Whether it's peach blossoms or plum blossoms, whether it's grass or wild grass.

These are very fragile things, so fragile that they can be damaged with just a touch.

But it was this extremely ordinary and ordinary peach blossom that blocked Su Shengwan's killer arrow.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly fell silent.

Mr. Two raised his hand and took down the peach blossom that was attached to the center of his eyebrows, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he struggled to get up from the collapsed earth, wanting to look back.

A hand was placed on his shoulder: "You're really embarrassed!"

Mr. Three stood behind him, looked down at the wound left by the broken arm on his shoulder, grinned, and sighed.

Mr. Two looked at him sideways and said, "You don't look better than me." ”

The two of them teased each other, and none of the rest of them bothered them, even Su Shengwan looked at this scene with frowns, and the grandmasters who had made great efforts were also ugly.

Mr. Three appeared here, which means that Zifei has lost.

For the first time, Su Shengwan's face showed a look of amazement, a little incredulous, but he had to believe it, his hands were clenched tightly, not knowing what it was like.

Anger, disbelief, regret, and even some despair.

Zifei will lose.

This is something that no one has ever thought of, because Zifei is not a generation of horizontal pressure, and no one will be his opponent, even Mr. Three.

But he lost.

Su Shengwan opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Zifei"

He wanted to ask if Zifei was still alive, but he didn't ask when the words came to his mouth, as if something was stuck in his throat and couldn't make a sound.

Mr. San knew what he meant, and he was silent for a while and said softly: "Zifei is very strong, if he doesn't stop the trace of the sky, the one who dies will be me." ”

He didn't answer how Zifei was now, but the meaning of his words was clear.

If he loses, he will be the one who dies.

Then since he is standing here now, the dead person is naturally Zifei.

Su Shengwan's pupils shrank, and even those who made a plan couldn't believe it.

Will Zifei die?

This sentence is like a joke, even the Snow Emperor will not believe it. But Mr. Three still said it, which proves that it is not a joke.

Mr. Three looked at him who was silent, and spoke again: "You lost. ”

His voice was very soft and light, but it was full of confidence, even in the face of the ten Heavenly Masters who had just joined the battlefield, he was still able to say with confidence, you have lost.

Because he is Mr. Three.

Su Shengwan didn't speak again, there was only one thing in his mind at this moment, since Mr. Three had killed Zifei, then he would kill Mr. Three, it was as simple as that.

The sea of ink rolled and swept towards the two people below, and at the same time, the three grandmasters of Tiance also moved their hands together.

Mr. Three took a step forward and stood in front of Mr. Two, this is not a peach forest, even far away from the peach forest, but there are still floating peach blossoms around him.

Countless flowers shattered the sea of ink, and a flower fell on Su Shengwan's body, the blood mist burst from his body, and the whole person fell to the ground again.

Three peach blossoms flew lightly, and the three Heavenly Masters spat blood out of their mouths at the same time.

Lu Qinghou slashed off the head of a desolate master with a sword, and Bai Yutang crushed someone's throat.

Tiance and the Grandmaster of the Demon Domain exerted all their strength at the same time, and the seven Grandmasters of the Desolate Man died five people in an instant, seriously injuring two people.

They wanted to continue their work, but they saw fourteen peach blossoms flying towards them.

Bai Yutang's complexion changed drastically, and he put his hand on Lu Qinghou's shoulder and instantly retreated a hundred zhang away.

The other twelve people also dodged one after another, some dodged, and some did not.

A blood mist exploded from the center of the eyebrows, it was just a peach blossom, it was just breathing time, and the five grandmasters died.

Three demon domain demons, two heavenly strategy grandmasters.

The people who avoided looked at this scene in shock, they couldn't believe it, no one dared to believe this scene that happened, they looked at Mr. Three in disbelief, unbelievable.

It's just a few peach blossoms, it's just a few peach blossoms.

The five Grandmasters were killed instantly.

It was just a few peach blossoms, and he didn't even move as he stood there.

Everyone is tense and does not dare to relax in the slightest, and at this time, the slightest carelessness may cost their lives. Su Shengwan stood up from the ground, his body was trembling constantly, and even the breath in his body became very disordered.

The only thing that remained unchanged was his calm eyes.

Mr. San didn't care what the rest of the people around him thought, he just looked at Su Shengwan and said softly: "You want to kill me, but you are seriously injured and can't kill me." ”

Su Shengwan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "I may be seriously injured, but you are more seriously injured than me." ”

Mr. San looked down at his body, nodded and said: "I am indeed more seriously injured than you, and even this body may be broken at any time, but you are not Zifei, no matter how fragmented my body is, you will not be my opponent." ”

Su Shengwan's eyes condensed slightly, and he said seriously: "Won't you know if you try it?"

It's still the same as before, and it's still the way the academy people do things.

Mr. San shook his head and said, "There are some things that you don't need to try to know the result. ”

The only two remaining seriously injured desolate people retreated behind Mr. Three, bowing their heads in a bit of shame.

It was their incompetence that allowed Mr. Three to drag his seriously injured body and continue to fight.

Mr. San's eyes looked around at everyone present, he was just one person, but the thirteen Five Realms Grandmasters on the Tang State side did not dare to take a step forward.

The surroundings suddenly changed, a gust of wind was blowing softly, the flowers and plants under their feet began to disappear, the forest behind them evaporated, and the huge lake in front of them also disappeared, and the fish swimming in the lake were wagging their tails in panic.

The greenery on the southern snow field has disappeared, and the incessant sound of swords between heaven and earth has disappeared at this moment.

Everyone looked up, and then they saw two figures falling from the sky.

Chen Luo and Congpu.

Chen Luo stood beside Su Shengwan, holding a knife in his hand, his body was stained with blood, his shoulders were slightly drooping, and his body was a little rickety.

Congpu stood in front of Mr. San, and his body was undoubtedly much cleaner than the blood-soaked Chen Luo, except for a knife mark on his chest.

The knife is very long, starting from the shoulder and going up between the waist and abdomen.

He stood there without speaking, the aura on his body almost disappearing.

Chen Luo raised his knife, pointed at Mr. San, and said calmly: "The next one is you." ”