Mr. Monster

After nightfall, the Jiaolin Arena was close to ten degrees below zero.

The blood scattered all over the battlefield has already condensed into crystal clear ice flowers.

Huan Ye knew that when the bell rang in the early morning, which means the first month came, he would lose all his demonic power and even die.There is not much time left now... he will die anyway, he wants to die more meaningfully...

The experience of 16 years is still vivid, and the faces of those who have passed away come to mind again.Only by winning this game can he save his mother and stop the ghost king from continuing to kill.With blood on his hands, he is not qualified to judge the ghost king's merits and demerits, so in his eyes, there is only the determination to win but not the hatred to kill the ghost king.

However, the ghost king's heart has long since built a cold wall after the two encounters.The ghost king used the phoenix wings to be gold-plated, in fact, to prevent him from approaching!

It was this reserved battle mentality that made his situation even more dangerous.

It may be that time counts down like an hourglass, and the anxiety is approaching the end. Originally, Yimei's strategy of avoiding the ghost king's frontal attack and side flashing attack as a secondary strategy suddenly changed!

So when the Ghost King swung his phoenix wings to stab at him again, he looked at each other with cold eyes, stood still, neither dodging nor dodging, and blocked with his horizontal sword. With a loud sound of "Dang", the tip of the phoenix-winged gold-plated spear hit the body of the obsidian sword.

Huan Ye gritted his teeth and took a step back, trying to block the shot.

This is straight head-to-head!

The audience dared not speak out, and wanted to know whether the obsidian sword was strong, or the golden phoenix wings were sharp!

The ghost king smiled contemptuously, and kept pushing forward.Huan Ye's hand holding the sword was shaking, and traces of blood continued to ooze from the corner of his mouth.The continuous fierce battle made the internal injuries worsen.If it weren't for the extraordinary willpower to hold on, yesterday he hung the blood bag for a day, and with the capital that can be expended, that dilapidated body would have collapsed long ago.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the blade of the sword where it touched the tip of the spear!The sword body let out a whining cry, and at the same time it glowed with a dazzling multicolored halo.This seems to be crying farewell to the master before dying.

Huan Ye was taken aback, even the Obsidian Sword couldn't hold it anymore?This is my father's relic. I didn't expect that the first time I used it officially, I would ruin it in my own hands.For a moment, he felt inexplicably sad.

In fact, this sword was already broken into pieces, even if it was re-smelted, it would be easy to break, and it was not as strong as before.

Before Huan Ye's heart ached for too long, after a clear sound of "thunderbolt crackling", the obsidian sword finally could not bear the heavy blow of phoenix wings and gold plating, and it split into countless black crystal fragments, flying around like sparkling dust stars.

But without the resistance of the obsidian sword, the sharp spear tip and the two barbed side blades "clicked" and pierced straight into Huan Ye's abdomen.

As soon as the ghost king retracted his elbow, he pulled back the golden phoenix wing with blood and flesh.With a flick in the air, all the blood on the side blade of the sharp spear was thrown away.

Huan Ye fell forward with a "plop", and blood soon seeped from the three deep blood holes in his abdomen, spreading out a sea of ​​blood.

"Master!" Xiao Bai watched until tears rolled in his eyes.But rushing out now, the master will definitely not accept his rescue, so Xiao Bai, whose fists are rattling, can't hold back anymore.

When the host Milan saw Huanye fall down, he suddenly realized that he picked up the microphone in a panic and started counting: "1, 2, 3..."

However, before counting to "5", Huan Ye shook his body and stood up slowly.

His white clothes were dyed red again...

"I haven't lost yet!" Huan Ye gasped for breath and said stubbornly.That handsome white face turned blue due to excessive blood loss, and his body was also crumbling.He lowered his eyes, looking at the fragments of the tarnished obsidian sword scattered all over the ground, dejectedly.

Now he can't even resist a light blow from the ghost king.

The outcome is clear, but because Huanye hasn't fallen for more than 15 seconds, the result can't be finalized yet!

How can I use a small knife to kill the base?So the reckless and arrogant ghost king loosened his hands, and the golden phoenix wings disappeared out of thin air.

"It's really not easy to persevere until now! What a stubborn little bastard..." Ghost King praised, but suddenly slapped Huan Ye from the air!

Poor Huan Ye's body fell in the wind like a kite with a broken string.

Huan Ye stuck to the icy gravel, his thin back trembling weakly.Milan was about to open his mouth to start the countdown, when Huan Ye coughed up several mouthfuls of blood while struggling to press his knees and slowly straightened his back.

Another big puddle of blood was poured on the ground.

No matter how dilapidated the shell was at this time, those bright black eyes still looked at the ghost king fearlessly and calmly, as if he was challenging the ghost king.

It was this unyielding look that angered the ghost king.

"Little bastard! Let's see how many palms you can take from me!" The ghost king swung another palm at Huan Ye.

That cold palm hit Huan Ye's heart again!

He sprayed a mouthful of red mist and fell on his back.The blood under his body had already frozen into ice, but his heart was still beating.

As long as you are alive, you must never admit defeat!

So, under the surprised eyes of everyone, he stood up unsteadily again.

Seeing Huan Ye's unyielding and indomitable appearance, the Ghost King was not only not happy at all, but felt a little chilly in his heart.Because killing someone who is not afraid of death is no fun at all.If at this moment, Huan Ye cried and begged for mercy on his knees, the ghost king would probably be much happier!

Therefore, the ghost king smiled coldly and said, "Little bastard, you are sure to die. How about it! As long as you are willing to admit defeat, I will give you a happy death, how about it?"

Huan Ye covered his heart, panting and sneering, "I won't admit defeat, you give up! It's not the last moment, it's still uncertain who will win."

Obviously there is no possibility of winning, why does that little bastard still want to win? Could it be that he lost his mind when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death?

Thinking of this, the ghost king looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, tears came out of his laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in hundreds of years!

"What is your backbone? Even if you die, you can't get back your dignity!"

"Not everyone is as despicable as you imagine..."

"Oh, that's noble! How about this, I will be merciful, as long as you admit defeat, I will spare you your death. Of course, the other red fox demons and vampires will not let go."

"If I can't save my fellow clan, what face is there to live on!"

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While laughing wildly, the ghost king slapped Huan Ye again!

He knew that Huan Ye, who was not afraid of death, would not compromise, and seemed to think that this was a very fun killing game.Therefore, every time he slapped his palm, he would ask Huan Ye if he would admit defeat.And every time he hits a palm, he has to wait for Huanye to stand up, ask the same question again, and then strike again...

The ghost king will always get only one response...

Huan Ye would rather die than admit defeat!

Milan can no longer see it!Since hosting the competition, she has not witnessed the death of contestants.However, this kind of Huan Ye made her heart ache... She even called out in her heart: Contestant Huan Ye, you can't beat the Ghost King anyway, so give up!If this continues, you will die!The ghost king player said that as long as you admit defeat, he won't kill you!