And this is the top of the phantom's own head.

The flash of metal colliding with the flames set off a burst of sparks.

Under the pull of Ye Qianxing, the blade directly split the phantom from head to toe, turning it into two halves, and the phantom inside was not avoided.

Seeing the mecha corpse on the ground slowly dissipate, Ye Qianxing took a breath, and blood dripped from the position of the tiger's mouth on his hand.

It was too much force just now, and it was torn.

She can't take every strong person lightly, and the strength of these people is worth her all-out.

The wounds in this will not be healed, unless they are resurrected after death, and they will disappear.

But when Ye Qianxing raised his head again, there was still a terrifying battle intent in his eyes, and the flames burning in it could easily be seen that Ye Qianxing's blood was boiling now.

Already, for a long time, there has not been such a hearty battle.

There is a kind of person who is born strong, born to fight, danger, fighting, wandering on the edge of fighting every day, which will only make them more and more sober.

"Found it!"

"Found it!"

"It's her, she's there."

"She seems to be injured, let's go together."

Ye Qianxing carried a sword in his hand, stood up straight, and looked at the team that had been temporarily formed around him, which was five people.

And as the movement here gets bigger and bigger, more and more people gather here.

Ye Qianxing didn't have any nonsense at all, she picked up her sword, swept Qianqiu directly, and shouted: "Come on!" ”

Five-on-one.

The field is full of brilliance, the hundred lights of swords, the fire of weapons, and the blood of life.

Fighting.

Figure.

Ye Qianxing was almost red-eyed, and when she was fighting, she seemed to be very different from usual, like a fierce wolf who wanted to tear all the prey in front of her.

I don't know who cut off one of Ye Qianxing's fingers, but she didn't seem to feel it, and exchanged a little finger for a life.

The other party's eyes widened unwillingly, and slowly disappeared into the air.

Ye Qianxing continued to wander beside the next figure.

The sword fell.

The battle ended in less than half an hour, and the figures of the five people all disappeared into thin air, leaving only Ye Qianxing alone, holding a sword in one hand and standing with his hands in his hands.

The tip of the sword was still dripping blood.

Red lips like blood, eyes clear, hidden beneath it is like an abyss of danger and fierce beasts.

Look around at a lot of people who are watching the excitement.

A lot.

One by one, they were eager to try from the beginning, wanting to join the team to encircle and suppress Ye Qianxing, but now they are discouraged.

"Who's coming?" The voice was not loud, with a whitsiness.

But no one dared to move.

Ye Qianxing has already fought seven people in a row.

She didn't look like anything was wrong at all.

Stand with your hands in your hands and your posture straight.

Even the breath didn't get out of order.

Everyone knows that if you attack in a group, it is possible to kill Ye Qianxing, and you may even get a lot of points.

But......

There is only one Ye Qianxing, and only one person can get points.

And the rest of the people, if they want to take down Ye Qianxing, they don't know how many people will die.

The chance of dying is greater than the chance of getting points yourself, and now besieging is most likely to make wedding dresses for others.

It's okay if Ye Qianxing is really powerless, if he is calm and relaxed, it's completely fine......

That......

According to the ferocity of the one-kill-five just now......

Everyone silently took a step back, but no one left, people are such contradictory creatures, even if they dare not go, but no one wants to leave.