Watt and the other two came to Aba Shenghan's side with pale faces, their hearts full of horror.
Just now, the two of them controlled the blood demon phenomenon and blocked the assassin.
The counter-shock force sent back from the blood demon shocked them, who were already seriously injured, to the point where their blood boiled again.
You know, the force that comes back from the shock is the aftermath of the blood demon phenomenon that has been diluted countless times!
It is conceivable that just a little bit of residual energy would injure them.
How terrifying that assassin is!
"No wonder you can force Lord Aba into such a miserable state..."
Looking at the embarrassed Saint Aba, the two Watt brothers couldn't help but have this thought flashing through their minds.
"Ho~!"
The changes in the arena made even Frost Frost Jiao feel uncertain.
It roared in a low voice and cautiously moved away from Aba Shenghan and others.
If it were just the vision of the blood demon that came as a sacrifice, it would still boast that it could fight with it.
However, if you add this guy who suddenly breaks in... the frost dragon who has already opened his spiritual intelligence is very clear.
I am only at the fifth level of peak perfect strength. If I really face the opponent, I am not a match!
Unless... it relaxes the restrictions and "turns into a dragon"! Take this opportunity to advance to the 6th level sequence and carry the power of advancement.
There is also the possibility of giving the opponent a try!
But now...the instructions from the master in his mind forced him to carefully step aside.
He looked at his opponent with vigilance, ready to strangle him at any time and fight to the death.
"Um?"
Aba Shenghan saw the frost dragon shrinking aside and couldn't help but turn his head and look over.
He seemed to have thought of something in his mind, and his body moved slightly, taking a step forward.
The next second, his expression changed.
He suddenly retracted his steps and looked at the location of the Frost Dragon in surprise.
There, at some point, several figures emerged slowly and clearly.
"Why, you're being chased so embarrassingly, and you still want to take action yourself?"
Shen You stepped to the side of his phantom pet, looked at the embarrassed Aba Shenghan over there with disdain, and said.
"What do you mean?!"
Aba Shenghan looked over with an ugly expression as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot.
He really had a narrow escape just now, barely escaping from the hands of that ridiculously powerful woman.
For a moment, he almost suspected that he was going to die here just now!
Having just escaped from the catastrophe of life and death, he faced Shen You's malicious words.
He immediately became angry.
Otherwise, seeing the faint auras emanating from the other party's bodies made him fearful.
Maybe, he might really order the Watt brothers beside him to summon the blood demon vision to come forward and kill the opponent...
The unwilling thoughts circled in his mind, and then were suppressed deep in his heart.
"I don't mean anything. I just want to tell you that according to the rules of the arena, your behavior of breaking into the duel halfway is an illegal operation!"
Shen You looked at the other person slowly, not caring about the dangerous aura on the other person's body.
"What do you want to say?"
Aba Shenghan's face twitched slightly.
"Hey, what do you think?"
Shen You sneered and looked behind him.
There, the figure of Bolans Jinlin happened to fly back from outside.
"Everyone, everyone..."
Bolans Jinlin, who had just returned to the arena, was stared at with worried eyes, and he fell towards this side helplessly.
Behind him, not long after, figures with powerful auras appeared one after another.
But it was some strong men in the imperial city who sensed the abnormal aura here and came over.
There are many level 6 saints among them!
"Aba, what's going on?!"
Someone fell directly from the sky and came to Aba Shenghan's side.
The person who came was a burly man with a brown beard on his face.
"It's rare that you, an old boy, can actually send a distress signal!"
As the big man fell, a fair-faced blond young man followed him on the other side.
I didn't forget to make fun of Aba Shenghan, who looked ugly.
"Huh, Zuo Suo, you know nothing!"
Aba Shenghan, who had always been calm, couldn't help but snorted when he heard the young man's teasing laughter.
For a moment, people kept falling from the sky.
In just ten seconds, the arena was filled with no less than a dozen people.
Among them, there are 6 people who are level 6 saints!
The worst among the remaining people are level 5 priests.
The key point is...these people, covertly or covertly, have something to do with Aba Shenghan!
"Everyone..."
Bolans Jinlin looked at the people gathered in the field. He felt bitter in his heart and didn't know how to proceed.
Each of these uncles is either powerful or holds a high position of authority.
That big man with a brown beard is of the same level as Aba Shenghan.
The commander in charge of the forbidden army in the city!
The status is not weaker than that of the Judgment Department and the Guard Camp, it can be said that it is in the Imperial City of Hanhai.
Apart from His Majesty the Holy Lord, he is a character who is inferior to Zhenzhen alone and superior to ten thousand people!
And the identity of that young man with handsome features and blond hair is even more extraordinary!
His last name is - Hanhai!
Zuosuo Hanhai!
The youngest brother of the current Holy Lord, the fourth prince of Hanhai Imperial City!
As for the others, they are either the deputy chief of a certain department, or they have a close relationship with a big shot...
"What, Bolans? We are just catching up, do you have any objections?"
Zuosuo Hanhai looked over with a proud expression.
"...Your Highness Zuosuo, Xiao, Xiao doesn't mean this..."
Bolans Jinlin almost cried on the spot. He was just a reckless man responsible for guarding the arena!
That damn steward, Hall Jinlin, who was responsible for the daily operations of the arena, was seriously injured in the aftermath of the previous fight.
He was rushed out to save his life. It was not his turn, a reckless man who was only responsible for military support, to face these uncles...
"Oh? That's not what you mean. What do you mean? How many civilians are there?"
Zuo Suo Hanhai squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Yun and others who were standing there calmly.
From the moment he arrived, he had noticed a few people over there.
He was a little surprised by the tyrannical strength of the other party.
Judging from the faces of the other people, they are not very old, and they can achieve this level of strength at this age.
In itself, it represents the other person’s uniqueness.
"Your Highness..." Bolans Jinlin smiled bitterly and could only bite the bullet and explain:
"Your Highness, Lord Aba, the Saint, is betting against another guest who he considers to be a distinguished guest..."
After saying that, he turned his eyes to Chu Yun and others over there.
