Hey!

The night feathers opened the black widow's wrist and made a look at the well. The night feathers passed by the black widow.

The black widow stood in the same place with a smile, until the night feathers and wells flew away, the expression of the black widow changed.

The black widow's eyes reveal a deep meaning, and the fibrous jade finger brings a sigh of air to sniff under the nose.

"Good pure spiritual power, still a virgin, sucked your Yinyuan, my sister can advance to Huang Ling, huh, huh..." The black widow's mouth disappeared in the corner.

......

Entangled by the black widows, this made the mood of the night feathers more and more low.

Jing Fei noticed the mood of the night feathers and said: "Miss, the black widow is not low, let's ask the seniors to come."

"For the time being, I would like to see how dangerous this South of the Hidden Dragons are! Go find a platform to see." Night Feather hides the dignity in his eyes.

The black widow is not a rival to the night feathers. There is no fear in the night feathers, but the night feathers are not used to being remembered.

Jingfei took the night feathers and walked over half of the street, turned to the street, and the front view suddenly became bright.

The wide view is not to say that there are no pedestrians in front, but the shops on both sides of the street have disappeared. Instead, there are many huge platforms of more than one meter high.

"Okay! Kill him!" "Get out of the knife, get out of the knife! Give him another knife and he will die!"

The screaming encouragement is full of heat, and a wave of sound constantly hits the eardrum of the night feathers.

There are crowds in front of them, and there are four hundred square meters of stone benches in the half street. Each stone bench is surrounded by many people.

"Miss, this is the collapse of life and death." Jing Fei whispered a sentence.

The night feathers did not answer, and lifted their feet to the crowd, stopping at the edge of a platform.

Two men in the ring are desperately struggling, one is bare-handed and one is holding a wide knife.

What surprised the night feathers was that the man with the wide knife fell into the wind!

On the micro side of the line of sight, there is still a person standing at the corner of the ring. It looks like a referee.

"Jing Fei, the man over there is a referee for life and death?" Yu Yuqi bowed slightly.

"Yes, but he is only responsible for the downfall. If the downfall is immediately killed, the referee will not intervene." Jing Fei whispered.

"Well? So, if you win on the collapse of life and death, is there any difference between losing your life?" The night feathers were surprised and the heart realized the seriousness of the matter.

The South is so chaotic, and the life and death are also attracting attention. From the ring to victory, if you are seriously injured, it is estimated that some people will immediately be targeted. If you want to leave safely, you should avoid injuries in the ring and use strong strength to let those The onlookers scruple, let them not dare to shoot!

But... everyone is a ninth-order master, and it’s life and death. How many of them dare to come here? How easy is it to win easily?

The night feathers took a breath and looked up at the battle on the platform.

At this time, the killing in the field has come to an end. The bare-handed man has already beaten the opposite side, and the wide knife in his hand can only be used to block and no kill.

"This killing, there should be no suspense." Night feathers made a judgment in the heart, the skill of the unarmed man is several times higher than that of the opposite knife. The strength of the two sides is too great.

The two players in the field seem to be responding to the judgment of the night feathers. The night feathers have just finished the conclusion. The bare-handed strong man punches the chest of the strong man with a knife and makes a full blow. The person with the knife suddenly stagnates.

I glanced at the opponent with a horror, and slammed it to the ground.

"Miss, this is over, let's go to other places to see it." Jing Fei regained his gaze from the stage.

"Yeah." The night feathers were going to leave, and the line of sight glanced at the person who lost the battle. The pupil suddenly shrank: "Wait!"