A white light lit up from the knife that was held in Qiao's arms, and before Ben Huai, who was holding Qiao, could react, his vision changed, he seemed to fly, blood splashed like a spring, and Benqiu and Benyi on the side were drenched all over his head.

A round thing fell on the white snow, staining the snow red.

"Huh!"

"Huh?"

"Ugh!"

The audience looked confused.

"What's going on?"

Pretty sat on the ground with a frightened face holding the knife, and at some point only the scabbard was left in her arms, and a silver light swept through the wind and snow.

Benqiu and Benyi were glazed over.

"Little ......" He Shuwen subconsciously reminded him.

However, it was already too late.

"Ah——h

Blood splattered again, and Yan Peng looked at his fallen right hand in horror and screamed.

He Shuwen was also a little stunned for a while.

Yan Wei got out of trouble, and a silver sword flew into his hand, and Yan Wei slowly walked towards Yan Peng with two knives in his hands.

"I'll kill you!"

"Give my brother back!"

Benqiu and Benyi, whose faces were covered with blood, frantically pounced towards Yan Yan.

Yan Wei glanced at them, and his hand raised and fell, and the sound of the knife drowned out the sound of the wind and snow, and there were two more corpses on the snow.

The scene was silent, no one dared to step forward anymore, even He Shuwen was stunned.

"Ah——h

"Second brother, you shouldn't be like this!" Yan Wei said.

Yan Peng glared at him and roared, "You, you cheat, spirit weapons are not allowed to be used!"

The realm of the battle for succession is limited to the four realms, and the weapons used are also limited, and the spirit weapon is not allowed to be used, and the sword of the swallow can be "envoyed" that is the characteristic of the spirit weapon.

Yan Wei looked at him with pity on his face and said, "Aren't you very familiar with the martial arts we cultivate, have you forgotten the tricks in the Feiyan Sword Sutra?"

"Winged Knife!" Yan Peng suddenly realized, but soon he said again: "Impossible, the Swallow Wing Knife must be practiced in the four realms, you obviously haven't condensed the true yuan yet!"

"I have my own way, but you, second brother, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"Explanation......" Yan Peng was stunned, looking at Yan Wei, the brothers looked at each other.

Yan Wei's eyes were full of coldness and sadness.

Looking at Yan Wei like that, Yan Peng's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, it was a dark emotion, called "jealousy".

That should be his posture, the strong overlook the weak, the winner pities the loser, that should be him, it's him!

But now, it's all over!

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, he......" Yan Peng laughed, like a crazy gambler who lost everything, he yelled: "Explain, what is there to explain, in this place, I want to kill you as a matter of course, don't you want to kill me too!?"

"Although I am ready to fight you, I don't want to kill you. Yan Yan's face showed a little sadness.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about!?" Yan Peng sneered.

"The merciless knife only kills the ruthless, and I will not use the knife against you unless you have murderous intentions against me. Yan Wei said with a melancholy face: "I want to leave some feelings in my heart, but now it seems impossible, even if I don't kill you, you will definitely try your best to kill me." ”

Yan Wei raised the knife in his hand.

Yan Peng's eyes were cracking.

"Do you want to do it, come on, cut off my head, come on!"

"Wait. He Shuwen finally reacted, but Yan Yan's knife had already fallen.

Yan Peng's other hand also flew.

"Ah—— you ......"

"I'm sorry second brother, I don't want to be remembered by you, this should be considered merciful!"

Yan Peng trembled and looked at the palm that had been lost.

"It seems that hands alone are not enough. Yan Yan said.

"Stop!" He Shuwen couldn't stand it anymore.

His heart was upset, but he still remembered his purpose in participating in this fratricidal battle for succession, to protect Yan Peng and make sure he was not killed by others!

He Shuwen volleyed a fist shadow into the door of Yan Wei's face, Yan Wei leaned back to dodge, and at the same time, the winged knife in his left hand was waved, and the knife qi set off a snow wave, and the terrifying momentum came to his face, He Shuwen was shocked.

"This is the Four Realms to use the Pure Qi Attack!"

I couldn't be surprised, in order to protect myself, He Shuwen mentioned all his true qi, and once again used the mystery of the Xuanshuang Fist Sutra, the only two fists!

The punch dispersed the snow waves, and He Shuwen also fell to the ground because his true qi was exhausted.

Yan Peng was desperate.

Yan Wei raised his right hand, and the snow reflected the knife with a cold light.

"No, don't!" At this moment, Yan Peng finally saw himself clearly, he was not as brave as he thought.

"We are brothers, I swear I won't trouble you again, I admit defeat, the core of the snow spirit is all for you, I admit defeat......!" Yan Peng pleaded.

Yan Wei was unmoved, and watched him from a short distance.

"It's for your safety. Yan Yu said, the knife fell!

"No ——"

The cold mang fell, the knife separated the ice and snow, but it did not hit the target, and the moment the knife fell, a pair of strange claws burst out of the ice and snow and rescued Yan Peng.

Yan Wei could feel them, and this was the first time someone had robbed someone under his knife.

"What person, come out for me!" Yan Yan's sword qi passed through the ice and snow and landed on Bu Fan.

In order to protect Yan Peng, who had lost his hands, Bu Fan blocked the blow with his back, and the scales on his back cracked, and with the reinforcement of the Zen prototype, Bu Fan's scales could barely block Yan Yan a few knives.

Yan Wei was about to continue attacking, Bu Fan burrowed into the earth, dodged Yan Wei's sword qi in a circle, and then broke out with Yan Peng.

"Hey, are you still alive, save him!" Bu Fan threw Yan Peng in front of Huo Yan, who reluctantly reacted, and subconsciously took out the pill and bandage from the spirit ring to rescue.

"Will you pick it up, help him get these two things back. Bu Fan threw out Yan Peng's hands that were wrapped around his tail.

He was sweating profusely.

"I'll only cut, I won't pick up. ”

"Is there anything that will pick it up?" asked Bu Fan.

Look at the remaining three.

"I will. Lu Jian couldn't stand Bu Fan's gaze, and hurriedly said.

"I'll leave it to you. Bu Fan said, turning around and walking towards Yan Wei.

Yan Wei looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you...... That bodyguard next to the seventh brother?"

"You can recognize me!" Bu Fan was a little surprised.

"Why are you here?" Yan Wei asked, sword intent locked on Bu Fan.

"Just passing by. Bu Fan said, to be honest, he was really just passing by.

He was tired and wanted to find a place to dig a snow cave to rest, and happened to come to the vicinity, and heard the movement of their martial arts competition, so he came out to take a look, and just saw the scene where Yan Wei cut Yan Peng's hand, Bu Fan originally wanted to be unseen, but suddenly felt that if he did this, Yan Qi's side was not easy to explain, so he had to take action.

"I wanted to be the one I didn't see, but ...... There's no way!" Bu Fan said helplessly.

Yan Wei was surprised.

"It seems that the seventh brother's words are not just words!" his expressionless face had a hint of appreciation.

Seeing him like this, Bu Fan immediately asked, "Can you let them go?"

"I didn't want to kill him. ”

"Really?"

"Yes, but I have to make him unthreatening. Yan Wei raised the knife in his hand, pointed at Lu Jian and said, "Don't take it back, leave your hands and feet!"