These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

It was like the meeting of two bolts of lightning in the deep clouds.

The two collided only briefly.

However, the violent friction of the sword blades and the tyrannical force made the two of them almost pass each other.

No...it was a sword pass.

"Hey—!"

The ear-piercing, frightening sound of friction suddenly appeared with a brilliant fire.

Among the jumping sparks, Qin Zipei looked at Wei Tu's handsome face.

"You know my strength, right..."

It seems to be saying something incomprehensible.

Missing a sword, Wei Tu turned around, and Qin Zipei's figure had disappeared behind him.

"Whoosh!"

But there was a clear piercing sound coming from above his head.

Astonishingly, Qin Zipei who was holding the sword descended from the sky, the sword was fast and accurate.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

"How did you achieve such a fast speed?!"

"Just now he was clearly behind Wei Tu!"

"It's terrible... This young man is terrible!"

"boom!!"

Centering on Wei Tu, who seemed unprepared on the ground, he was obviously holding a sword, but the moment he fell, it seemed like a heavy hammer had been dropped.

The roar fell to the ground, at the moment of contact.

The floor tiles centered on Wei Tu were lifted and broken, and even the visible area was deeply sunken.

The air wave spreads with dust.

It made the people on the sidelines seem to have experienced a short sandstorm.

And when the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, people could clearly see the situation inside.

I saw the young man in the center standing there unscathed.

Holding a sword in one hand, he confronted the falling Qin Zipei.

The fire is constantly bursting out, as if it is erupting lava.

But such scenes did not continue indefinitely, and soon people noticed the unusual situation.

Beside Wei Tu, a scarlet light flickered, forming a clear circle.

Enclose both of them in this circle.

A red light flickered on the ground, and then...

"This is……"

Yuan Jiacao frowned and already smelled an unusual aura brewing and spreading.

The next thing is... an explosion!

That's right, an explosion!

"puff!!"

For a brief moment.

The scarlet light suddenly soared into the sky, and almost everyone couldn't see the figures of the two clearly.

Because the erupting light is as coquettish as blood.

It was also like a colorful curtain falling from the sky, completely covering the two of them.

What's going on inside... no one knows.

It's just that this strange situation lasted for a short time.

"boom!"

A clear voice came from the blood-colored curtain.

Then a figure flew out from inside!

"It's Qin Zipei!"

"Damn! This Wei Tu is too strong!"

The moment they saw the flying figure clearly, people realized how powerful the young man inside was. This kind of weird move, without knowing whether it was a sword technique, a sword formation or a magic spell, they could only feel its powerful aura .

Wei Tu walked out amidst the blood curtain.

The white clothes on his body seemed to have been dyed red into blood.

But what is surprising is that, following Wei Tu's pace, the blood on his body faded little by little, as if he had life, it gathered towards Qin Zipei not far away, and then disappeared at the bottom of his feet.

"Ah... so Qin Zipei made this thing? I thought it was Wei Tu's..."

"What have you been looking at for a long time?"

Qin Zipei's breathing became heavy.

Wei Tu looked at Qin Zipei.

"I don't advise young people to engage in such flashy things. As you can see, it doesn't work for me."

Qin Zipei stared at him with squinted eyes, the sword was still in his right hand.

Standing up directly from the height, Huang Chang narrowed his eyes and stared at the two teenagers, he murmured softly.

"This is not breath... This is clearly... Zhaixing Building?"

"boom!"

Coming at a gallop, Wei Tu punched Qin Zipei on the cheek as if he had broken the floor tiles.

Qin Zipei's body was sent flying, rolling off the floor tiles.

Wei Tu looked at this from a distance without any unnecessary changes in his eyes, as if he felt that his strength was being crushed, his eyes remained calm, and there was even a little sympathy in his eyes.

I just don't know who this sympathy is for.

"Senior Brother!!"

The voices of green carp and red carp sounded from the audience.

Qin Zipei stood up slowly, and he didn't seem to have suffered much trauma. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his clenched left hand.

Then stared at Wei Tu not far away.

"I thought it would work... at least a little bit."

Wei Tu looked at him with a smile.

"Unfortunately, there is actually no."

"Then... let's do something useful, and save those boring temptations, I don't think you like those either."

Qin Zipei kept his voice low and low.

He lowered his head and held the sword in his left hand.

Wei Tu clearly saw a familiar scene.

The moment he activated it, a scarlet light flowed down his arm until it sank into his palm.

His figure started to grow unbelievably fast, the shadow seemed to still remain on the ground, and the person had already appeared in front of Wei Tu.

"boom!"

The swords staggered, and Wei Tu had time to draw the sword, but the opponent's strength and speed increased exponentially.

I could clearly see that his eyes were filled with scarlet blood.

"I have no choice but to win."

"boom!"

With another strike, a violent shock was transmitted to Wei Tu's tiger's mouth.

He became more and more anxious, and his momentum became more and more powerful, like a gust of wind and a shower.

"There is no way... I envy everyone who has a choice, but I understand that being chosen is a kind of luck in itself."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Above the arena, the light shines everywhere.

Countless sparks, like meteors falling from the sky, can make a small hole when they fall on the ground.

If the raging sword energy is not controlled by an elder with at least dragon-slaying strength, it will inevitably hurt innocent people.

The figures of the two people are even more unpredictable. They are in the south for a while, and they may go to the west for a while.

"So... so, please forgive me, I don't hate anyone, what I hate the most is myself."

A sword parried Wei Tu's sword, and accurately analyzed Wei Tu's sword.

He slashed from top to bottom.

The air is broken.

Wei Tu's clothes were lifted slightly, and his hair still hadn't fallen to his shoulders.

The handsome young man met Qin Zipei's eyes.

He said.

"You haven't won yet, so you don't need to say your testimonials now."

So he drew out his sword, and pointed his sword upwards so that the tips of the swords directly touched each other.

Then slide all the way down!

The tip of the sword rubbed against Qin Zipei's sword until the hilt, and even left clear marks on his sword!

When it reached Qin Zipei's sword hilt, Wei Tu forcibly raised his arm and forced Qin Zipei's arm to move up a little.

The young man in white bullied himself forward, plunged into Qin Zipei's arms, raised his elbow and landed on his throat accurately.

his chest.

his belly.

"puff!"

Qin Zipei, who was spitting blood, was sent flying again.

Not far away, the corners of Qin Zipei's mouth were covered with blood when he stood up again, as if he was on the verge of falling.

In people's eyes, Wei Tu has become the one who takes advantage of the victory and pursues.

He was as swift as a shooting star, and moved towards Qin Zipei with a sword.

And the moment Wei Tu arrived at Qin Zipei's side.

The boy who raised his head and looked helpless laughed.

"Young Master Wei, you've been fooled..."

"..."

"puff!!!"

Countless blood, like the eruption of magma.

All of them erupted from Qin Zipei's body!It was like an explosion centered on Qin Zipei!

roar.