This sentence quickly spread throughout the audience, and everyone's body was dug out of the bloodthirsty desire buried in their hearts, especially after seeing the thrilling melee battle between these two people, which stimulated their wild "sex" even more.

In everyone's heart, there is a beast hidden, and the only difference is that the types of beasts are different. This sentence is vividly embodied at this moment.

Seinfeld's opponent seemed to become a little more violent, and his hands changed one after another, and his body surrounded Seinfeld, stepping on strange steps, stabbing at Seinfeld's vital points from different angles.

Suddenly, the sound of a dense exchange of weapons sounded, and Seinfeld's body crossed a graceful arc and quickly flashed into the air.

"Boy, are you just going to run?" the opponent kicked the ground with his right foot, and then swooped into the air like lightning.

"Kill him, kill him. "Around, there is still a boiling crowd. Yan Qianqian looked intently at the field, the fingernails of her thumb had unconsciously clasped her palms, leaving bright red blood marks on them.

Then there was the melee attack, the opponent had been getting smoother and smoother, Seinfeld was "hard" supporting, and it seemed that he could fall at any time, but the strange thing is that he had exchanged dozens of rounds, and although Seinfeld seemed to be very dangerous, so far, neither side had shed a drop of blood.

Seinfeld dodged again, and the cold light on the opponent's dagger suddenly spread out, and the cold light condensed by the thick mana turned into an air blade in an instant, quickly cutting at Seinfeld who had just avoided the dagger.

Seinfeld clearly saw that the opponent's hideous face actually evoked a smile of conspiracy, and then his smug voice came: "Boy, you don't know where Grandpa is when he is 'swinging'." "[38413995 God-level exchange system, god-level exchange system] 384, the first god-level exchange system, 385

"Good. Seeing this scene, everyone on the field immediately erupted in strong cheers.

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

Yan Qianqian felt that her heart was very 'chaotic', and suddenly a sense of loneliness hit her, feeling that she was so lonely, this huge Black Fire Sect, the so-called senior brothers, couldn't find anyone to speak at this time.

"Throw in the towel. In Seinfeld's helmet, Yan Qianqian's voice suddenly came.

When Seinfeld heard this, he smiled faintly in a calm voice, "Aren't you trying to teach me a lesson? As he spoke, his opponent slapped his palm on Seinfeld's chest and sent Seinfeld flying.

All of a sudden, the emotions of the people around me were even higher.

Yan Qianqian's heart sank even more, and she said again: "Your life is mine, only I can teach you a lesson, no one else can." ”

Seinfeld said lightly: "Third Miss, with such an attitude, I will mistakenly think that you are caring about me." ”

Yan Qianqian was angry and angry when she heard this, and scolded: "Bastard, I told you to admit defeat, otherwise you will be punished by the rules when you go back to the house." ”

Subsequently, Yan Qianqian heard Seinfeld's laughter, she didn't know what Seinfeld's laughter represented, but then no matter what Yan Qianqian said, Seinfeld was still at war with her opponent, and regarded Yan Qianqian's words as nothing.

The opponent grinned: "Hehe, boy, I didn't expect you to be able to dodge my blow, and you only suffered some minor injuries, I underestimated you." ”

Seinfeld was unmoved, and said with a faint smile: "In terms of conspiracy and strategy, I am your ancestor, but your so-called minor injury?" ”

Looking at the opponent's bloodthirsty and hideous face, the corners of Seinfeld's mouth turned up slightly, and his body flashed, and he rushed towards the opponent at the same fast speed.

Seeing Seinfeld rushing forward, the opponent "licked" his lips and waited for him, when Seinfeld was about to approach, he quickly made a sharp turn and bypassed the opponent's body, and when the other party was still stunned, Qing Xuanjian had already "shot" at him.

"But that's it. The opponent laughed, flicked his arms, and made two metal clashing sounds, and the flying sword was hit by the dagger, and the mana on the sword body was quickly dissolved. [38413995 God-level exchange system, God-level exchange system] 384, the first god-level exchange system, 385

Seeing that Seinfeld was far away again, the opponent roared angrily and tried to get close again, but met Seinfeld's smiling face: "If I'm not mistaken, what you rely on is just a set of advanced body techniques." ”

When the opponent heard this, he laughed and said: "That's right, just by virtue of this set of high-level human methods, I will be invincible at the same level?"

Seinfeld shook his head slightly: "Then you are too humble because of your knowledge." ”

"Boy, you don't have to be quick with your tongue for a while, I'll cut your tongue into pieces later. The opponent laughed maniacally and got closer again.

Seinfeld saw the fast figure rushing towards him, and actually watched him rush quietly, and said lightly: "It's a pity that you have only the body method, and the defense and attack are insufficient."

Seinfeld's lips curled slightly, and he said, "I'll let you know what a body method is." ”

"Megalomaniacal boy. The opponent roared angrily, at this time, he was already close to Seinfeld, even in the air, that strange body was still fast.

"What?" the opponent was slightly startled, and the kid only flashed slightly, and slipped out easily from under his twin blades.

Slightly stunned, the twin blades erupted with cold light again, and the opponent's figure once again stuck to Seinfeld, and the twin blades once again slashed through the strange arc and stabbed at Seinfeld's vital point. But I heard Seinfeld say softly: "Aren't you wondering why you kept attacking just now?"

"Pretending to be a ghost. With a roar, the opponent turned to Seinfeld's right again, another attack, and this time, another miss.

At this time, behind him, the flying sword stabbed at his back like a long rainbow, and it turned out that when Seinfeld was dodging, he was distracted by the flying sword and attacked the opponent.

There were several encounters in a row, and the audience outside the stadium felt that Seinfeld at this moment seemed to be no longer a flat boat in the waves, but a cotton wool in the breeze. It seems that the harder you work, the faster the cotton wool flies under the action of your force.

The opponent in the field didn't feel that Seinfeld seemed to be a different person, and he was able to dodge and maneuver easily under his own attack. And at this moment, Seinfeld didn't know when to start, and another sword appeared in his hand, holding this flying sword, Seinfeld's body also flashed a strange arc and appeared on the opponent's side.

I only heard Song Fei sigh like a god: "Close combat, it's really exciting." Immediately, like an opponent, the speed of the long sword was no slower than the opponent's dagger, and the Qingxuan sword flying in the air stabbed at the opponent from various angles.

And at this moment, Seinfeld's speed suddenly exploded, and the opponent had not fully adapted to it, just when he swung out a dagger, trying to cut Seinfeld's thigh, Seinfeld's body suddenly became shorter, descending below him, and the flying sword in his hand came out of his hand, stabbing directly into the vital part between his legs, frightening the opponent to avoid.

And the other flying sword, as if it had already guessed his retreat, did not even twist into his body, but locked it on the path he was about to retreat.

The opponent gritted his teeth, took the lead in dodging the sword below, and reluctantly chose to meet the other sword, the two swords were flying, which already caused him a lot of trouble, and Seinfeld held two flying swords in his hand, I don't know when.

One dodged out, Seinfeld actually learned from the opponent to get as close as before, and the flying sword in his hand was as flexible as a dagger, cutting through a strange arc and hitting the opponent's vital point. And the two flying swords in the air were at the same tricky angle, "shooting" at the opponent's vital point.

"No~" Seeing the four flying swords coming, the opponent at this time actually "revealed" a look of extreme fear.

Seinfeld's face was very calm, the four flying swords had already blocked all directions of him, and with Seinfeld's speed, it was impossible to give him time to shoot down four flying swords at the same time.

And then it was Seinfeld's choice of countermeasures when he couldn't show his mana. Only such a "troublesome" battle can better hide your identity.

The opponent seemed to feel the fear of disappointment, and flew two flying swords in succession, and just before he could hit the other two flying swords, Seinfeld's flying sword unceremoniously stabbed him in the heart, and the other one had pierced his throat, Seinfeld's double swords shook, and the opponent's body, under the bombardment of mana, suddenly turned into a rain of blood. This player, who was favored by everyone, died so suddenly.

The scene was quiet, and everyone looked at the body pierced by the flying sword in disbelief, and some of them couldn't come back to their senses, they always thought that it was Seinfeld who should die.

No one expected that in a short period of time, the scene would turn so surprisingly. Before the audience could get used to Seinfeld's sudden toughness, the fact that the opponent had already used blood told you: What you see is the truth.

"Okay~" I don't know who shouted first, and suddenly, the applause drowned out the cheers, and I don't know if I was attracted by Seinfeld's wonderful battle or by this bloody scene.

"Little thief, you dare. Li Ruru on the field roared violently, but was quickly drowned out by everyone's cheers.

Yan Qianqian looked blankly at Li Ruru, who was screaming miserably, then looked at the excited people around her, and once again turned her eyes in the direction of Seinfeld, muttering as if relieved, "Is this true?"

As the protagonist, Seinfeld was as calm as water, everyone's cheers, jealous eyes, fanatical expressions, everything, he didn't take it to heart, the only thing he thought at the moment was: "What the woman just said about Jun Wanshuang's life is in danger, whether it's true or not, you must find her in the shortest possible time." ”