"Is this ID famous?" Hearing Chen Fuyun report his ID, Meng Qiansoul was stunned for a moment, then immediately sneered, and asked with a mocking tone.

"Famous?" Chen Fuyun was a little baffled by his mocking question, he squinted his eyes slightly, shook his head lightly and said, "I don't know if this ID is named, listening to your tone, it seems that I have a lot of opinions about this ID." ”

"Of course there are opinions! I killed five people along the way, and there were two guys like you who hid their heads and tails, both of whom claimed to be great masters of punching and destroying gods and kicking war spirits, and called themselves Fallen Stars, but unfortunately, they only had the courage to say this ID, but they did not have the strength to match this ID, and they all died tragically under my Moon-Chasing Lingshuang Knife. Meng Qiansoul smiled coldly.

"That's enough...... Miserable. Chen Fuyun touched his nose and said in a rather sympathetic tone.

"You're the third person to report this ID in front of me, it's miserable, you'll be able to experience it later." Dream Thousand Souls.

"Self-confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is a bit blind, right?" Chen Fuyun said.

"Less nonsense, you strike first. Otherwise, when I run out of patience, you'll die even worse. Meng Qiansoul said: "My goal is to kill the real fallen stars, not people like you who are shy but have the courage to speak out. ”

"In that case, then I might as well be respectful."

Chen Fuyun heard that this dream thousand souls actually let him strike first so calmly, and he felt funny in his heart, but he was also not polite to him, but after he finished saying this polite word, the soles of his feet rubbed on the ground, and his figure swept out.

His speed was unhurried, and he looked like a clown trotting on the stage in Dream Thousand Souls, and approached unhurriedly.

When he was still more than ten steps away from Meng Qiansoul, Chen Fuyun stopped and grinned at him: "You be careful, I'm going to start." ”

Meng Qiansoul glanced at him obliquely, and the blade of the Moon Chasing Lingshuang Knife in his hand was obliquely attached to the ground, and the momentum of his whole body was as cold as eternal ice, which made people shudder.

When he was ten yards away from the dream thousand souls, Chen Fuyun reminded him, and the speed under his feet suddenly increased several times, and the whole person seemed to be reborn, exuding an incomparably powerful momentum.

Chen Fuyun's feet were like meteors flying fire, and his punch was like a shower of rain and wind, and he slammed towards the place where Meng Qiansoul stood.

This punch didn't seem to have any fancy, but when the strong horizontal force of its wrapping came through the wind, the strong wind brought up was awe-inspiring, and Meng Qiansoul couldn't help but jump his eyelids, and secretly said that the opponent he met might really be a fallen star, and the big move just now was really stupid.

At this moment, it was too late to rely on the strong walking position to dodge Chen Fuyun's inevitable blow, Meng Qiansoul took a deep breath, and suddenly swung his knife across his chest when he was in a flash of lightning.

Open!

The dull sound of the flesh fist smashing on the body of the Moon Chasing Lingshuang Knife suddenly spread out at the moment when Meng Qiansoul's horizontal knife was in his chest, and the fierce fist force penetrated the back of the knife and directly crashed into Meng Qiansoul's chest, shaking him all over, and a damage value of up to 2200 hovered above his head.

With this punch, Chen Fuyun did not use the Eight Poles to collapse.

If the Eight Extremes Collapse was used, the Dream Thousand Souls at this moment would have already paid for his arrogant attitude just now at the cost of death.

After Chen Fuyun's blow, the hastily resisted Meng Qiansoul took six or seven steps back before he could stand firm, while Chen Fuyun retracted his fists and froze, looking at him indifferently with a smile on his face.

"Are you really a fallen star?" Meng Qiansoul gritted his teeth lightly, and still asked in disbelief.

"Is it necessary to ask this kind of almost idiotic question a few times?" Chen Fuyun said.

"If you're really a fallen star, then why didn't you use your fame skill Eight Extremes Collapse to kill me directly just now?" Dream Thousand Souls will be suspicious.

"If I kill you in seconds, wouldn't the first few rounds of this city competition be a lot less interesting?" Chen Fuyun smiled faintly and said: "Your strength is quite strong, on the battlefield of flames, it is normal for the strong to look down on me with weak strength, but the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, whether you are a lion or not, let's leave it alone, do you think I look like the kind of rabbit who can be slaughtered by others and has no power to fight back?" ”

Chen Fuyun's words didn't leave any emotion, Meng Qiansoul's face turned blue and red when he heard it, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly slammed the long knife in his hand, pointing directly at Chen Fuyun and said: "Don't talk nonsense, my mother-in-law's preaching will only make me feel that you are a girl, show your weapon, and fight me to the death!" ”

Chen Fuyun smiled faintly and said, "It's easy to say." ”

The reason why he is willing to talk so much with the guy named Meng Qiansoul in front of him is mainly because he wants to provoke him, once a person is provoked, his heart will be confused, and when the fight starts, Chen Fuyun will be able to find his weakness more easily, in this way, before the two of them start fighting, Chen Fuyun has already grasped the initiative in the battle, and the next battle will be decided.

When fighting against a Terran fighter like Dream Thousand Souls, Chen Fuyun habitually took out the Taiji Sword, the Taiji Sword has a good armor-piercing effect, and the texture is light, when Chen Fuyun uses it, it is like flowing water between moving and moving, and his movements are extremely agile.

Admire!

When Meng Qiansoul roared from a distance of twenty yards away with the Moon Chasing Lingshuang Knife that was mopping the floor, the Taiji Sword in Chen Fuyun's hand suddenly let out a crisp sword groan.

Chen Fuyun held the sword in his right hand, his feet were like Ling Bo treading water, and the whole person seemed to turn into a streamer in the extremely fast movement, and with a shuo, he attacked and killed a chilling sword slashed out of the sky by the dream thousand souls.

Bite!

Cha!

At the moment when the sword qi and the sword light were connected, the crisp sound of the sword exchange also came out one after another, and in the dark, I saw that the two figures were slightly shocked, and then they flew back a few steps together, and quickly collided together again like ghosts.

The sword light and sword shadows overlapped, and the inky black and pale Taiji sword qi that surged out from the Tai Chi Sword in Chen Fuyun's hand cut through the air, breaking through the wind, and the cold ice knife conjured up by the Moon Chasing Ling Frost Knife held by Meng Qiansoul froze the surrounding space, and the cold was pressing.

Without waiting or admitting it, the strength of this brave dream thousand soul is indeed not weak, and the speed of his mentality adjustment is also very fast, and Chen Fuyun's agitation just now only made him have a little mood fluctuation.

During the battle, Meng Qiansoul's heart was like a knife in his hand, as cold as frost, without any waves, only full of cold killing thoughts.

When fighting with a guy like Meng Qiansoul, Chen Fuyun didn't dare to be careless at all. The two fought fiercely for thirty or forty rounds between the lightning and flint, and the lion fought the rabbit with all their might.

This sentence, he gave it to Meng Qiansoul just now, if he himself made a big-headed ghost under Meng Qiansoul's knife because of carelessness and turned around and was returned to himself, wouldn't it be very shameless?

Although Meng Qiansoul is strong, compared to the Wind Fighter Winged Angel that Chen Fuyun fought a few days ago, whether it is equipment or movement awareness, he is a little worse, and the only thing worth facing Chen Fuyun is probably his constant heart full of cold killing thoughts.

"Ice and Brute Knife Strength!"

When the battle between the two was fierce, Meng Qiansoul suddenly roared, and the dull roar had not yet completely fallen, only to see that his entire arm holding the knife instantly condensed an infinite cold aura, completely enveloping the Moon Chasing Ling Frost Knife in the cold ice.

"Brute Sword Xuan Ice Slash!"

When he brandished the Moon Chasing Ling Frost Knife, this awe-inspiring long knife with a piercing cold light was like a strange divine weapon made of thousand-year-old Xuan Ice taken out from under the eternal Xuan Ice, and it was awe-inspiring with a strange Xuan Ice, bringing up a strong cold qi that came through his chest!

Meng Qiansoul had already obtained a powerful awakening skill after casting his second professional turn, trying to directly take Chen Fuyun's life with this blow!

The extremely cold sword qi slashed through the barrier of space, and in an instant, it had already fallen on Chen Fuyun's body!

Cha!

At the moment when the sword qi was added, Chen Fuyun's body, which seemed to have no time to dodge, was directly split by the cold and sharp blade, and was cut in two, but Meng Qiansoul could see at a glance that his lore did not cause any damage when he landed on Chen Fuyun's body!

How is this possible?! Meng Qian's eyes shrank, and his face was incredulous.

Just when he was surprised, Chen Fuyun's figure circled behind him in a big C step like a ghost, and a muffled bang came out, and Meng Qiansoul's body was directly pushed up on the spot by a strong force in a hurry!

Eight poles collapse!

Three words slipped coldly from Chen Fuyun's mouth.

At such a close distance, Meng Qiansoul clearly heard what these three words that fell from Chen Fuyun's mouth meant.

Death!

All of them!

Chen Fuyun didn't show any mercy, and the eight poles collapsed like a sledgehammer drum, and suddenly hit the back of Meng Qiansoul's heart, and the three damage values that were so high that Meng Qiansoul was completely desperate slowly rose into the air.

Dream Thousand Souls Die.

Chen Fuyun gathered his fists and froze, exhaled deeply and inhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and waited for the arrival of the next battle.

In the next three battles, Chen Fuyun's opponents were all some consecutive winners who were not weak, but there was no one who could really pose a threat to Chen Fuyun.

In these three battles, someone like Meng Qiansoul who has the strength to make Chen Fuyun fight twelve points of spirit to deal with is even more difficult to find with a lantern.

In this way, Chen Fuyun sang and sang all the way, and directly won ten consecutive victories!

What made Chen Fuyun quite different was that the person he encountered in this tenth battle was actually a familiar person.

Chen Fuyun is not too familiar with her, but her appearance and momentum when she appeared, Chen Fuyun was unforgettable at a glance.

At this moment, he encountered the woman in front of him again, except for being stunned and touching his nose and smiling, there seemed to be no other movements and expressions that could relieve his complicated mood at the moment.