Mr. Monster

For demons and ghosts, the obsidian sword is an artifact for melting flesh and soul, and the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron is a long weapon that is good for defense, so the king of ghosts dances the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron in an airtight manner.Huan Ye, who was holding the obsidian sword, had no way of getting close to the King of Ghosts.

Although Huan Ye was overwhelmed by the ghost king's aura, he could only parry the attack, but had no power to fight back.The ghost king has been unable to succeed for a long time.However, Huan Ye was already drenched in sweat and dripping with blood, while the Ghost King was unscathed.

Every time the ghost king's mighty Pihan and landslides and ground cracks attacks, Huan Ye will defuse them with his ingenious strength.In the shadow of swords and swords, the eyes under the sharp eyebrows became more and more calm and firm, and the will became more and more courageous as he fought.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the final was still going on, and now no one was applauding, no one was chattering, and no one was commenting on the spot, everyone held their breath and stared Big eyes, the eyeballs move with the movement of those two figures!So caught up in this fantastic game, I lost track of time...

As a result, the entire Jiaolin Arena was quiet!The piercing sound of sharp objects colliding and the sound of broken stones were particularly clear.

In fact, the reason why the ghost king has not succeeded is because he hasn't killed yet!He seemed to be waiting for some exciting moment, so before that, he played cat and mouse like a cat and mouse game.

The long battle was not over yet, at a certain moment, the ghost king looked west!Through the tall walls of the Jiaolin Arena, one can see the blood-red sunset slowly sinking to the west.

Xizhao's slanting light outlined Huan Ye's lonely and frail figure, and soon that face with complex expressions but firm eyes melted into the golden sunset.

The sun soon sank to the horizon.

The Jiaolin Arena gradually fell into darkness.This is the first competition that lasts into the evening since the opening of the martial arts competition.

"Deng dong dong..." The high beam lights surrounding the entire stadium in Jiaolin Arena were turned on one by one, making the battlefield at night as bright as day.

While Huan Ye was panting wearily, the Ghost King inadvertently looked in the direction of the special room in the VIP area, the corner of his mouth curled up in a strange arc, his eyes burst out with a terrifying murderous look, and he said with a smile: "It's time to send those old people away." Guys on their way..."

Huan Ye, who caught the ghost king's unusual expression, felt extremely uneasy, what the ghost king was thinking in secret... More and more, he felt that this Demon World Martial Arts Competition was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

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The special room in the VIP area.

The ten elders of the council are secretly discussing the decisive battle between Huan Ye and the Ghost King.

In fact, these ten old men are not superior in terms of fighting strength. At most, they are at the fighting level of a B-rank monster, which Narita can bring down with just one finger.They had to keep all relevant information such as whereabouts and identities highly confidential.

However, they are very smart and know how to take advantage of others' weaknesses to lure them, so they have many good chess pieces that they are willing or have to follow.For example, Queen Narita has important things firmly in their hands.So they can make a lot of noise behind the scenes.

At this time, each elder is actively speaking, and seems to have different opinions:

"The King of Ghosts is a puppet that is more difficult to control than Narita. After getting rid of Narita, it should be discarded."

"Hmph, but that guy's wings have already grown, isn't it too late to get rid of him now?"

"That's why we let the only little bastard who can hold him in the game."

"Looking at the situation, the strength of the Ghost King is far above Huan Ye. If this continues, the Ghost King will undoubtedly win. What countermeasures do you have?"

"Everyone, don't forget that we are the organizers of the martial arts competition, and the final interpretation is in our hands. Even if the ghost king wins, we can judge him to lose as long as we make up a random reason. The key is whether the mixed-race boy Huan Ye is suitable or not. Be our new puppet?"

"He doesn't have anything that we can confuse him. How can a person who can't be tempted be a puppet?"

"You're wrong to say that! His biggest weakness is being emotional. As long as we stick to this point, he will have to obey. For example, the ghost king can threaten him with Hong Ling's life."

"Since the ghost king can threaten him, we can threaten him, and other people can also threaten him. This kind of chess piece that anyone can control is not suitable for being a devil king!"

"That makes sense. In my opinion, neither of these two people can be used. Why don't we sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and wait for them to lose both. We will take action and wipe out both of them at the same time. Then hold the martial arts competition again and support suitable ones. Puppet!"

"That's a great idea..."

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After a tense discussion, the ten elders finally reached a consensus.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" One of the elders asked warily.

"I'm the waiter delivering tea!" A young and crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Hmph, it's so late? Come in!" Although the elder was a little dissatisfied, he pressed the button next to the table to open the door.

"Dear guest, I'm sorry! The alien juice just ran out just now. Finally, the supplier sent it from outside the island in a hurry." A young girl wearing a waitress walked in, followed closely behind. A tall, thin and handsome male waiter with a wooden expression was pushing a small trolley full of various drinks and snacks with both hands.

The girl was beautiful and cute, with a tall and exquisite figure. While twisting her body, her heart was surging, and she visually checked the F cup.Typical angel face, devil figure too!So a few old and strong guys immediately sprayed nosebleeds.

The girl placed the drinks and snacks ordered by each elder in front of everyone one by one.One of the elders reached out his hand to caress the girl's heart, and shouted "good texture"!The old man took the girl's hand again, but his restless eyes were fixed on the girl's dimples.

Disgusted by that layer of old skin on the back of her hand, the girl's face changed drastically, and she screamed "Yah!"

"Little cutie! Are you new here? Why haven't I seen you before? It's too wrong to be a waiter with such good conditions as you. Why don't you play with me in the future! If I praise you, I want to be a member of the Demon Realm." It's not a dream to be a big star!" said the old man, swallowing his saliva.

Damn old man, thinking about unspoken rules!

The girl cursed in her heart, but she glanced at the male waiter standing aside from the corner of her eyes.

The male waiter Mu Yan's expression suddenly cooled down, and a terrible chill rose up.But slowly stretched his hands behind his back.Suddenly, the figure of the male waiter flickered, and the shadow of the knife in the wing room flickered.After the light of the knife dissipated, the male waiter could be seen standing back to his original position, but with a long knife pinned to his waist.At this time the knife was sheathed, and his hand was still on the handle.

Ten heads rolled down on the table at the same time, turning around a few times before coming to rest.

The decapitated torso spewed blood pillars at the same time, splashing each other, like a flower fountain blooming in a magnificent movement.Waving the red pen and ink of Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens on the snow-white wall!

"Being a waiter is really aggrieved! But in order to send you on your way, you have to suffer a little bit. Fortunately, Wu's enchantment detection ability, otherwise we would not have caught you so quickly! You are really not afraid of death! Too weak, don’t hide in a dark corner to save your life, and come to a place like a martial arts competition to watch the excitement, you’re just impatient!” The girl smiled coldly, glanced at the dead old man who belittled her just now, and said to the side The male waiter said: "This old guy's hand! Cut it off!"

The knife flashed again, and a pair of wrinkled and severed hands fell to the ground.

It seemed that the girl's anger had not dissipated, and she added harshly: "Cut off that ungrateful little bug!"

The male waiter obeyed her again without saying a word.

The girl showed a satisfied smile, looked at the battlefield through the glass wall, and said with a smile: "Dear Lord Ghost King, we have settled this place. The rest is up to you!"

These two are none other than Die Yi and Yi Feng, the ghost king's subordinates!