The crescent moon scythe, swinging wildly, with a murderous aura, turns the hook.

The three smiling coffin killers stared at Xiao Feng, but they didn't do it in unison.

Only the killer who had one of Xiao Feng's arms cut off rushed forward to meet Xiao Feng's angry blow.

With all his strength, Xiao Feng's figure was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the sickle came, coupled with the vigorous swing, as well as the length of the weapon, it occupied an absolute advantage.

With one blow, the killer retreated straight, Xiao Feng didn't stop, kicked violently, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and shot away at the killer.

"Bell."

There was a crisp sound, and then I saw that Xiao Feng's scythe was bounced back, and it was a void blow.

Immediately after that, the killer led by him rushed up, and a slender soft sword in his hand stabbed out rapidly, and suddenly dozens of sword qi flew towards Xiao Feng.

The special Xiao Feng of the soft wind sword is not unfamiliar, this kind of sword attack is coming, and the killer technique of the offensive has arrived, I don't know how many masters of the same level have died under the sword.

But it's only the same level!

Xiao Feng dragged the sickle in his hand, turned around, and then swirled the sickle, sweeping away with the power of a storm.

The stealth attack hit Xiao Feng's outer defenses, shattering them all.

At the same time, the crescent moon sickle in Xiao Feng's hand flashed a cold light, and it suddenly changed from a whirling dance to a hook.

The scythe of the crescent moon, the blade that shimmered with cold light, slashed at the head of the leading killer as fast as lightning, and even with the killer's calmness, there was a trace of waves on his face.

But this trace of waves was only under the black robe, the figure flew back, the soft sword was erected on the sword, and it was immediately hooked by the sickle, Xiao Feng pulled it violently, and snatched the weapon from the killer's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Feng rushed forward, the leading killer lost his weapon, and with a wave of his hands, the two men behind him rushed up, and the two of them worked together to catch Xiao Feng's blow.

And launched an attack at the same time, facing the two killers, Xiao Feng suddenly fell into the downwind, and Zhang Tianshi was anxious.

Seeing that although Xiao Feng's personal strength was strong, he could not fight the two of them at the same time, so he immediately withdrew the soft wind sword that was hooked out and fell to the ground by Xiao Feng, and immediately joined the battle.

Three people, absolute advantage, Xiao Feng fought more and more hard, and in less than a minute, many injuries appeared all over the body.

At the same time, his attacks also became ineffective, and his body, movements, and even routes were blocked by the three killers.

By this time, his life had been threatened.

But he was powerless to resist, and the blood value of one thousand was slowly decreasing, and the whole person was like being trapped in a cage, at the mercy of others.

Zhang Tianshi watched Xiao Feng fall into the wind on the screen, and his face was about to kill in a hurry, but he had no choice but to pray in his heart that Xiao Feng was safe.

However, the reality is brutal.

"Xiao Feng, you're going to lose."

"Alas, no matter how strong Xiao Feng is, he is not the opponent of the three killers."

The audience all sighed and said that this death match seemed to end with the annihilation of the whole army.

The speed of the soft wind sword is extremely fast, Xiao Feng's movements are almost blocked, and even the skills cannot be used, and by now, he can only be killed.

A sword with a bright light stabbed at his heart, and without accident, a sword pierced the heart.

At this moment, Xiao Feng knew that the fragility of life was a little more fragile than his previous understanding.

At the same time, the system's prompt sounded, announcing the results.

"Player Wu is injured and Wu is wrong, and this death match is a survivor, Xiao Feng."

Such a word made Xiao Feng, who was originally ready to die, startled, opened his eyes, and watched as the Soft Wind Sword pierced into his heart, but there was no pain.

"Hmph, you're in luck." The killer who was the leader snorted, and looked back at the Wu injury who was still holding his head against the big stone, and a large amount of blood flowed out, which was turning into a few jù flying away.

Following the killer's gaze, Xiao Feng realized that it was Wu who committed suicide and took a step ahead of himself, so that the final blow did not affect him.

Wu was injured and begged for death after being abused before, and suicide may be a relief.

Immediately after, Wu Wound turned into fragments and flew away, and those killers slowly disappeared, and it was useless to attack at this moment.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for successfully surviving the deathmatch, and the system will reward you with 2,000 gold coins."

"Ding, the player Xiao Feng wins, bet 500,000 gold coins, get 500,000 gold coins from the other party, deduct the handling fee, and return the gold coins to the player Xiao Feng is 920,000."

The prompt sound of the system sounded continuously, Xiao Feng clicked on it casually, and there was not much joy, and then he wanted to transfer Li Mu 80,000, but found that Li Mu was no longer there.

"Log out." With a soft word, Xiao Feng's body began to disappear, and he soon returned to the original ordinary arena.

Walking out of the arena, Xiao Feng rode the motorcycle and ran back directly, looking at him with a group of surprised eyes behind him.

"Alas!" Zhang Tianshi sighed, for this death match, even if Xiao Feng survived, he didn't feel very happy.

Because of this competition, there are three people who have turned into dust.

The death match ended, with a sad atmosphere, no matter who was the ultimate winner, but the dead were what they didn't want to see.

Today, Cangfeng Town is very depressed, and at the same time, after Xiao Feng left, no one in the arena was interested in competing.

In the southern district, Lu Yunqing and others still didn't know about Li Mu's fall from the cliff, and they were on the way to the southern district at the moment.

Recently, Mo Xun's eyes have become more and more blurred, and by now, his eyes have lost their light.

After careful inspection, medical players didn't know what the reason was, which made Mo Xun, who was originally lively, become silent.

"Mo Xun, when you get to the Southern District, find a player with high medical skills, and you will definitely be able to cure your eyes."

Lu Yunqing walked up to Mo Xun's side, patted Mo Xun's shoulder, and said comfortingly.

"Yes, there are a lot of miracles in the current era, and there must be a way to cure your eyes." Zhang Kui said in agreement.

And Mo Xun didn't answer the two, just closed his left eye and tried to see with his right eye, but the result was darkness.

Since the last time he came out of the ancient tomb, Mo Xun's right eye has become more and more blurred, and then he opened the magic eye once, and his right eye became blind.

"Alas!" Lu Yunqing shook his head and sighed, not knowing what to do.

Han Xinyu looked at Mo Xun's sad appearance, and he didn't know what to do? If Li Mu was here, maybe there would be a little way.

However, Li Mu, the owner of this name, may never see each other again.