The sword has always been the overlord of ten thousand soldiers and is praised by countless passionate men.

Sabre, machete, saber, mother-child sword, large horizontal sword... all kinds of steel knives were brought to the field by these death fighters.

Although Connor's short sword is not as violent and powerful as the long sword, his tricky and sharpness is undoubtedly even more advanced.

"Hadita, force me to take action with all my strength. You are still the first person. Even if you die, you will still be honored!"

The roaring rolled like a tide, Connor danced with a short sword in his hand and his dazzling sword curtain was exposed, showing his domineering aura, swallowing thousands of miles away like a tiger, and the blood-deviled aura spread out of the ring, shaking the whole audience!

As the rounds of events took place, the spectators who were already discouraged suddenly felt as if they were injected with chicken blood, with an excited expression, raising their arms and shouting wildly to cheer for Connor!

Hadita, who was not prepared, seemed to retreat step by step, but in fact, his steps were strange. His strong body was particularly smart and elegant in the dodge and sliding. Every time he could sneak out of Connor's sword light.

"All strength? Connor, the fate of tonight is destined, please accept your fate!"

Hades' eyes were instantly congested, his toes twitched the ground, and his erratic body stopped retreating. He held a knife and slashed his shoulder, broke through the dense sword curtain, and suddenly appeared in front of Connor, turning from fist to claw, and slashed rapidly!

"Go to die!"

The roar was resounding like thunder, and the blood flowing down his shoulders quickly dyed Hades' entire upper body red, creating a visual effect that gave people a terrifying and terrifying violent impact.

Hades's madness made the audience tremble, and no one expected that his playing style would be so desperate.

At this moment, the horror of the Death Fighter was once again fully displayed in front of everyone.

"Want to kill me? Dream!"

Before he could put away the knife, Connor made a quick decision. With the heavy blow, he squatted down instantly, and at the same time, his left hand clenched into a fist and rushed forward fiercely.

Bang!

The claws and the fist collided hard together.

In an instant, blood filled the air.

Hadita's body rushing forward was stopped, but Connor's face was shocked.

What a terrible power!

He was originally the advantage of using fists to claws, but in the collision just now, he suffered a great loss. His whole left hand was instantly bloody and bloody, and severe pain surged along the nerves and impacted the cerebral cortex.

He is worthy of being the second person who is about to win a three hundred consecutive victories after Hei Wuchang. If he hadn't prepared himself in advance tonight, he might have been unable to escape death.

Looking at Hadita, whose eyes were red with blood all over his body, although Connor was shocked by the other party's strength, he did not forget about any occasion. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his left hand. There was still an unstoppable twitching in the corner of his eyes and roared.

"Get out of here!"

"Swish!"

The short sword more than five inches long instantly turned into a stream of light, stabbing at Hadita's palm with fierceness and fierceness.

The cold sword light stimulated Hadita to squint his eyes, and instantly changed his moves, his palms moved horizontally, changing the trajectory, and slapped hard on the blade.

Connor then stood up, the offensive changed in one go, his body suddenly twisted, and swung his feet hard, swept over Hadeta's left waist with great force.

"Bang!"

Hadita's face changed and he suddenly flew out uncontrollably.

"good!"

In an instant, countless people in the audience stood up and the crowd was excited, while those who pressed all the treasures on the mourners couldn't help but look ugly.

I guess no one expected that this would be the result of tonight's battle.

Logically speaking, Hadita should have stepped on Connor's head directly like he was trampling on an ant to death!

"This Connor is a character, and it's really a mistake."

Such a heavyweight figure, the boss of Hesson Boxer's boxing ring will naturally supervise the battle himself, and Connor's extraordinary performance is undoubtedly a bit beyond his expectations.

"Charles, how much money would you lose if Connor survived tonight?"

A silver-haired man with delicate facial features than a woman asked softly.

It was obvious that in front of him, Charles, the controller of the Hesson boxing ring, did not even have a seat.

"Godfather, according to my estimate, if Connor wins this game, we conservatively estimate that we will lose more than one billion."

Although he has been standing now, Charles has no resentment at all. He smiled bitterly at the scene on the ring that was beyond his expectations.

Before the start of this game, at least seven out of the ten people were optimistic about Hadita, and the amount of bets on him was far ahead.

The boxing ring was naturally prepared, adjusting the odds in real time, allowing foreigners to come in and sit on the plate. The purpose is to maximize profits.

Not only the spectators, but also the boxing ring is sure that Hadita will be the final winner, and it is impossible to lose money stupidly. However, after making so many preparations, if Connor becomes unpopular, their boxing ring will suffer heavy losses.

"The chess player was put on by his own chess piece. Charles, you boss, are not competent enough."

The silver-haired man whispered, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"It's my dereliction of duty, Godfather, I'm willing to be punished."

Charles immediately took the crime.

The silver-haired man looked down at the ring, high above, like a god.

"Kang...na!"

Hadita, who was swept out, slowly got up from the ground, his eyes were scarlet, his expression was ferocious, he gritted his teeth, and stared at Connor.

He has experienced so many life-and-death battles, tearing down one opponent after another, but he has never been so embarrassed.

It's a great shame.

"Hadita, I said, tonight is your death date! Go to hell!"

Connor laughed wildly, all his strength exploded in an instant, rushed forward with a big step forward, volleyed, and a large windmill-style rotation of 180 degrees, hanging upside down in the air to Hardy Tower!

The audience looked up, their eyes shaking.

First time.

God blocks the gods and kills the gods. Hadita, who blocks the Buddhas, feels the approaching of death.

Looking at the crack of the mountain and cracking the ground, he tried his best to twist the knife and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"Puff!"

Although the sharp blade was staggered with Hadita's head, it slashed firmly on his neck, and the blade went straight into the flesh, and a shocking blood arrow shot wildly!

With the witness of more than a thousand people, in this arena that has brought countless honors to him, the mourner Hades was cut off with one knife!

"Bang."

My head fell to the ground, but my body had not yet fallen.

The audience was shocked, and then the audience was quiet.

The blood rushing out dyed Connor's face red. He looked crazy and raised his head to smile. He was extremely excited and trembled all over, and he didn't see a black shadow flying towards him quickly and silently, and then directly hit the back of his head.

"puff!"

The laughter suddenly stopped, and Connor's expression was frozen.

In full view of everyone, after killing Hadita, Connor, who created a big upset, fell on the ring soon after.

"What's going on?"
Chapter completed!