"Brother Li, why is this dance so long? Can we change the song?" Nie Feng said.
"Hold on a little longer, I can't stand this dance either, but Fire Kirin can't stand it even more!" Li Mu replied.
"Stop dancing together, I can beat Fire Kirin to death." Bu Jingyun said with a dark face.
"Brother Yun, beating to death is different from beating to death. It's easier to beat it if you delay it for a while. We have to be more cautious." Li Mu said, "Everyone relax, in the future, the rumors in the martial arts world will only spread that we beat Fire Kirin to death, but we will never know how Fire Kirin died..."
...
Nie Feng didn't care at all about how Fire Kirin died. He held Bu Jingyun with his left hand and Mingyue with his right hand, stepped on the beat, and happily imitated Little Swan. Now he felt like dying.
Bu Jingyun was the same. Since he started dancing, his face was as heavy as the bottom of a pot.
Mingyue was better.
Jian Chen hadn't spoken for a long time. He used to think that Li Xiao was his friend and he could accept everything from his friend, but now, he just wanted to stay away from this friend.
Everyone couldn't understand why there were such anti-human magical powers in the world.
They simply didn't leave anyone a chance to survive.
If they didn't owe Tianjimen a huge favor, they would never want to associate with people from Tianjimen...
They had imagined the scene of fighting the Fire Kirin countless times, but they never thought that it would eventually turn into such a weird situation.
In the sound of brisk music, the Fire Kirin was clearly crying.
That was a mythical beast that had plagued the martial arts world for hundreds of years!
It was tortured to tears by the people of Tianjimen!
Too miserable!
...
When Li Mu and Master Feng appeared, the martial arts world was no longer the pure martial arts world!
Song, song, song!
Dance, dance, dance!
Dances in different languages and styles.
Mingyue once told Nie Feng that there might be a huge world hidden behind Tianjimen.
Nie Feng didn't believe it, but now, he believes it!
From the moment he met Li Mu, he hasn't danced a repeated dance!
Even a huge sect like Tianxiahui can't research so many different kinds of songs and dances...
Looking at Huo Qilin, who was spinning on his toes and looking painful, Nie Feng couldn't imagine what the future world would look like after the rise of Tianjimen!
After all.
Master Feng is still young.
Will everyone not compete in martial arts but dance in the future when they meet?
When he thought of this, Nie Feng had the urge to retire from the world and never ask about worldly affairs again.
...
Share the same sorrow and fate.
For those who have never practiced ballet, it is definitely a torture to force them to dance ballet, and the same is true for those who practice martial arts.
What's more.
Swan Lake is a large-scale ballet with four acts, which takes nearly two hours in total.
They have been dancing for almost an hour!
Their endurance is OK, but they can't hold on on tiptoe!
Master Feng said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, it's almost done! My feet hurt."
"It hurts too!" Li Mu was sweating and felt cramps in his calves. "Hold on, I remember there are still 32 single-leg three-dimensional rotations to be done. Junior sister, if you want to succeed, you must be a little harder on yourself..."
Before he finished speaking,
Nie Feng's heart trembled, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Li, it's almost time, don't dance, we will fight to help you keep the Fire Kirin here."
Jian Chen echoed: "Nie Feng is right, the Fire Kirin has lost its fighting spirit, I have a trick of inexplicable grief, I have never been able to understand the state of mind that Master said, so I can't use it, but at this moment, it should be enough, it can definitely seriously injure the Fire Kirin..."
Mingyue smiled bitterly and said: "If we continue to dance, our legs will cramp!"
Bu Jingyun said concisely and said in a deep voice: "Stop dancing together, and kill the Fire Kirin!"
...
To be honest.
The four of them were almost tortured crazy by the little swan.
Dancing the little swan can actually improve their morale?
This is an unexpected gain. Li Mu glanced at the high-spirited Nie Feng and others, and smiled slightly: "Okay! The Fire Kirin is handed over to you!"
Huh!
The sound of breathing out at the same time.
He didn't cry when his arm was broken, nor when he danced, but after Li Mu said this, Bu Jingyun, the god of death who didn't cry, actually felt like crying.
It's not easy!
Master Feng quickly stopped dancing.
The music stopped abruptly.
Plop!
Fire Kirin fell heavily to the ground.
Nie Feng stretched out his hand, sucked up the Snow Drinking Knife, and rushed to Fire Kirin without hesitation: "Brother Li, leave Fire Kirin to us, don't dance again!"
Bu Jingyun's figure was faster than him. He picked up the Wushuang Sword on the ground like lightning, and rushed to the side of Fire Kirin, with a desperate posture, completely ignoring the high temperature damage caused by the scorching flames.
The Hero Sword was obtained.
A sad sword intent condensed on Jian Chen's body.
The sword moves that Jian Chen had never been able to understand were actually used, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, forming a sword net that covered Fire Kirin.
In order to prevent Master Feng from continuing to use the dance, everyone used all their strength.
Roar!
The sword net hurt the Fire Kirin first.
The Fire Kirin was still adjusting its limbs, and was hit without any defense, and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
Then the Snow Drinking Knife chopped its neck, and the Fire Kirin howled again, shook its head violently, and pushed the Snow Drinking Knife out.
Then.
It broke through the sword net, ignoring the bombardment of Nie Feng and the other two, stared at Master Feng with red eyes, and stopped spitting flames, stepped on the iron hoof, and rushed towards her crookedly.
After dancing the difficult dance for more than an hour, the Fire Kirin's limbs twitched, and it felt that the four legs were not its own!
Despite this, it rushed towards the culprit.
Judging from the posture, it can't get over this hurdle without tearing Master Feng into pieces. Unlike humans who have been tortured by dancing together, the Fire Kirin only wants to take revenge on the spot.
Master Feng can always easily reach the maximum hatred value.
Seeing the Fire Kirin coming, Master Feng's face suddenly changed, screamed, subconsciously took a step back, and hid behind Li Mu.
Li Mu stood in front of Master Feng and shot a shield at the Fire Kirin, but it didn't affect the Fire Kirin who was obsessed with revenge at all. Only Master Feng was left in its eyes.
"Brother, are you still going to dance?" Master Feng asked in a trembling voice.
"Don't dance, we can do it!" Nie Feng's Qinggong was the best. With a flash of his body, he had already blocked the front of the Fire Kirin. The Snow Drinking Knife condensed cold air and chopped it down on the head.
Next was Jian Chen, who used another sword net composed of grief and inexplicable grief to block the Fire Kirin.
The most persistent one was Bu Jingyun, who always stuck to the side of Huo Qilin, the injured side.
While Huo Qilin's attention was on Master Feng, and he was blocked by Nie Feng and Jian Chen, he quickly thrust the Wushuang Sword into Huo Qilin's old wound.
Roar!
Huo Qilin screamed in pain, turned around and bit Bu Jingyun.
Bu Jingyun ignored him and pushed the Wushuang Sword in with both hands.
Puff!
The hot Qilin blood spurted out from the wound, soaking his arm, which was the left arm that was reattached for him. The cloth on Bu Jingyun's arm burned out instantly.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
Nie Feng exclaimed, turned into a tornado, and knocked away Bu Jingyun who was still insisting on pushing the sword in.