Lin Fei's acting skills are too realistic, and there is a feeling of "I am too deep in the play".

He even spat out a mouthful of blood with a look of pain on his face.

Everyone saw the nameless foot staggering, and then fell to one knee on the ground, and stood on the top of the palace with the sword in his hand, supporting his crumbling wounded body.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone realized that there was a voice in the Heavenly Demon Arena again.

Lin Fei no longer seemed to be able to support the state of "Xuan Immortal Transformation", the word "Immortal" in the center of his eyebrows dissipated, and the vast sword domain around him also collapsed.

Still, it's scary enough.

One is still on top of the palace, and it can even hold on to the ground. And the other has already flown upside down, in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he will live or die.

In an instant, the judgment was made.

After a short period of dead silence, the group of monks who had set off a storm in their hearts could no longer hold back, and immediately erupted into a boiling exclamation.

"What kind of trick was that before, why was it so terrifying, and it actually defeated the Heavenly Demon Crazy Flame Dance of the three disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

"Do you feel it? I don't know why, everything in the arena gave me the illusion that 'this is a sword' for no reason!"

"The Fire Cloud Sect Master also feels like this? What a terrible move!"

"It's unimaginable, it's impossible to prevent it!"

In the midst of everyone's shock and emotion, Ji Yaoguang looked at Lin Fei's "scarred" body and felt a burst of crying and laughing.

Do you want to act so realistically?

Alas, he just pretended to be a "nameless" and shocked all the powerhouses in the cultivation realm, so why not show his true strength?

Liu Meng looked at the figure standing with a sword, long hair and tattered clothes hunting and flying in the wind, and his eyes became even more scorching for a while.

The namelessness in her eyes, and behind her was a round of sunlight, gilding the blood-stained figure with a layer of golden brilliance. After the war, his face was still calm, full of the temperament of a strong man who was not arrogant or discouraged by victory, which made people's hearts sway.

Lin Fei's unpredictable killing move before, the moment she defeated Su Tianshuang, it made her heart tremble, she didn't expect this result at all.

"It's interesting. Liu Meng muttered, and then showed a strange smile, stretched out his pink tongue, and licked his dry red lips.

"What's interesting?" Jiang Qingyue was stupid, and hurriedly said, "Fifth Senior Sister, let's see how Fourth Senior Brother is!"

Wang Ping also wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and felt a tingling scalp.

These three sons are going to die if they don't do well, and the fourth lady still looks like she is interested in that man, what is this called?

Superficial brother and sister?

It's too heart-wrenching!

Hong Tu frowned even more, looking at Liu Meng's expression was already a little unkind.

Only then did Liu Meng come back to his senses and said, "The victory and defeat have been divided, Su Tianshuang is invincible-"

As soon as she said this, she heard a roaring and angry voice from the arena: "This child... Didn't lose!"

The audience was in an uproar and looked at it in unison.

saw that Su Tianshuang almost stood up by himself, holding the Heavenly Demon Fan that had turned into a paper fan.

Lin Fei frowned slightly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stood up straight with difficulty.

Su Tianshuang's face was full of persistence, like an old man in the twilight, stepping on the void with difficulty, supporting his injured body and volleying up step by step.

"How could Ben Gongzi lose!" he said in a voice that almost jumped out of his teeth, and although his body was swaying and blood was dripping from the air to the ground, he never stopped.

Liu Mengxiu raised her eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "Su Tianshuang, don't be strong, you will die!"

Su Tianshuang turned a deaf ear and continued to walk towards the top of the main hall with difficulty.

Before the war began, he had thought about how to outperform Nameless in a glorious manner, and let the monks of the world see how formidable and powerful he was. Then tell Nameless as a victor, although this son admires you very much, and you can be called a supreme genius, but unfortunately your opponent is me.

And the worst case that Su Tianshuang can accept is a tie.

Fail?

That would disgrace his face, and Su Tianshuang couldn't accept it!

All the monks present were deeply shocked by the two men in the arena.

Some people feel that Su Tianshuang is not self-sufficient and cannot see the situation clearly. Some people also think that he has an extraordinary bearing, which gives him the heart capital to move forward on the road of immortals.

But no matter what, Su Tianshuang finally came to the top of the palace.

This bloody guy was in pain as if his bones and flesh had been torn apart, but he grinned and said, "What was that trick before?"

Lin Fei looked at him solemnly and said, "The broken sword is silent." ”

"Okay," Su Tianshuang grinned, trying her best to maintain a personable posture, and shook the paper fan with difficulty, "Very good, very good!"

"Now that I don't have the Heavenly Demon Transformation, you don't have the Xuan Immortal Transformation - come again?!"

Lin Fei sighed softly, and returned the sword to the sheath with a "bang": "Don't borrow swords, just fight yourself?"

"Okay, refreshing!" Su Tianshuang "snapped" and put the paper fan away, and it was instantly included in the space ring.

"Smack!"

Almost at the same time, the man stepped on his feet, catapulted out, and attacked.

Lin Fei was burning with blood, his fists and feet were fierce, and he hit Su Tianshuang. He was full of sword intent, terrifying, and mighty!

Lin Fei was unstoppable, blasting Su Tianshuang out a few meters away, hitting his body burning with demon blood trembling, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Seeing Lin Fei chasing after him, Su Tianshuang's pupils contracted sharply, and he instantly panicked and said, "It's okay to give some face! If you enter the Demon Palace like this, how can the senior brothers get along?!"

"Ben Gongzi is such a perfect peerless son, how embarrassing it is to lose in front of so many people!"

Lin Fei was speechless.

Feelings are so strong that you just feel that you have no image and are embarrassed to lose?

Forget it, let him go.

Such a thought flashed through Lin Fei's mind, and suddenly a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. As if he was injured, his face showed pain, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee and slapped the ground with a "snap".

Su Tianshuang was ecstatic in his heart in an instant, and said secretly, "Even if you are a kid, you are quite good!"

Immediately, he continued to transmit the voice to Lin Fei, and said: "This son will make a random move later, you just pretend to be defeated by me!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Tianshuang slapped out with a slap, which seemed to be demonic and violent, but in fact it was just an empty shell - he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he could only make a show.

However, what he didn't expect was that Lin Fei actually covered his chest and fell backwards directly: "The third prince really lives up to his reputation, and he is willing to bow down!"

The audience was stunned.

Su Tianshuang was also dumbfounded.

No, my brother, you don't have such a fight in a fake match, do you?

Ben Gongzi hasn't hit you yet, bastard!