Su Xiaoqi closed his eyes, and his spiritual power radiated out like a tree root rooted in the soil, and he was searching for Feng Yanrou's traces. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info At this time, the most important organ of human beings has become an ornament, but it is not as useful as the "heart eye".

A cloud of black mist spread outward with Su Xiaoqi as the center, and the spiritual power swept through the petals, and the breath felt was either as light as smoke or as strong as a strong arrow. I can feel the sharp edge that pierces my soul, and I can also feel the fragrance of flowers blowing in the wind, but Feng Yanrou seems to have disappeared, and I can't detect the slightest trace she has left behind.

The black mist slowly encroached on the red petals, and suddenly, a fierce aura erupted from one of the flowers in the sea of flowers. Su Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly widened, and the moment his body jumped up, the black soul clothes like a battle armor suddenly condensed and formed, and crashed into it like a boulder thrown by a trebuchet.

But what is surprising is that the "boulder" with the momentum of thunder fell into the air, and when Su Xiaoqi's figure swept up, Feng Yanrou had long since disappeared from where he had moved.

At the same time as he landed, Su Xiaoqi suddenly felt a wind in the back of his head, and Feng Yanrou, whose face was distorted, appeared behind him, and the chaotic flower knife shining with the cold light of the forest slashed at half of his head.

The bright sword light flashed away, and it was not Su Xiaoqi's head that was cut off, but the chaotic peach blossoms. Instead of hot blood, it was crumbling petals.

At such a close distance, under such a swift attack, Su Xiaoqi was able to dodge, which was incredible.

How could he be so fast?!

Feng Yanrou looked at Su Xiaoqi who was three feet away, her eyes were full of shock, but she only hesitated for a moment, then shouted angrily, and while sweeping forward, she swung the knife out again.

This time, Feng Yanrou actually gave up hiding in the flowers, and her heart filled with hatred made her lose her mind, and she only had one thought in her mind, that is, to cut Su Xiaoqi into meat sauce with a quick knife.

Feng Yanrou's knife technique was fast and tricky, and the chaotic knife flew up and down, hitting every fatal part of Su Xiaoqi's body. I saw the shadow of the knife, Feng Yanrou slashed out, the old force was not lost, the new force was born, and every knife was like thunder and lightning, leaving no gap for Su Xiaoqi to counterattack.

However, even if Feng Yanrou's knife technique was as continuous as a storm, he still couldn't help Su Xiaoqi, obviously seeing that he was about to be beheaded by the knife, but he narrowly avoided it.

If he thinks he is lucky once or twice, then dozens or even hundreds of times have been narrowly avoided by Su Xiaoqi, it can only show one thing, Su Xiaoqi deliberately showed that he was in a difficult situation.

When a person can make the battle go his way as he wants, it can only mean one thing, that person is beyond the battle!

While Feng Yanrou felt frightened, the hatred rooted in her heart grew stronger and stronger, almost swallowing her mind, she didn't dare to stop, and stopping the knife meant that Su Xiaoqi's counterattack was coming.

Unfortunately, human power is inexhaustible, Feng Yanrou's knife is not as fast as before, her arm is sore, she can't remember how many knives she swung out, she only feels that the power is constantly draining from her body to the outside.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqi moved, he suddenly clenched his fist, and when Feng Yanrou swung his knife into the air, and an empty door appeared in his chest, his right fist quickly blasted up like thunder.

Feng Yanrou was powerless to block, and in her pupils full of despair, her fists were slowly and rapidly expanding, and finally, her chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, spurting a mouthful of blood mist, kicking back more than ten steps, and falling to the ground.

Su Xiaoqi retreated in time, so he didn't get spurted with blood on his face, but he still smelled the faint sweetness in the air, as if he had walked into a peach blossom forest, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers was everywhere.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoqi's mind was dizzy, his eyes were black, ten thousand stars lit up, and his ears were "buzzing".

Feng Yanrou, who was sitting on the ground, wiped away a wisp of blood from the corner of her mouth, and a strange color gradually appeared on her face, and then she laughed maniacally.

"I didn't expect it, didn't expect it, didn't expect it?" Feng Yanrou's eyes were full of resentment, and every word she spit out seemed to be bitten out, "There is flower poison in my blood, as long as I inhale even a trace of it, my body will be numb, and I can't exert any strength." ”

Su Xiaoqi was about to say something, but before he could say anything, his legs were weak and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

Feng Yanrou ripped off the human skin mask on her face, stared at Su Xiaoqi and let out a sly laugh like a night owl.

Suddenly, her face was full of bruises, as if several earthworms were wriggling on her face.

"Die!!" Feng Yanrou roared wildly, raising her knife and slashing at Su Xiaoqi's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqi raised his head coldly and met Feng Yanrou's eyes full of joy.

Feng Yanrou was shocked, he was poisoned by flowers, Su Xiaoqi's body should be soft, why can his head still be raised?

There was no time to think, and it was even too late to collect at this time, she had already poured all her strength into this knife, if she withdrew the knife, she would be seriously injured just by receiving the backlash. Even if it's wrong, she has to stick to it.

However, the insistence of the vast majority of people is meaningless, especially what Feng Yanrou insisted on is wrong.

Su Xiaoqi moved immediately, his body was still vigorous, and his body was still as fast as an eagle falcon, where were there any signs of poisoning?

The dragon sparrow he refined, the first blood power is invincible!

Su Xiaoqi stuck into Feng Yanrou's arms, and her right fist with the power of Wan Jun suddenly hit Feng Yanrou's abdomen, and her eyes burst out, as if she was about to burst into her sockets and jump out of it.

"Click......

A stream of scarlet blood choked out of Feng Yanrou's throat, and then, Feng Yanrou flew out like a broken sack.

Even if she fell to the ground, Feng Yanrou still couldn't control her body, her back was rubbing, and the knife stabbed the ground, in exchange for a stirred spark.

Later, she grabbed the ground with both hands, but her nails squeaked, and she still couldn't stop her uncontrolled body, but her hands were dripping with blood and her nails were rolled up.

Su Xiaoqi had no intention of fighting with Feng Yanrou round by round, chasing after Feng Yanrou, and when Feng Yanrou stopped, he swung his fist.

He must settle the battle as quickly as possible, and there must be no room for action. Feng Yanrou definitely still has the spirit rune given by Feng Yushan on his body, and now that the two of them are trapped by the enchantment, will Feng Yanrou be crazy and want to die with him?

As Su Xiaoqi guessed, when his fist was about to hit Feng Yanrou's face, Feng Yanrou had an extra golden talisman in his hand.

The speed of spiritual power is always beyond the reach of humans, and the golden talisman flies up and shines with golden light.