Master Zhong sneered gloomy: "Kill you, my baby is enough."
After saying that, he shook the bell in his hand.
Ding lang lang lang!
The harsh bell sounded, and the person who heard the sound felt a little bored and irritable in his chest.
The eyes of the corpse-refining who was standing behind Master Zhong suddenly opened, and the yellow-brown eyes turned bright red, which was very strange. The corpse-refining made a strange roar, like a night owl.
He rushed out.
The stiff body actually became very fast at that moment.
It's almost as good as the killer who was pinched to his head just now.
The one-eyed middle-aged man's expression condensed. He obviously didn't expect this guy to be so fast, but he was not easy to meet, because he was not an ordinary person, but an ancient martial artist, a yellow-level ancient martial artist.
Ancient martial artists are rare and powerful.
In the past, there was only one Megatron in Hechuan City. After Megatron was abolished, it was difficult to find a second one.
But today, this arena competition for the competition for leaders.
Warriors also became commonplace.
The one-eyed middle-aged man used his internal strength to dodge the attack of refining the corpse, and at the same time, the redness appeared on his palm and he slapped the corpse at refining the corpse.
Although the speed of refining corpses is very fast, it is not flexible.
Bang!
The corpse was photographed.
A gravure mark appeared on the body. After rolling around on the ground, the corpse was refining as if nothing had happened.
He rushed towards the middle-aged man again, and the speed was still very fast.
The face of the one-eyed middle-aged man changed slightly. He had just used his internal force to slap a crack in the stone, but the man actually felt that he had no injuries after being injured.
"Is this a master of horizontal training?" The middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes had a guess in his mind.
"So what if you are a master of Henglian? I think you can block me a few times."
The one-eyed middle-aged man kept relying on his body skills and fighting with the corpse refining. His absolute speed was not as good as the corpse refining, but the flexibility of the warrior's body skills was not comparable to that of the corpse refining, so when fighting, the one-eyed middle-aged man obviously had the upper hand.
From time to time, the corpse was overturned by the one-eyed middle-aged man.
There are already many gravure printing on the body.
Once, the head of the corpse-refining man was chopped into the middle-aged man and sunken into it.
But the corpse refining is still alive.
The middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes gradually showed a hint of nervousness. Even a master of Hengjian would not have been able to get his head dented. He now doubted whether he was a normal person. Facing an indestructible existence, even an ancient martial artist would be nervous.
Suddenly he felt a little dizzy in his head.
In that case, a black shadow pounced on him, squirting.
A large piece of flesh on the one-eyed middle-aged man was plucked off by the sharp nails of the corpse.
The one-eyed middle-aged man howled in pain.
He watched the wound on his chest with blood-cutting, turning it into a dark color, and waves of paralysis and violent itch spread.
"poisonous!"
The middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes said in horror.
"Despicable! It's actually used..."
The one-eyed middle-aged man cursed, but before he could say anything, the corpse refining had already pounced on him and launched a fierce attack, with claw shadows flying one after another.
The middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes felt that his body was becoming more and more serious, and the corpse poison spread.
His hands and feet were not as good as before. He was caught by the corpse refining continuously, and the flesh and blood on his body were scratched off one by one. The face of the one-eyed middle-aged man had already begun to turn blue.
He knew that he was finished, and under the extreme poison, he could not stop the corpse refining.
"Die!"
The one-eyed middle-aged man suddenly ignored the corpse refining and jumped towards Master Zhong who was standing by the ring and sneering.
Although he didn't know how to refine the corpse, he could see that this was definitely not a normal human being, and that Master Zhong was the culprit, so he chose to kill Master Zhong in a crisis that could not escape the disaster.
Under the stimulation of death, the one-eyed middle-aged man burst out at a faster speed than usual.
Even corpse refining can't catch up with him.
He rushed to Master Zhong almost instantly.
Master Zhong seemed to have expected it, and a wicked smile appeared on his dry face, and he stretched out his fingers like a dead branch to point at the one-eyed middle-aged man. A black air rushed out, wrapping the one-eyed middle-aged man.
The one-eyed middle-aged man suddenly fell to the ground, covered in black air. He howled, like a fish on the chopping board, struggling on the ground for a few times, and his body quickly shriveled and turned into a mummy.
"So scary!"
"This man died so miserably."
The audience below were shocked by Master Zhong's methods.
In the box No. 4, Mr. Zheng was proud and looked at Zhao Jun standing next to him and said, "See it. Do you still think that Brother Long is the opponent of Master Zhong."
On the way just now, Zheng Laosi did not let him go. Why did Zhao Jun respect Long Xiaoshan so much?
This is not because he is unhappy that Zhao Jun actually respects Long Xiaoshan more than him.
But because Long Xiaoshan is standing next to Wang Sihai.
So of course he had to ask what the origin of such a young man was.
Zhao Jun told Zheng Laosi that he suffered a loss on Long Xiaoshan, with the purpose of telling Zheng Laosi not to provoke Long Xiaoshan.
But his warning obviously did not work.
Moreover, seeing Master Zhong’s move, he had to admit that Master Zhong was very powerful and even turned a person into a mummy with one finger. This inhuman method is almost the same as Long Xiaoshan’s ability to show that he is not afraid of bullets.
So after Zheng Laosi spoke, he was not sure whether Long Xiaoshan was Master Zhong's opponent.
So he fell silent.
When Zheng Laosi saw Zhao Jun silent, he said lightly: "You are also a big boss in Xiongba County now, and you are actually controlled by a little boy. When he meets Master Zhong, I will ask Master Zhong to force this little boy to hand over the antidote, and then whatever you want to deal with him will be done."
Zhao Jun did not speak.
However, his eyes obviously showed a hint of intent. After all, no one hoped to be controlled by others for the rest of his life, especially when he reached his position, everyone was a hero.
After Master Zhong took the corpse refining down.
The one-eyed middle-aged body was quickly carried away.
The ring was also cleaned up, and then the number turned again.
This time, the numbers were drawn were Room 11 and Room 13.
The two of them came down to fight on the ring...
Soon, after three more fights.
The most outstanding one is the man with scars in the box No. 10.
After he appeared, Long Xiaoshan realized that this person was named Wang Chao, who was the famous Black Fist King in Zhonghai. After he appeared, he kicked the opponent's neck with one kick, and it was straightforward and almost instantly killed.
Game 6.
The numbers kept jumping and suddenly stopped at No. 5 and No. 17.
Wang Sihai breathed quickly and turned his head to look at Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan nodded slightly. He knew that it was his turn to appear in this game, so he slowly stood up!