"This fat guy is finished. The killer of the Eye of Darkness is too powerful." The people below made a buzzing sound.
The giant man standing opposite the Eye of Darkness Killer seemed to have not woken up, his expression was stupid, and he was indifferent to the provocation of the Eye of Darkness Killer.
The people below shook their heads.
This is a big silly person, very scary to ordinary people, but this is not an ordinary venue, but the arena for the battle of dragons.
His opponent is a powerful killer.
The Dark Eye Killer snorted coldly.
The body rushed towards the giant man quickly. His body almost turned into a shadow. The giant man raised his hand and swung at the Eye of Darkness killer. His thick arms were like big wooden sticks, and his speed was not slow.
But the Eye of Darkness killer was faster. He curled up quickly and flew past the giant man's armpit like a monkey, while pulling the dagger.
Stab!
Blood splattered.
A long bloody trail stretched from the giant man's ribs to his lower back.
Blood gushes out all of a sudden.
Seeing the blood spurting out, the audience watching the battle in the ring became even more excited. These audiences were not ordinary audiences, they were all underground and subordinates of various big bosses.
These people are usually brave and fierce, and seeing such bloodshed will only make them more excited.
"Sting, sting! Kill him, kill him!"
The people in the auditorium below Box 7 kept shouting and roaring. Stinger was the code name of the Eye of Darkness killer.
In addition, people in box No. 8 were also shouting.
"Magic Mountain, Magic Mountain!"
The stinger is like an extremely flexible poisonous snake in the ring, constantly swimming around. The eyes of ordinary people can only catch a black shadow. This is because of the strong lighting in the venue. If it is a dim environment, even the black shadow may not be visible.
Can't catch it.
Stab, sting!
The sound of daggers piercing flesh kept coming.
In just one minute, the poisonous stings had already cut twenty or thirty bloody wounds on Mo Shan's body. These bloody wounds were all over Mo Shan's body. Although Mo Shan's body was extremely large, after being cut with so many bloody wounds,
, Mo Shan’s body also became dripping with blood.
The people in the stands became even more crazy.
And the stinger seems to enjoy the feeling of constantly cutting its prey.
He even jumped onto a pillar next to the ring. Facing the cheers of the spectators, he bent slightly and performed a gentleman-like courtesy. With his bloody dagger, it was extremely cruel.
In box No. 5, Chuntao's face turned pale.
She, a woman from a village, had never seen such a bloody scene.
Long Xiaoshan patted her back comfortingly and said, "Taozi, close your eyes and stop looking. I didn't let you come in the first place."
Chuntao grabbed Long Xiaoshan's arm and hid behind him.
"Duan Hai was able to hire the killer of the Eye of Darkness," Wang Sihai frowned and said, "He is going to win this game."
The owner of box No. 7 is Duan Hai, a big boss in Hechuan, whose power is as powerful as Wang Sihai's.
"No, he is going to lose." Long Xiaoshan shook his head lightly.
Wang Sihai was stunned and said: "How is it possible? Although the magic mountain is very strong, it can't touch the stinger at all. You see, he has lost too much blood now and his movement speed has obviously slowed down."
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "No, Mo Shan was not injured at all. Don't look at the blood all over his body. Those wounds are actually very shallow. He has been waiting for an opportunity. Just wait, the results will be available soon."
"Really?" Wang Sihai was half convinced.
On the ring, the poisonous thorns sneered: "Death."
He has been playing enough, and he is ready to kill the Magic Mountain completely.
The body becomes a green smoke!
A dagger stabbed into the chest of Magic Mountain fiercely. This time, he was cut into a thorn, and the dagger deeply entered the Magic Mountain body, but when he was about to pull out the dagger, the fat of Magic Mountain suddenly tightened his body.
Like steel.
At this time, Mo Mountain's face was no longer the previous silly, but it was revealed. When a fool -like fat man suddenly showed this expression, there was only one feeling that it was terrible.
Without a dagger at the poisonous thorns, the face changed.
As a killer, he knew he had planned.
Then when he wanted to pull back and retreated, the big hand of the Mo Mountain's Pu Fan had waved over, and he slammed the head of the poisonous thorns.
Hold hard!
Oh!
There are many yellow -red liquid splashing in the seam of Magishan's fingers ...
The sound in the venue was quiet instantly.
The body's body hangs down softly.
Mo Mountain threw his body to the ground, and everyone who saw the head of the thorn covered his mouth. Even if these audiences were ruthless people, they still had a feeling of vomiting when they saw that head.
The magic mountain that threw away the thorn, pulled out the dagger inserted on the chest, and became a silly look, and walked to the stage.
Looking at this bloody meat mountain, the people on both sides could not help but step back.
The people under the box 8 shouted, almost overturning the roof.
In the box 1.
Zhou Yushan frowned: "This magic mountain is so powerful, and even the killer of dark eyes is not his opponent."
The middle -aged swordsman sitting next to him, faintly: "This person's flesh is just a appearance. He is actually a practitioner. His body is the most powerful defense.
What's more, a killer should be the best at the dark and wait for the opportunity to wait for the opportunity, but he ran to the front of the ring to play with the front of people and take himself. "
"Mr. Tang is sure to break the defense of this Magic Mountain?"
"He?" The middle -aged sword guest in white smiled slightly, and his face was proud: "A sword is enough!"
"Mr. Tang said this, I can rest assured."
Zhou Yushan's face calmed down.
He knew the identity of the white swordsman, from the Tang family of Tianfu.
Since the people of the Tang family have come over, the Taiwan competition is doomed, and no one can turn around.
The numbers on the big screen beating again.
After a while, pop -up No. 11 and 4.
Box 4 is opened.
Going out of a black robe and extremely gloomy figure, behind him, following a "person" with dark brown skin, brown eyes, and stiff body.
It was Master Zhong that Long Xiaoshan had just met in the hall.
"Stink!"
"What taste! Stinky, like the taste of the dead."
When Master Zhong walked down, the people in the seats along the way covered their noses.
"Refining corpse! This is the warlock of the capital!" The white swordsman of the box 1 frowned.
"What corpse?" Zhou Yushan asked.
"It is not a person behind the warlock, but a corpse, which is made of the dead people with secret methods."
"What." Even as the richest man in Hechuan, Zhou Yushan, who was extraordinary, showed a hint of shock at this time. I didn't think of things that existed in this novel and TV. They really existed in this world.
At this time, Master Zhong had already walked to the ring.
A one-eyed middle-aged man in Box 11 also jumped onto the ring.
Seeing Master Zhong coming up with others, he sneered: "Why, you're still playing two against one."
I also remembered a burst of cheers below.
Master Zhong gave a sinister sneer and said, "I'll kill you with one of my treasures."