Di Fu shook his body slightly and slid backwards, turning his wrist, and the black knife marked the rapid light and shadow in the void, stepping forward, and actively attacked Feng Feiyu.

Feng Feiyu lifted his sword and swept away. The sword light erupted, and a strong sword gas broke out.

His breeze sword contained the strength of the wind system, but it was an understatement. The sword energy and the wind blade were combined into one, sweeping over with an extremely sharp power.

Suddenly the dust was flying and filled the eyes of everyone.

Feng Feiyu's eyes were cold, and he kept moving the Qingfeng sword.

Jian Guang is sharp, the wind blade is sharp.

"Brother is awesome !!" Feng Linger saw Di Fuya stepping back one after another, thinking he had stopped her.

"Your little girl is talking nonsense again, it's so good that it's my boss!" Bai Ze shouted unwillingly.

Feng Linger dismissed: "That stinky woman has been beaten by my brother, she is the worst!"

"Ha ha." Bai Ze sneered, "Skin little girl."

In the battle of life and death, the boss was also forced back by Qin Yuan, but in the end.

Qin Yuan was severed by the boss and his neck was broken!

Only he can see here, the boss seems to be losing ground, in fact, she has been observing Feng Feiyu's sword moves, looking for the most suitable breakthrough point.

Then, make a move! !!

Di Fuya glides back and forth, being forced back by Qingfeng Sword.

Feng Feiyu's eyes were even more arrogant.

Thanks to her being a fourth-order elemental division, she has no strength to fight back!

"Demon druggist, I didn't expect you to be so weak, I have no mood to continue playing with you, let's make a decision!"

Feng Feiyu dropped in a cold voice, crossing the wind into the sword body.

Suddenly, the sword gas surged!

The wind blade issued was also sharper.

Feng Feiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, she spotted her heart, Jian Jian pierced away!

"Old and old!" Bai Ze shouted nervously.

"The sword is not long-sighted. If you accidentally hurt or killed your boss, don't cry your nose!" Feng Linger sarcastically sarcastically.

Jian Xin stabbed straight with a fierce wind.

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly!

Emperor Fuyao suddenly stopped sliding backwards, but instead took the initiative to step forward, stepping forward towards the heart of the sword.

The corner of her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were cold and pressing like the ice in winter.

Feng Feiyu was taken aback by her sudden speed and hurriedly turned her sword.

The sharp blade suddenly passed by.

Emperor Fu shook to see the timing, tapped his toes, and suddenly his body dived like an eagle!

The black sword flickered.

Lock Feng Feiyu's throat straight!

"Brother!" Feng Linger's eyes widened, unbelievable!

There was a pleasant smile on Bai Ze's handsome little face.

Sure enough, it is the boss's habit to observe the opponent's weaknesses when fighting.

"The wind is weak, do you admit defeat?" Di Fu shuddered slightly.

Feng Feiyu, who was locked in her throat, felt that her neck was cold. Maybe she had deliberately forced it, and her neck had made a cut.

"Bad woman, you attacked my brother !!!" Feng Linger yelled angrily.

Emperor Fu shook his gaze and shot at her, "I Yaoqing never did such inferior things."

While she was talking to Feng Linger, Feng Feiyu gritted his teeth, throwing away the Qingfeng sword, and slap it on her shoulder.

Di Fuyao was photographed several meters away.

Feng Feiyu rushed forward with a sword, and the blade reached her eyes instantly.

"Whoever loses is not necessarily winner!" Feng Feiyu's eyes were cold and Jianxin pointed at her heart.

"Unfortunately, your brother's sneak attack, he is the most shameless!" Bai Ze was furious.

Feng Linger blushed, raised his face and said indifferently, "It is your boss who is not as good as anyone, huh!"

"What more can you say?" Feng Feiyu sneered.

The point of the sword was facing her heart, only through thin clothes.

Emperor Fu shakes under the strange blood, slowly drawing a strong bloodthirsty on his face.

"It seems that you still think I am a bully, right?"

"In the battle, there are only the strong and the weak. No one bullies anyone!" Feng Feiyu deliberately exerted his strength.

The sword tip penetrated her clothes at once and cut through her skin.

The scarlet blood permeated quickly, and instantly stained his breeze sword.

"Boss !!" Bai Ze shouted anxiously.

In the face of a deadly threat, instead of panic, Di Fuyao looked at Feng Feiyu with a smile that was as light as water.

"Give you a second to retract your sword."

Feng Feiyu smiled coldly and proudly, "What if you don't accept it, Yaoqing, you are not qualified to come talk to me about the conditions."

"Is it……"

Emperor Fuyao's voice was soft and cold, full of coldness.

Feng Feiyu stared proudly at her.

Who knows, in the next second, an incredible scene happened in front of him.

Di Fuya suddenly clenched the black knife and shot like electricity.

Cold light flashed.

Just hear a crisp sound.

The breeze sword in Feng Feiyu's hand was cut into two by her black sword!

"This !!!" Feng Feiyu held the chopped Qingfeng sword, his face was shocked, like a ghost!

"The wind is weak, you poke me, I like to double the money back."

Di Fu shook her chest with a broken sword tip, and she didn't feel any pain at all, and a teleportation went to Feng Feiyu.

Knife to knife!

Before Feng Feiyu had time to respond, his chest was stabbed several times in succession.

"Hmm--" He fluttered, and squirted blood.

"Brother!" Feng Ling'er's small face was suddenly shocked, and he hurried forward, holding Feng Feiyu's shaky body.

Blood kept flowing from his chest, and a drop dropped to the ground.

"Yaoqing, you are so poisonous!" Feng Feiyu gritted her teeth and looked at her resentfully, and spit again.

This time Feng Linger learned well, and quickly took out the hemostatic pill for him to take.

Although the bleeding had stopped, the chest stabbed by the black sword was a painful burst.

Feng Feiyu's face soon paled, and his sharp eyes were still staring at Di Fuyao.

"How can I be poisoned by you?" Di Fu shook sneer slightly, his gaze glaring.

Shirasawa rejoiced and said, "Feng Feiyu, it was you who hurt my boss first, but my boss just paid you back!"

"Well, I admit it this time, and next time, I will definitely defeat you!" Feng Feiyu turned around and left with an irritability.

Feng Linger grimaced at the two, and hurried to follow him.

"Boss, sit down quickly, I will deal with the sword on your chest!" Bai Ze said eagerly.

Di Fu smiled slightly, "It's okay, I can handle it myself."

Then, she turned to find a hidden fire hole.

Take off your clothes.

The broken sword inserted into the chest was not deep and did not hurt the vitals.

Di Fu shakes his face and pulls the broken sword out of his chest.

Ask if it hurts.

nonsense.

Of course it hurts. If you insert a knife, you can pull it out yourself. Does it hurt?

It's just that she has experienced too much.

In the previous life, he had lived in the blade of a gun and lived on the blade.

Treat the wound yourself, remove the shrapnel, and even cut off the necrotic meat.

She had experienced all of this herself.

As the saying goes, get used to it.

Indeed, she was used to it. Even if she was reborn once, she was also used to cutting meat without changing the color and taking out the broken sword.