speed of the blood-colored spear danced faster and faster, the remnant image of Lu Suifeng, who was a few meters away, was unexpectedly pulled by a powerful whirlwind, and some of them were unable to help themselves and crashed towards the tip of the blood-colored gun. But I saw a flash of blood-colored gun marks in the air, as if the light of the cold moon instantly penetrated through the body.

Yan Wushuang's eyes overflowed with a touch of grief and indignation, and the spear in his hand immediately swirled rapidly, as if he wanted to shatter the opponent's body. Iron-blooded and ruthless, he never knew what mercy was. At this moment, he only wants to avenge the fallen Feng Susu, and the only way to let the other party completely penetrate it.

As everyone knows, there is no sense of obstruction under the sharp rotation of the gun, as if stirring a cloud of empty air, the other party's figure is broken apart, but there is no blood spraying and splashing on the surface.

"Not good!" Yan Wushuang's heart floated a bad feeling, secretly exclaimed, quickly drew the gun and retreated, and wanted to float back, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold star flying from the side towards his temple, and suddenly dodged too late, and swept out of the tail of the spear without thinking, intending to swing away and fly to a cold star.

The afterimage scattered and gathered like the wind, and a sword rushed out in an instant like lightning, as if the other party would return to the gun to block, and the sword suddenly sank in the middle of the sword, turning the thorn into a ......

Before Yan Wushuang could react, he felt a sharp pain coming from the pulse wrist where he held the gun, and he couldn't even hold the body of the gun.

Regardless of the splash of blood, a little cold star in front of him is never leaving, and it is like a shadow chasing after it, and after a slight pause, it is bound to come out of the body in an instant.