At this time, the prodigal son Shi Feng, standing in place, withdrew his gaze from the battle between the blood lady and Cruise, and looked at the unsmiling A Fei evilly, and said calmly: "Since they have become opponents, then you and I will fight. Right!"
A Fei glanced at the sword in his arms, and a cold voice sounded: "You still have time to give up."
"Haha, hahahaha." The prodigal laughed and took two steps back. The evil charm stared at A Fei, his expression became indifferent, and he said word by word: "You are crazy enough, I hope your strength is as crazy as yours!"
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the sun shines.
A Fei, wearing a leather jacket, stood blankly on the spot, holding the quaint long sword in his hands, and looking straight into his opponent's eyes with his eyes with constant waves. A wisp of fresh breeze blew the hair on his forehead, and a sword scar was clearly printed on the tip of his hair. As if telling others, he Afei lives for the sword!
Suddenly, the prodigal son Shi Feng revealed his knife named "Lonely". The blade of the blade was set against the sunlight, exuding a gentle and cold streamer, and the eyes of the prodigal son were as clear and cold as the blade of the blade. This is a pair of cold and evil eyes. Even though it contains infinite chill, it is as crystal clear and translucent as snow and ice on a mountain that never melts for thousands of years. There was a cruel light in his cold eyes.
Suddenly, the prodigal son gently turned the "loneliness" in his hand, and instantly a sharp knife light reflected on A Fei's face, burning his eyes. At the same time, a clearer cold light flashed out of thin air. Between the flashes of lightning, ALFY fought with the prodigal son.
The prodigal son's sword energy rushed towards A Fei in waves like water ripples, just like the agility of a scattered flower goddess in dancing. However, A Fei's sword flashed like smoke, faster and colder than the prodigal's sword!
The figures of the two are as ghostly as ghosts. His prodigal son is fast, this Afei is faster, it can be said that the dragon in the cloud met the tiger in the mountain. Moreover, the sword gas overflowed from the fighting spread like waves, making the surrounding strong wind surging, and even the people watching the martial arts retreat and retreat.
On the other side, the blood prodigal Blood Moon, the battle with Cruise has entered a fever pitch. I saw the shadow of the blood maiden's legs flashing around Cruise's front and back, making Cruise messy. But even so, he Cruise is still unbeaten. After all, before he became a killer, he used to be the winner of three consecutive free fights.
Cruise's fists are as fast as lightning. When should they change their palms, when they should change their claws, and when they should change their fists in place. There is no fancy, no moves, and it is completely free to play. How to hurt the enemy and how to come is all ruthless killing moves.
The blood maiden's cloud-piercing legs, Cruise's free punch. These two warriors are together, it can be said that they are south fist and north leg. The intensity is no less than the battle between the prodigal son Shifeng and the dragon group A Fei.
Time passed by. While watching the windlessness of these two battles, he whispered: "You had a battle with the prodigal son, and you know his strength. Judging from the current situation, do you think that A Fei is the opponent of the prodigal son?"
"The prodigal son's sword is very fast and very smart. It can be said that it is the saint of the sword. In my opinion, the person who makes the sword is definitely not his opponent. But this Afei's sword is ethereal, like smoke and dust, just like Taking precautions, the attack of the prodigal son was turned into invisible." Nie Yun, who said this, withdrew his gaze from the competition field and turned to look at the windless next to him: "So based on this alone, the prodigal son has fallen to the wind. The defeat is only time. problem!"
No wind gently nodded: "You are right, after all, I also use a sword, but in any case I can't make the realm of A Fei's misty, smoke-like dust, let alone the precautionary general. The enemy's attack became invisible. It seems that this dragon group is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." After finishing speaking, no wind added: "I bet that the one who fought with you in the end is definitely this Afei!"
Nie Yun was silent. Because at this time he was attracted by A Fei's swordsmanship, because he felt that this swordsmanship seemed familiar to him, but for a while, he couldn't remember what it was
Seeing that Nie Yun didn't speak in the wind, he thought he was thinking about how to crack that A Fei's sword trick, so as to prepare for the battle to wait. Immediately, he stopped disturbing Nie Yun, but focused on watching the competition in the court.
Han Feng, the Lord of Prison Punishment at this time, didn't know when he touched the Xuedra. So that all the female demon heads of Xue Tuo Luo are on the verge of an enemy, all of them are on guard. In order to prevent the Lord of the Punishment from doing anything unfavorable to their Xuedra.
Mrs. Xue Tuo Luo in a wheelchair glanced at Han Feng, who was standing on her left hand, and then withdrew her gaze, and said indifferently: "The prisoner is not good to watch the battle, why are you here?"
Han Feng carried his hands on his back, looked straight ahead, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly said, "Although the strength of Blood Moon is strong, she will lose in this round!"
"Heh!" Mrs. Xueduoluo coldly snorted: "Come here, are you using people improperly for the sake of harming me?"
"No! The prison master has no detrimental hobby." While speaking, Han Feng turned to look at the group of witches behind him, and finally fixed his gaze on Lan Ji Su Wei, which made Su Wei startled and couldn't help but lower his head. . After all, the gaze of the Lord of the Punishment at this time was extremely deep, as if he could see through the human heart.
"The killer under the Madam's banner is really beautiful and beautiful. It's just a pity. It's a pity that I can only admire and not pick it. It is really a great pity in the world."
"If the prisoner has fallen in love with one of them, just say it, and I will give it to you immediately." Mrs. Xue Tuoluo smiled and looked at Han Feng.
"Haha." Han Feng withdrew his gaze from Su Wei, and turned to look at Mrs. Xuedala: "Madam is really joking. If Han Feng is that kind of erotic, I am afraid that there will be no punishment today. Up."
Mrs. Xuedala's face instantly sank: "You are neither here to harm my half-dysfunctional old lady, nor a woman, what do you want to do?"
"Can you take a step to speak?"
Mrs. Xue Tuoluo's brows were slightly frowned, and she glanced at Han Feng with deep meaning. Then without saying anything, he motioned to the woman behind him to push herself aside. Because she knew Han Feng and knew that Han Feng would not talk to herself easily, and she would still speak alone. So now he is looking for himself, he must say something that he doesn't want outsiders to know.
Seeing the Lord of Prison Punishment and his wife walking away, Fei Er in the crowd whispered: "Unexpectedly, the Lord of Prison Punishment is still a handsome guy, and he is still so young."
"You idiot, you are ignorant." Liu'er looked at the back of the Lord of the Punishment, and said calmly: "The Lord of the Punishment and our wife are of the same generation, and he is almost a bad old man. . The reason why he does not grow old is entirely because he has no phase internal strength. It is said that this set of internal strength can delay the miraculous effect of people's aging. Moreover, he had a relationship with our wife back then."