.Chapter 290 Blood Hands Slaughter

Jinhui showed a smug smile on his face. He had already forced his opponent to a platform less than two meters in radius. There were ravines more than five or six meters wide, completely forming an isolated island.

As long as the opponent jumps from that small platform, he can easily kill him, at least defeat him when he loses the speed and flexibility on the ground.

The long sword slowly pressed down, and the large net composed of sword light was also slowly falling, covering his opponent's head, blocking almost all his retreat.

A vicious light flashed in Jinhui's eyes. He could have directly pressed down the sword net and defeated his opponent in one go, but he was unwilling to do so. He wanted to extend the process as much as possible, so that he could suffer so as to vent the anger he had suffered on him.

Seeing Jin Hui's behavior, Meng Xiang's disgust towards him increased a little more, but he was not worried that the fat man would be defeated by Jin Hui's men, because he seemed to be in a desperate situation, but he did not see the real panic in him. His expression should be pretending.

As the height of the sword net pressing lower and lower, Jin Hui's opponent was like a ball that was kicked and beaten by many people and could not control himself. He rolled around everywhere and was in a very embarrassing state, which made Jin Hui laugh endlessly.

In order to deepen the pain of his opponent, Jin Hui kept shooting sword lights at the platform where he stood, eroding the originally small platform bit by bit, making it smaller and smaller.

At the same time, he also shot a part of the sword light at the opponent's body, destroying his clothes bit by bit, revealing his round and white body, destroying the other party from both spirit and body.

When the platform was about five feet square, the fat man's whole body was almost gone, and at this time the sword net above his head was less than two feet away. He stopped and gave up resisting.

Jin Hui showed the winner's smile, looked at the opponent with a condescending gaze, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, you have no way to escape. If you want to turn the tables, there is no hope. Don't struggle to die. Surrender, you are the only one who surrenders, and kowtows me three times, and I will let you go. After all, what we have to decide is only victory or defeat, not life or death."

The fat man stood there motionless, just looking at Jinhui with an almost dull look, without saying a word. At this time, the Baibao Merchant Company was already cheering, while the Sihai Merchant Company was completely opposite, as if they were lost. After all, the value of an ore with a reserve of 2 billion jin of low-grade magic stones was too high.

Jin Hui was extremely dissatisfied with his opponent's performance, frowned tightly, and asked coldly: "What's wrong? Do you disagree? I don't defeat you completely because I want to leave you with the last bit of face. Don't be ignorant of the good people. I'll ask you the last question, did you agree or not? I'll give you ten breaths of time to consider it. After ten breaths, I really want to take action."

Seeing this, Meng Xiang shook his head secretly, for Jin Hui's vengeance and narrow-mindedness, but more because of his stupidity, because he unknowingly lost his most precious thing - victory.

Just as Jin Hui kept counting, trying to increase the pain of his opponent, he himself did not know that he had reached the verge of failure. When he counted for ten breaths, a circle of faint ripples suddenly appeared on the ground about two feet behind him, and then a man emerged from the middle of the ripples.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes widened because the person who emerged from the ground was Jin Hui's opponent, the fat man who looked quite honest, but the problem was that at this time, there was a fat man standing in front of Jin Hui.

Obviously, the fat man had no intention of solving the problem for everyone, at least not for the time being. He saw that his body was like a gust of wind and suddenly bullied Jin Hui on Jin Hui's back, but Jin Hui seemed to be unaware of it.

Of course, if he had not focused all his energy on the fat man in front of him, he might have found some clues from the onlookers' expressions, but unfortunately he was too focused.

The fat man raised his chubby palm and swung it to Jin Hui's back heart and slapped it viciously. At this time, the fat man showed extremely strong control over power. During the downward slap, the palm wind did not dissipate at all. He did not notice it until his palm was about to touch Jin Hui's back.

There was a muffled sound like a palm slapping on the quilt. The fat man only slapped his palm and rebounded with the help of his palm force, gently retreating like a catkin, and landed on the ripples that had not yet dissipated on the ground and sank into the ground.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Jin Hui, standing with the fat man before, even his expression was exactly the same, which made him very funny, but Jin Hui would never feel like Coke.

His eyes bulged, and he looked in disbelief and said in a stern voice: "You...you...you..."

But as for what he wanted to say in detail, the onlookers and his opponents could no longer hear it, because the moment he said the third word "you", he had collapsed on the ground, like a slug, and the bones in his body seemed to be pulled out all at once.

In fact, the actual situation is not much different from what people see. The fat man has practiced an extremely special palm technique called the Bone-Crafting Palm, and has been practiced to the point of perfection. As long as he is hit by his palm force, the bones in the target's body will instantly turn into powder.

According to Jin Hui's current situation, if there is no miracle or a powerful expert treats him, it is very likely that he will only be able to look so soft in his life.

The fat man looked at Jinhui with pity, looked up and patted the self beside him, and it collapsed silently, turning into a pool of white powder. It turned out that it was just a vivid stone statue.

The fat man took a step forward, like a willow catkin floating in the wind, jumping gently over the nearly ten feet wide gully that lies in front of him and Jinhui, landing lightly in front of Jinhui, looking down at him from a high point, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, your eyesight is too poor. Also, you have too much nonsense. If you have less nonsense, you may have defeated me."

Everyone saw Jin Hui's face pale, dark purple blood oozing out of the corners of his mouth, and his eyes turned and fainted. The fat man walked back to the Sihai Commercial Bank team with light steps, receiving heroic cheers and welcome.

The people at Baibao Trading Company were stunned for a moment before someone went out to pick up Jinhui, who had turned into a pool of mud, and put it aside from it. Many people were unwilling to look at him again, as if he had turned into a pool of disgusting garbage.

However, after Liu Heng announced that the victory of the third game belonged to Baibao Store, everyone's attention turned to the third game that decided the victory or defeat, and he never paid attention to the unlucky Jinhui anymore. It seemed that he had been forgotten by everyone.

Before the players on both sides appeared, the butler of the City Lord's Mansion glanced at the broken field destroyed by Jinhui. He raised his long Shoumei slightly, raised his right foot, and stepped on the ground. Suddenly, a light yellow light emanated from under his feet and instantly spread to the whole audience.

The next moment, the grinning gully was instantly smoothed out. Careful people can also find that not only the venue has become flat, but also the various characteristics before the venue was destroyed were restored one by one, which was exactly the same as before the damage.

Meng Xiang's pupils shrank slightly. He knew what this meant. There was no doubt that Lou Jiang's control over the earth-attributed demonic energy had reached an extremely high level.

However, Meng Xiang quickly calmed down and was as calm as water. Although he was quite sure of victory, he was unwilling to capsize the gutter.

At this time, the players from Sihai Business Company had already appeared. As soon as he appeared, there was a commotion at Baibao Business Company, and many people showed a look of worry, especially Tufeng, which was the most obvious, after all, was the most direct relationship to interests.

Through the whispers of people on his side, Meng Xiang learned that his opponent was named Tu Yuanfeng, nicknamed Blood Hand Ren Tu. He is not only cruel, but also fierce. It is said that he has entered the threshold of the fifth level with one foot. He once had a brilliant record of fighting with a fifth level master and not dead.

At the same time, it also solved a mystery in Meng Xiang's heart. Why did Tu Yuanfeng use his cloak to cover his head and face when drawing lots? It turned out that he did not give the Baibao Business Party any chance to prepare in order not to be early.

Meng Xiang and Tu Yuanfeng stood against each other on the battlefield that was restored. Although the distance between the two exceeded one hundred feet, Meng Xiang could still feel the violent aura coming from Tu Yuanfeng.

He could easily feel the strong smell of blood and murderous intent from Tu Yuanfeng's breath, and from this he could infer that he must be a guy who kills without blinking, and his name is worthy of the Blood Hand Slaughter.

Tu Yuanfeng looked at Meng Xiang, his eyes shining, and he stretched out his dark red tongue and licked his lips, just like a wolf who saw a fat lamb, looking extremely cruel and arrogant.

Tu Yuanfeng held his eyes slanted against Meng Xiang, his eyes full of disdain, and he threatened coldly: "Boy, surrender, otherwise I will cut your stomach open, pull your intestines out, wrap around your neck, and strangle you to death."

Judging from the brutal and bloodthirsty aura he exuded, everyone thought that Tu Yuanfeng's words would never be just intimidation. If Meng Xiang did not surrender, when he found an opportunity, he would definitely put his words into reality. This not only made many people's hearts raise.

Meng Xiang's expression remained unchanged at all, and he responded lightly with a calm look: "Your Excellency, do you have to defeat your opponent with your mouth in the past, right?"

"Boy, since you want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Tu Yuanfeng's eyes ejaculated with bloodthirsty light, and a dark red storm emanated from his body, emitting a strong bloody smell that was about to vomit. Only then did people know that the dark red cloak he was wearing was actually stained with human blood.

Tu Yuanfeng walked towards Meng Xiang, but before he could take a few steps, all kinds of shrill screams appeared in the dark red storm wrapped around him. Then, translucent red figures rose from his cloak, rotating around him constantly, but unable to get out of it.

Meng Xiang looked closely and found that the red figures were extremely miserable, with many missing arms and broken legs, and others had their eyes dug out, their belly cut open, and their skin peeled off. The worst thing was to remove the flesh and blood of the whole body and turn it into a bloody skeleton.

A strong murderous intent rose from Meng Xiang's heart. Although he was practicing the Great Formless Magic Art and the authentic magic art, he had not yet become a cold-blooded animal with a serene heart.

Based on Meng Xiang's perception, he could be sure that the translucent figures surrounding Tu Yuanfeng were not phantoms, but real existences, which meant that they had indeed suffered such cruel treatment during their lifetime.

I don’t know what evil means Tu Yuanfeng used to confine the souls of those who were killed by him and sealed them in his cloak, for his use, forcing them to become his accomplices in his evil deeds.

"Go to die for me" accompanied by Tu Yuanfeng's loud shout, the translucent figures surrounding him flew out one after another, gathered together, forming a torrent, rushing towards Meng Xiang's tide.
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