Chapter 575: Fiction and Reality

Death Knife is the weakest of the four?

Hearing this, the warriors in the audience were stunned for a moment.

"Liar, huh?"

"How can he be the weakest?"

"Don't believe her, I think she's bluffing!"

……

Many warriors talked about it.

Ren Yiyi on the stage heard this, but there was not much fluctuation on his face.

That's true.

Although the death knife is strong, his strength is only for ordinary secular warriors.

In front of a strong man with a certain strength background, the strength of the death knife is actually not invincible as others think.

For example, the Qin Sect Master is in a situation where his weapon is not as good as a death knife. It is enough to still be able to dominate the battle in an instant, and even threaten his life for a time.

Even, after the fusion of the death knife and the demon knife, in Ren Yiyi's eyes, his strength was actually not as good as when he was sober.

The other three were different.

At the very least, Ren Yiyi can see through the death knife, but the other few people, their whole bodies seem to be in the fog, and Ren Yiyi can't see at all how much the strength of these people is.

The other three, to be exact. It seems that all of them are not orthodox martial artists, and there is no pure realm of martial artists in their bodies, so Ren Yiyi can't see their strength.

However, Ren Yiyi believes that his strength is excellent, even if he doesn't know the strength of the other party. When it comes to real hand-to-hand, she can also be adaptable!

Seeing Ren Yiyi's serious expression, Black Rose kept laughing:

"Why are you so serious?"

"Actually, I prefer to kill you very gently by a gentler means!"

With that, Black Rose turned.

In the next second, it disappeared out of thin air!

Ren Yiyi's gaze has been staring at her all the time, and she has not moved away for half a minute.

And her eyes, not to say the movements of a person, can be captured clearly even by a speeding bullet.

So, at this time.

She disappeared out of thin air in the truest sense of the word!

The audience was also in an uproar.

Everyone looked up and saw in amazement that the ceiling was covered with roses.

It's not a bright red rose.

It's dark red.

It's like a blood-soaked color!

"When?"

"Where did these flowers come from?"

"yes, I remember it very well, I didn't have it yet!"

……

Many people were stunned.

Ren Yiyi's expression also changed.

Immediately afterwards, the roses on the ceiling began to fall down one by one, like rain and dew, wind and frost, falling to the ground one by one.

"It's ......"

Ren Yiyi stretched out her hand and held a petal.

But she saw the flower fall on the palm of her hand like ice falling on the furnace.

In the blink of an eye, it snapped and turned into a viscous dark red liquid.

Ren Yiyi's pupils shrank slightly.

This is definitely real blood!

At this moment, as if sensing something, Ren Yiyi suddenly turned her head.

In an instant, there was a petal floating behind her, in the center of the petal. It reflects a slender eye.

These are the eyes of a black rose.

Before Ren Yiyi could react, the eye disappeared.

At the same time, behind Ren Yiyi, one had just drifted