Mr. Monster

The entire Jiaolin Arena has been shrouded in the demonic aura of the Ghost King, and everyone is holding their breath and watching the final battle.

But seeing the ghost king jump up, then swoop down, with both hands rounding up the phoenix wings and gold-plated, he slapped Huan Ye on the head!Huan Ye didn't dare to be careless, and immediately raised his sword to meet him, and used the sword body to support the golden phoenix wings.The two weapons collided violently, the aura of good and evil rubbed against each other, and the cold light overflowed, making a deafening collision sound.

The stones under Huan Ye's feet shattered and sunken under the pressure of the ghost king.

Even though Huan Ye tightly gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, it was still difficult to resist the aura of the golden wings of the phoenix wings. Such a frontal collision made his wrists numb!Seeing that the sharp edge of the sword was about to slide towards his face along the sword body, he twisted the sword, relieved the downward pressure of the Phoenix-winged Gold-plated Sword, and jumped out of the range of the demon power of the Phoenix-winged Gold-plated Sword.

The phoenix-winged gold plate took advantage of the situation and hit the position where Huan Ye was originally standing, and there was a loud "rumbling" sound, and a big hole was knocked out of the stone slab!Rubble flew around.Immediately another audience suffers!The gravel was like a bullet, hitting the monsters in the front row of the auditorium, and a large number of them immediately fell down, splashing blood on the spot.

Despite the frequent occurrence of spectator deaths, the organizers just sit back and watch.The reason is that all the players and spectators entering the arena have already signed life and death certificates.Martial arts competition is not responsible for the safety of everyone's life and property.

Under the release of the evil spirit of the ghost king, the host Milan had already been weak all over, sitting on the ground limply and unable to get up.Although the gravel didn't hit her head-on, a small gravel flew over and broke her earring.

Despite her heart palpitations, she bravely picked up the microphone and reported the scene calmly: "The ghost king contestant's phoenix wings and gold-plated iron are really extraordinary! This ground-breaking power is really amazing!" It is indeed a martial arts competition The specially appointed host, Milan, was quite dedicated.

After seeing the terrifying power of the Phoenix-winged Gold-plated Iron, Huan Ye didn't dare to attack head-on, so he began to dodge left and right under the attack of Phoenix-winged Golden-plated Iron.

Although the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron is heavy and bulky, it is not very flexible to swing, but it can still break rocks and crack gold wherever the wind blows, which is very unfavorable for Huan Ye, who is suffering from serious internal injuries and holds a sword.

Amidst the gleaming demonic aura, he was full of dangers!But every time in a critical moment, Huan Ye was always able to avoid the deadly attack of the sharp point in time.However, it is nothing more than evasion.There are several places on his body, because the side blade brushed past him, and was scratched by the evil spirit, and his white clothes were already stained red with blood.

Panting for breath, he stubbornly dodged the ghost king's attack.Every time a blow is avoided, the power of the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron will all fall on the stone slab of the battlefield or the nearby audience seats.

None of the stone bricks paving the floor of the circular arena in the middle is complete.And the spectators in the front row closest to the middle battlefield were all dead.

"Little bastard, how long do you want to dodge?" Seeing Huan Ye Yimai dodging, the King of Ghosts smiled smugly.

Anyway, I plan to kill the little bastard slowly, so there is no rush.When the little bastard is exhausted, let's see how he can escape!Thinking in this way, the ghost king swung his phoenix wings and gilded it to Huan Ye's knees, and Huan Ye quickly jumped back.

After the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron swept away, it lifted up a row of bricks on the floor!The brick rode the hurricane like a perishing stone and hit one side of the battlefield!In that direction, the host Milan was still sitting there unable to move.

"Ah! It's over!" Seeing several boulders weighing more than a thousand catties flying towards him, Milan smiled wryly. It seemed that his hosting career was coming to an end.Moreover, being crushed to death by a boulder, the flesh is blurred, what an ugly death!

Just when Milan thought he was going to die, his body was suddenly picked up in the air, and he jumped away from that place.All those boulders fell on the place where she was stunned just now, forming a pile of smoke and dust billowing ruins!Still in shock, she looked up and was astonished!It turned out that Huan Ye was holding her!

"If you don't want to die in the line of duty, then stand far away!" Huan Ye said lightly.Although he was covered with injuries, Milan felt that his movements were very light and gentle.

There was infinite gratitude in Milan's heart, and he couldn't help but look at Huan Ye again.It was the first time I saw Huan Ye's face at such a close distance, and my heart trembled. This incomparably handsome side face made people sigh that all men look like this, how can women live?As a result, Milan, who had always been calm and calm, was stunned, blushing and stammering: "I don't want to die in the line of duty either! But my feet are weak and I can't walk!"

Before Milan finished speaking, Huan Ye pressed his hand behind Milan's back.Milan felt a warm air passing from Huan Ye's hand to his body.The warm energy brought back the demon power suppressed by the ghost king.So Milan felt that he had regained his strength.

Contestant Huan Ye not only rescued himself at the critical moment of the life-and-death duel, but also instilled demon power into himself?This is simply unreasonable suicide!

I am just a host, if it wasn't for the martial arts competition, I wouldn't have met here at all.To him, he was just a stranger who met by chance!Why did he do this?Milan was still in a daze when he heard Huan Ye's voice again.

"Have the strength to go now? Find a safe place and continue your job. Next time, I won't have time to take care of you." Huan Ye said calmly, and quickly put Milan down.

All the changes were only for a short moment. At this moment, Phoenix Wings and Gold Plating came attacking again, and Huan Ye immediately turned around to divert away the subsequent attacks of the Ghost King.

Only then did Milan see Huan Ye's back with a long scar.From the left shoulder bone to the right rib.This is when Milan was rescued, he was hit by gravel.He was bruised and bruised, it seemed that he had long been numb to the pain, and there was no expression of pain on his calm face.

"Thank you..." Tears welled up in Milan's eyes, and he managed to squeeze out a few words from his choked throat. His voice was so small that he knew that he couldn't hear Huan Ye, who was too distracted by the phoenix wings and gold plating.

She had infinite emotions in her heart: Everyone said that Huan Ye was a cruel and ruthless devil who took people's lives.A person who risked his life to help strangers at the critical moment of life and death has an extremely powerful heart of benevolence!

Milan's mood has never been so excited. At this moment, she could no longer maintain a neutral attitude, and called out loudly: "Huanye, come on!"

Xiao Bai outside the arena looked dumbfounded again, and yelled in wonder: "My good master! What time is it, and you still have time to be a hero to save the beauty? Let me worry less for a while, okay?"

"Oh, this is the charm of Xiaoyeye!" Amy next to her looked at Huanye, who was still fighting bloody on the battlefield, with her cheeks locked in admiration.

Amy immediately drew Xiaobai's fist.Xiaobai beat him to death in annoyance, while gnashing his teeth and cursing: "You scum! The master is almost dead, you still have this idea? I'll beat you to death!"

"Oh, no... Xiao Yeye will never die..." Amy was beaten until she knelt down and begged for mercy, but she realized that she had slipped something as the messenger of hell, so she immediately changed her words: "I know I was wrong, don't beat me face!"