"Yuyang Feihong?" Hearing this name, Su Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

The surname 'Yuyang' is not common, he heard Liuying say, this time Yuyang Xiu brought his son Yuyang Feihong to participate in the silver assessment, and the other party's talent is amazing, and he directly advanced to the second round as a seeded player.

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant and domineering, it was seven or eight points similar to when Yuyang Xiu bullied Liuying, and he expected that it was really not a family, and he would not enter the door.

In this way, it makes sense for the other party to openly come to find fault, after all, Su Yi alone eliminated all the three killers under Yuyang Xiu's seat. Moreover, Yuyang Xiu and Liuying have long had a disagreement, and it is impossible for the other party to allow Liuying's subordinates to successfully advance.

Su Yi snorted, pretending to be angry and said, "I treat you with courtesy, but you insult me so much, do you really think that Su is a muddy person?"

"Hehehe!" Yuyang Feihong raised his head and sneered: "Are you still fucking muddy, if you make mud, then it's really insulting to mud, you are made of fucking shit, stinky dog shit is not as good!"

He just wants to insult Su Yi, if Su Yi makes the first move, it will be a violation of the Death Ordinance, if the other party has been swallowing his anger, then endure it until death, and wait until he is in the ring to be completely toyed with.

Hearing such foul language, Su Yi sneered in his heart, don't look at the other party's scolding now, he is about to pull the list!

His mind moved, and the token space sounding mysteries stopped. There is evidence of insults in the voice, and there is the name of Yuyang Feihong, which is enough. The rest is just the sound of killing chickens and slaughtering sheep, and once it is recorded, it will have a bad impact on yourself.

Su Yi put the token back into his pocket, he was silent, and suddenly his five fingers poked out into claws, and the platinum battle qi turned into silver mangs, which radiated from the nails of the five fingers, as if five sharp swords went straight to the door of Yuyang Feihong.

"What? you want to kill me?" At this moment, Yuyang Feihong was stunned, he thought that the other party was a soft persimmon, and he couldn't stand up anyway, but he didn't expect the other party to be like a biting dog, silently and suddenly!

However, this is just right! It is just right to give the law enforcement team a pretext to sanction him.

The two of them fought within the Grim Reaper, and the one who did it first died! Now that he killed Su Yi, it could be regarded as legitimate defense at most.

At this moment, Yuyang Feihong no longer had any scruples, and put his two fingers together and sharply tapped the golden sword shadow in the center of his eyebrows.

"The Heavenly Demon is messy, the art of true eyewitnessing!"

Reciting the true name of the mystery has the effect of cohesion and enhancing the power of the mystery. According to the previous information, Su Yi had a record of fighting dozens of masters alone, and Yuyang Feihong did not dare to take it lightly, and used his killer weapon as soon as he came up.

With his loud shout, a golden sword shadow shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, a blue-faced heavenly demon with fangs and wings on his back and a golden giant sword appeared in the blink of an eye.

This Heavenly Demon was holding a giant sword, with two wings and one fan, and the speed was as fast as lightning, killing Su Yi in an instant.

Boom!

Su Yi poked out with a claw, and was grasping on the golden giant sword stabbed by the demon that day, clicking, and the golden blade that blew off his hair was actually caught.

His claws continued to probe forward, piercing through the Heavenly Demon's outstretched giant palm, grabbing the other's neck covered in bone spurs and nodules.

With a slight turn of the claw, the silver light on the five fingers was like the sharpest blade in the world, directly cutting off the thick neck of the Heavenly Demon Face Plate.

Bang Bang Bang!

The golden blood was sprinkled in the air, falling like a torrential rain, and it snorted Yuyang Feihong's head and face.

"How...... How could it be...... So strong?" Yuyang Feihong's face turned pale, he didn't expect that his strongest blow would be broken casually.

After the death of the giant sword Heavenly Demon who shared weal and woe with him, the golden sword shadow in the center of his eyebrows also quickly dimmed, and his strength had already been abolished.

The long black hair, which was originally windless and automatic, was wet with the golden blood of the Heavenly Demon at the moment, tangled and stuck with each other, and it looked like a chicken in the soup, to be precise, a chicken in the yellow soup of.

According to the previous information, Su Yi should have the cultivation from the late stage of the grandmaster to the peak of the grandmaster, and he thought that he was weaker than Su Yi in terms of cultivation, but he had a very high degree of goldenness, and he was confident that he was slightly better at this point.

On the whole, he thinks that he is similar to Su Yi's cultivation, and he also has a powerful swordsmanship, and if he really fights, even if he can't beat it, there is no problem in escaping.

Can ...... now He only felt a chill all over his body, and the other party was by no means a figure he could resist, which already made him feel a fear of dying.

"No, I can't die!" Although Yuyang Feihong is a fool, he is not a brainless person.

Before he came to provoke Su Yi, in order to prevent the other party from having a bad temper and really doing something with him, he had already greeted a member of the law enforcement team who was familiar with his father, and that person was on the gangway, as long as he shouted, the person would rush down the gangway in an instant to help him implement Su Yi's charge of making the first move.

This was originally just a backhand left by him, but now it has become a lifesaver.

"Uncle Wang, save ......"

Yuyang Feihong turned his head and was about to call for help, but before he could finish his sentence, Su Yi's five fingers were unstoppable and continued to probe forward, directly rushing through the defense between his arms, grabbing his neck and lifting him up.

He felt as if his neck had been clamped by iron tongs all at once, and his mouth opened wide and his eyes widened, but unfortunately he couldn't even say half a word.

His breathing was rapid, and he snorted like a bellows, but because the throat was pinched by Su Yizhong's technique, a trace of air could not be inhaled into his lungs.

Yuyang Feihong's limbs were pulling and kicking around, his handsome eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't do it at the moment.

At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the gangway.

At the same time, a cold and murderous voice sounded from behind Su Yi: "Wang Qing of the law enforcement team is here, quickly put down Yuyang Feihong, you can act as if this incident did not happen, open the net, spare you from death!"

"Law enforcement team?" Su Yi held Yuyang Feihong in one hand, and turned his head slightly to look back.

I saw that a man with a black scarf and a masked face, burly and dressed in a strong suit had already descended the gangway and came behind him.

Su Yi smiled slightly: "Spare me not to die?" Hehe, what did Su do that he did that he needs your forgiveness?"

As he said this, his subordinates exerted force again, and five silver seven rays appeared, like five snow-bright steel knives gently sliding across Yuyang Feihong's neck.

Boom.

A big human head flew into the sky, hit the ground and bounced, then rolled to the side with a grunt.

Yuyang Feihong's body slipped weakly in Su Yi's hands, and his headless body fell to the ground, and the blood in his cavity gushed out, dyeing the originally orange-yellow floor bright red.