The strings broke one after another, making a sound that sounded quite crisp to Feng Feiyu, but sounded like a life-threatening sound to the blood, and fell to the ground one after another. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The blood shadow standing not far away, holding a wine glass in his hand, was there for a while.

The five people, Showa, Tie Zhan, Fly, Yuntian, and Kong Gong, glanced at each other, and they all saw a trace of disbelief in each other's eyes.

The crowd that was originally going to watch the excitement in the audience also regained a more comfortable feeling at the moment when the strings broke, although the sound of the piano was directed at Feng Feiyu alone, but they were also quite uncomfortable.

Collecting the shock on his face, the bloody corpse looked at his hand in disbelief.

"Snort!"

The original hard and thick body, at some point, has broken in half.

"Hey, hey, what are you pretending to be thirteen, who said you were going to kill me just now?" Feng Feiyu stood aside and sneered.

Hearing this, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked at Feng Feiyu angrily, and said in a deep voice: "It's just a broken piano, what's the matter if it's broken? I don't need to use my hands to kill you!"

"Are you trying to say that your hands are useless?" Feng Feiyu asked, his figure suddenly running away.

His move completely angered the blood victims, and he, who had already prepared to attack, disappeared from everyone's sight like a sharp sword at the moment when Feng Feiyu moved.

The two figures disappeared in front of and behind, and it was only a matter of a moment, and everyone in the field looked at all this, and instantly boiled.

And in the long sky away from the crowd, Feng Feiyu stood suspended in the air, holding his most convenient weapon, the long flute, in his hand.

On the other hand, looking at the blood, his hands turned into claws, and it seemed that he was about to tear Feng Feiyusheng on the opposite side.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was so deadlocked.

But both of them knew that such a plan was not a long-term strategy, and only a war could calm the hatred between the two, and it was still a war to determine life and death.

After understanding this, Feng Feiyu no longer chose to continue waiting, but directly took the initiative to attack.

His white robe looked quite elegant in the sky, and the long flute in his hand also gave people a suffocating sense of threat, coupled with Feng Feiyu's indifferent eyes to the extreme, it was really difficult to determine whether he would win or lose this battle.

Holding the flute tightly in his hand, his gaze was looking into a void, as if waiting for something to appear.

This distracting move gave the bloody corpse a chance to strike in an instant.

He slowly raised one arm and placed the other hand in the void, as if there was really a guqin under his hand.

As his slender and white fingers twitched the void, beautiful piano sounds poured out from his fingertips, and they flew towards Feng Feiyu in front of him.

Seeing that the almost visible energy reached his side, Feng Feiyu was not distracted, and turned to quickly dodge.

Because he was a step late, a long cut appeared on the robe behind Feng Feiyu in an instant.

In addition to being frightened, he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm and continued to deal with it.

Blood Death sneered, as if he had seen through Feng Feiyu's disguise.

With a slight flick of his fingertips, a sword-like energy quickly aimed at Feng Feiyu and shot out.

Before the shape arrived, the qi had already arrived first, and even Feng Feiyu's eyebrows were blown crooked by this strong energy.

"There's no way, I can only fight hard!" he said, and the long flute instantly blocked in front of him, barely able to resist one or two of his attacks.

But the wrong judgment almost brought Feng Feiyu to a dead end.

At the moment when he raised the flute in front of him, the invisible energy turned into a huge fist and smashed on the flute.

Feng Feiyu, who was not the slightest bit sure, even though the long flute in his hand was extraordinary, but after all, his own strength was still not as little as a little bit, that is, at that moment, his abdomen suddenly ached, and he disappeared into the void with a stumble.

The scene in front of him changed rapidly, and the nearby scenery continued to fly upward, and suddenly, a loud noise made him faint directly.

"Bang!"

A black shadow fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, making an earth-shattering sound, making Showa and the others wake up in an instant.

One of them reacted, and there was another person, who was the Blood Shadow.

At this moment, he looked at the unconscious black shadow that had smashed to the ground, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody figure fell on Feng Feiyu's side.

Looking at the dying Feng Feiyu, the blood wiped the sweat on his palm, and then he suddenly raised his foot at him, and was about to step on it.

The direction he lifted was Feng Feiyu's face.

The two of them appeared in two completely different ways, which once again ignited the enthusiasm of the stranger city spectators, especially when they found out that the leader of the Iron and Blood Mercenary Regiment was bloody and had nothing to do, and let out a loud shout and cheer.

Bloody looked at Feng Feiyu lying on the ground, and a smile appeared indifferently on the corner of his mouth: "If you go down this foot, you will disappear forever!

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed insolently, and then slammed his feet.

Showa Tetsutsu and the others either turned their heads away, or closed their eyes tightly, making it difficult to look directly at such a tragic result.

All faces are full of loss and sadness.

And the blood shadow in the distance is silently chanting in my heart, stepping on it, stepping on it, stepping on it fiercely......!

Everyone only heard the sound of falling, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw an unacceptable scene.

Feng Feiyu was still lying on the ground intact, and beside him, the bloody corpse was also lying on the ground, but he didn't know why.

Everyone couldn't see the complete picture, but the blood shadow could see it clearly, and the moment the blood foot went down, it was actually strangely cut off.

Moreover, what made him even more frightened was that the blood still did not feel the slightest pain.

The bloody leg bones are lying on the ground, and a calf is falling to the side, such a picture is really weird.

Showa Tiezhan and the others seemed to feel the same strange atmosphere, and turned their heads in no particular order.

But at the moment of turning his head, he invariably gasped.

Joy, excitement, excitement, joy, it seems that all kinds of emotions appear on everyone's face in an instant.

Along with it, there are deep doubts.

Obviously, Feng Feiyu has fainted from a serious injury, who is the person who just made a strange move?

It wasn't until Fang Cai that the blood corpse seemed to react, and he looked at his broken leg with a questioning face and raised his head.

In the distance, in the hand of the blood shadow, a short dagger with blood was in his hand...... (To be continued.) )