Chapter 218: In the Face of Death, We Call the Shots
Things happened so fast that it was unimaginable for the seven people of the Wuqi Demon Kingdom to die, and one of their teammates died directly.
At the last moment, they still had the advantage, but they didn't expect Ye Qingfeng and the others to suddenly kill the same person, and they didn't care about the attacks of other people at all.
They are just a moment faster than everyone else, but this moment is enough to decide the victory, and in the face of death, a breath is enough to decide everything.
And when they attacked Ye Qingfeng and the others as if they were retaliating, the elusive Xiao Feiyan ended the little girl's remaining life.
They froze, barely believing their eyes.
Ye Qingfeng and the others stood in front of them, looking at them lightly.
"Actually, I don't know why Chiyou has the confidence to make this bet with us, although the seven of you seem to be just trying to restrain us, but it's just a one-on-one competition. ”
Ye Qingfeng said expressionlessly: "Once it comes to death, when it comes to desperateness, the one-to-one rule doesn't make sense at all, you are actually as weak as a swarm of ants in front of us." ”
Bai Wuwu smiled: "Just now I said that as long as I work hard, that kid can't beat me, he probably doesn't believe it, he didn't think about it, I may not be able to die after I hit him, but he will only end up with broken bones after a few hits from me." ”
Mu Zibai said: "That place in the Demon Kingdom of Wuqi, after all, is **stable, no matter how harsh and hard your cultivation is, there is too little blood you see." If you have not gone through the real tempering of life and death, the test of blood and fire, then you will be weak in the face of death, just as we were at the beginning. ”
Hua Xie Yu smiled: "How to end them?"
"Well, give them a chance to lose convincingly!"
Ye Qingfeng strode out with the Star Soul Sword, pointed at the thin man with the black knife, and said slowly: "Presumably you are very unconvinced, I will give you a chance to make a fair decision now, and let you know what it means to kill a sword from the battlefield." ”
Ye Qingfeng's body shone with golden light, and the Star Soul Sword in his hand trembled, as if he was longing for blood.
"You're looking for death!"
The thin man strode over with a knife, and slashed directly at Ye Qingfeng, the powerful sword set off a black curtain, and the two were instantly entangled together.
Xue Qianxun also walked out and said lightly: "That little fat man who used spells, come out, my sister will also give you a chance to convince you to lose." ”
The little fat man trembled with anger, and as soon as he stepped out, a strong wind surged behind him.
"Wild sand!"
Yukichihiro did not hesitate and directly started fighting.
Mu Zibai looked at the white-clothed Confucian in front of him, and the two walked aside as if they had a tacit understanding, and started their sealing technique at the same time.
Hua Xie Yu sacrificed his wooden staff, and with a slash towards the sky, Tiangang's sword qi gushed out, and he went straight forward to kill.
The sloppy man with his sword came straight at her, forcing her to retreat in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Ling Shuangyue shook her head and sighed, then held the torch and swaggered towards the city gate.
The flat-headed man's face changed, and he exclaimed, "You!"
As soon as he said his words, Xiao Feiyan stood in front of him, his indifferent eyes locked on him, and the dagger in his hand exuded a strange light.
Ling Shuangyue looked at him, shook her head slightly, and sighed: "You are too simple, have you forgotten that someone has died?
As she spoke, she strode out.
Everyone around them yelled in a hurry, but they were stopped by Ye Qingfeng and others, and they really couldn't get out of it in a short time, and Ling Shuangyue only needed a few breaths to go out.
"You mean!
The man with the black knife couldn't find a new word to scold Ye Qingfeng and the others for a while, so he could only watch Ling Shuangyue walk out of the Eastern City Gate with the torch.
Outside the Eastern City Gate, the people saw Ling Shuangyue walk out, and they immediately burst into huge cheers.
The scene was very lively, and all the heads looked at each other and smiled.
Chi You frowned, and suddenly said, "I seem to be careless, those seven people are not their opponents at all." ”
The Bull Demon King said: "If it is really a one-on-one competition, those seven people can indeed win them, but this is not a one-on-one, nor a competition, but both victory and defeat, but also life and death." ”
"In the face of the test of life and death, they are already familiar with the road, and the seven people have seen too little blood. ”
Chi You took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and said, "It's careless, it seems that it's only a matter of time before they lose." ”
Zhen Yuanzi said: "If nothing else, it should be like this." ”
Chi You glanced at Faceless and said slowly: "Then let's keep our eyes open and take a good look at how they won." ”
Faceless was seen by this look and his whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar, these seven people were indeed chosen by him, and he promised that he would definitely be able to defeat Ye Qingfeng and others, but he didn't expect that in the face of death, all his strength would change greatly.
At least the seven young people in Jiuli are afraid of death, and Ye Qingfeng and the others already know where the boundary between life and death is.
Ling Shuangyue put the torch on the competition platform and ran back quickly, although she had nothing to worry about, but after all, she had to go back to support.
The battle between Ye Qingfeng and the skinny swordsman has entered a white-hot one, and the vitality of the two is indulging, and it is difficult to separate, but the thin swordsman is already retreating.
Ye Qingfeng's body was covered with blood, he had been stabbed at least seven or eight times, but each knife was not critical, he knew where he could be stabbed and where he could not be stabbed.
As for the thin man, he was only afraid of the sword, because he did not understand where he could be destroyed and where he could not.
"You give me death!"
His face was hideous, he roared angrily, and stabbed straight out, heading towards Ye Qingfeng's chest.
Ye Qingfeng squinted and smiled, he didn't dodge, didn't retreat, didn't block, but stabbed at him with the Star Soul Sword, as if he was going to die together.
The thin man's heart trembled, and after a little hesitation, the knife still stabbed into Ye Qingfeng's body, and Ye Qingfeng's sword also stabbed into his body.
"Hmm..."
Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he looked at Ye Qingfeng with wide eyes, his eyes were full of fear, because he saw that Ye Qingfeng was also vomiting blood, but he did smile.
Ye Qingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned with difficulty: "Boy, you are still afraid of death in the end, you hesitated, your knife deviated three inches from my heart, I can't die, but you are dead, because my sword never hesitates, and it just pierces your heart." ”
Ye Qingfeng pulled out his sword, took a few steps back, and staggered to finally stand firm.
The skinny man had fallen to the ground and began to convulse.
Ye Qingfeng propped himself on the ground with his sword, forcibly stood up, and then said with a smile: "In addition, I forgot to tell you that my sword was quenched with poison before it came in." ”
"You... You mean!"
The thin man was almost dying, and he trembled with anger when he heard this.
Ye Qingfeng smiled weakly: "I don't know what poison is quenched, but Senior Sister Xiao's poison must not be too gentle, you will definitely die if you die, go with peace of mind, be a smart person in the next life, and be a ruthless person." ”
"You... You won't be able to win ......"
The thin man's body stiffened, and he finally lost his breath completely.
Ye Qingfeng sat on the ground, panting, sweating profusely: "Nonsense, as long as it's a victory, it doesn't matter what the fuck is martial arts or not, you still can't tell what a martial arts competition is, what is life and death, you are too backward ideologically, and you still want to win us?"
"Stop talking. ”
Ling Shuangyue hurriedly ran over, and hurriedly played two lotus blossoms to stabilize Ye Qingfeng's injuries and slowly heal him.
Ye Qingfeng sighed, his face was pale and said, "It's okay, I really didn't hurt my heart, I can't die." ”
"Oh, stop talking, don't let me worry about you anymore. ”
Ling Shuangyue put her hands on his back, and her voice was full of crying.
Ye Qingfeng hurriedly shut up and concentrated on healing.
On the other side, Bai Wuwu panted and laughed: "Come on, the kid continues to come, Lao Tzu is still standing firm, and slowly play with you." ”
He smiled fiercely, just because his injuries were already very serious, at least twice as heavy as the other party, but he was still standing firm, and the other party was already unsteady.
Bai Wuwu ran over, smashed a fist on this person's chest, and grinned: "Fuck you, isn't it the Kunpeng bloodline? Isn't your strength invincible? Your strength is strong, but you don't resist fighting! Your strength is almost twice as strong as mine, but I am at least five times more resistant than you, so how the fuck can you win me." ”
"Look at you like this, isn't it just a few broken ribs, isn't it just a broken leg, as for the pain like this? As for making yourself look like you're going to die? Lao Tzu has more broken bones than you. ”
Bai Wuwu smashed down with another punch, smashing this person's chest directly into it.
He gasped, gritted his teeth, and said: "Fuck, I'm more ruthless than Lao Bai? Lao Tzu didn't die when he was disemboweled, what kind of bullshit are you? You can't bear to scream and scream when you break your leg, and you still learn to shout what to fight for life and death? Death, is it that simple?"
He spoke, venting the anger in his heart, and then collapsed on the ground, no longer caring about the dead corpse beside him.
He was also tired and needed someone to heal his injuries, thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh that Brother Qingfeng was too happy, wasn't he just stabbed, it made it look like his soul was going to go out of his body.
"You've lost. ”
Xiao Feiyan looked at the flat-headed man and said lightly: "Ye Qingfeng and Bai Wuwu, these two people are notoriously deadly, playing life and death battles with them, in my opinion, ordinary demon kings are not good, their willpower and vitality are too tenacious." ”
"Although I have only been in contact with them for a short time, I know too well that this kind of person is hard to kill. ”
The flat-headed man said, "What about Mu Zibai, does he have a chance of winning?"
Xiao Feiyan was still expressionless, and said slowly: "Mu Zibai is a smart person, not an upright person. ”
"Hmm, as far as I know, he's a disciple of the Seven Stars. ”
Xiao Feiyan said: "But this doesn't mean that he is an honest man, he is very cunning, but he hides too deeply." ”
The flat-headed man wondered, "For example?"
Xiao Feiyan said: "For example, he told me just now, let me wait a while while they are sealed and can't move, let a poisonous insect bite that white-clothed Confucian to death." ”
The flat-headed man was shocked and said, "You let it go?"
"Hmm. ”
Xiao Feiyan nodded, and when she was using this, on the other side, the white-clothed man opposite Mu Zibai spurted black blood from his mouth, and he fell straight down.