"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.
"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, Stinger sneered: "Die."
He has had enough fun and is ready to kill the Mountain once and for all.
The body turns into blue smoke!
A dagger stabbed into Mo Shan's chest fiercely. This time he changed the cut to a stab, and the dagger penetrated deeply into Mo Shan's body. But just when he was about to pull out the dagger, Mo Shan's body suddenly tightened.
, like steel.
At this time, Mo Shan's face no longer looked stupid as before, but showed a ferocious expression. When a fat man like a fool suddenly shows this expression, there is only one feeling, that is, terror.
Sting didn't even pull out the dagger, but his expression changed.
As a killer, he knew he had been tricked.
Then, just when he was about to pull away, Mo Shan's palm-sized hand had already waved over and clamped the Stinger's head violently.
Give it a firm grip!
Boom!
A lot of yellow-red liquid splashed out from between Magic Mountain's fingers...
The sound in the venue fell silent for a moment.
Stinger's body hung limply.
Mo Shan threw his body to the ground, and everyone who saw the stinging head covered their mouths. Even though these viewers were cruel people, they still felt like vomiting when they saw the head.
Mo Shan, who threw away the sting, pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, looked stupid again, and walked off the stage.
Seeing this mountain of flesh covered in blood approaching, the people on both sides of him involuntarily stepped back.
The people below Box 8 roared wildly, almost tearing down the roof.
In Box 1.
Zhou Yushan frowned and said: "This Demon Mountain is so powerful, it can't even match the killer of the Eye of Darkness."
The middle-aged swordsman in white sitting next to him said calmly: "This man's flesh is just an appearance. He is actually a master of body training. His flesh is the most powerful defense. The poisonous dagger cannot break his defense."
, what’s more, a killer’s best skill should be hiding in the dark and waiting for opportunities, but he went to the ring to play head-on with others, only to destroy himself.”
"Mr. Tang, are you sure you can break through the defense of this magic mountain?"
"Him?" The middle-aged swordsman in white smiled faintly, with a proud look on his face: "One sword is enough!"
"With Mr. Tang's words, I feel relieved."
Zhou Yushan's face calmed down.
He knew the identity of this swordsman in white, who came from the Tang family of Tianfu.
Now that the people from the Tang family are here, this arena match is already doomed, and no one can make waves.
The numbers on the big screen jumped again.
After a while, numbers 11 and 4 popped up.
Box No. 4 opens.
An extremely sinister figure in black robes walked out, and behind him followed a "person" with dark brown skin, brown eyes, and an extremely stiff body.
Surprisingly, it was Master Zhong whom Long Xiaoshan had just met in the hall.
"It stinks!"
"What does it smell like? It stinks so much, it smells like dead people."
When Master Zhong walked down, people on the seats along the way covered their noses.
"Refining corpses! This is the warlock from Mangdu!" The swordsman in white in the first box frowned.
"What is corpse refining?" Zhou Yushan asked.
"The person following the warlock is not a human being, but a refined corpse, which was made by refining a dead person using secret techniques."
"What." Even Zhou Yushan, who was the richest man in Hechuan and had an extraordinary bearing, showed a hint of shock at this time. He didn't expect that something like this that only existed in novels and TV could really exist 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."
