The green-skinned man and the double-dagger killer were frightened by Ashin, and they escaped from this terrifying silver masked evil star at the fastest speed in their lives.
They successfully escaped from Ashin’s range of perception. Although Ashin could no longer accurately hunt them down in the chaotic battlefield, the roar with terror and hostility still chilled them like a malicious razor. The stabs on his back made them look like two panicked monkeys chased by an angry lion.
They suddenly ran into a person in a hurry, and the other's extremely elastic muscles directly stopped the two powerful assassins.
Years of fighting experience tells them: This person's body has been tempered and must be an extraordinary and ruthless character!
"Oh? Isn't this the boss of ghosts and sorrows?" A tall and thin man with a fierce look and a bullet-back, the underworld big brother stared at the green-skinned man with dangerous eyes.
The green-skinned man looked back, and he took a breath: "The old man of the South China Sea... it's you!"
This old man is a bully on the South China Sea route, and he holds the leadership of all illegal transactions in the South China Sea. He was once the target of Guijianshou's assassination, but because of his great strength, he fought back against Guijianshou's siege very fiercely. Therefore, the assassination was not successful. The only result was that the green-skinned man left a scary scar on Lao Yuan's face.
"Four years ago, I was really taken care of by you!" He stroked the terrible scar that ran across the entire face, as if dividing the entire head into two parts, and said meaningfully: "You are in my life. I have left such an important trace in it. I have never forgotten you for the past few years! Since it is such a coincidence, I met here today... Then choose a day instead of hitting the sun, let me repay your gift that year! "
Lao Yuan suddenly raised his black palms and grabbed the green-skinned face!
The green-skinned man did not dare to be careless, because he had experienced the horror of this pair of poisonous hands. He raised the sickle in his hand to block the palms grabbing towards the entire face, but the sickle made a toothless "creak" like a dry wood, and then was caught by the terrible pair of grinning laughter. Crushed hands into powder!
"Why? You seem surprised?" The green-skinned man's horrified face was reflected in Lao Yuan's pupils. He gently patted the metal scraps from the sickle on the palm of his hand: "Back then, you were able to chop my face into In this way, it's because you ghosts and sorrows, these sneaky mice, teamed up to attack me! You killed me by surprise! Otherwise, you can't get on the stage because of you-oh? What do you want to do? Do you want to attack me again?"
With a sneer, Lao Yuan suddenly raised his right hand, and firmly pinched the tip of the double-dagger killer who was piercing his ribs with a dagger from the side: "Remember, the poisonous knife must be held firmly!" Shaking, the double-dagger killer suddenly felt a huge force coming from the dagger!
Immediately afterwards, the double-dagger killer was frightened and frightened, and watched his most powerful pair of wrists be abruptly broken!
The blood mist exploded from the veins instantly, and the tip of the broken bone pierced the skin, but these severe pains failed to bring the shock from his heart back to reality.
If you want to practice the dagger to otherworldly, you must have a fairly strong wrist power as a foundation!
But now, his proudest pair of iron fists, like two fragile chocolate bars, was so easily scrapped by the old man!
Why is there such a huge difference in the cultivation base between people
When the double-dagger killer was still in grief, the green-skinned man glared against the ground and kicked Lao Yuan's feet.
However, two of the four ghosts and sorrows are dead, and both their power and continuity are greatly compromised, so Lao Yuan's response is much easier than that of Ashin, who has just been chased.
Lao Yuan laughed wildly and threw the double-dagger killer aside: "Swordsman, even your amateur level dare to come out?!"
Before the double-dagger killer had time to adjust his posture, he suddenly felt the strong wind behind him.
"Wow!"
He turned his head, then let out a scream, approaching being hit by a ball of rapidly tumbling from behind and hitting it into a rain of blood!
The green-skinned man and Lao Yuan were unconsciously crushed with blood and minced meat all over their faces, their bodies trembling involuntarily with instinctive fear.
The fierce and violent ball did not make any stop, and ran directly in front of the green-skinned man and the old man. It has no interest in any golden wheel fighters at all, but just like a young monster with head out of control and rampage, it ruthlessly smashes all those who stand in front of it.
This hell-like fighting skill square is just a playground for him to play bumper cars!
With lingering fears, watching the ball go away from the dust, the green-skinned man and the old Yuan gave up their confrontation with each other, because they discovered something more important than the hatred of the past: live!
They finally understood a cruel fact: they looked at their own strength too highly, and even underestimated the level of Jinlunbao's business war!
They naively and ridiculously thought that they were the protagonist at the top of the power pyramid, but the fact is: their power is only worthy to be swallowed as prey in this Shura Field!
In the face of their precious lives, the employer's promise and remuneration are not worth mentioning!
The only thing they have to do now is to survive on the terrifying battlefield full of monsters and warcrafts in this world-class top force raging against each other!
Just when the two disagreeable enemies reached a common sense, a huge shadow slowly rose from the rear, blocking all the light from above...
The chill is like a ghost breaking in...
The sense of horror that life safety is extremely threatened, and his head suddenly raised like a poisonous snake in the heart...
"It's actually... the Hebrew rock warrior!"
The green-skinned man and Lao Yuan twisted their cold and hard necks as if they looked behind them, and then their faces completely lost their blood and all expressions, as if they had been emptied and despaired by an invisible straw.
The whole body was covered with rocks, and the majestic giant man who was even better than Turner, looked at two dumbfounded "little fishes" with unsatisfied eyes.
"Huh..."
He murmured like a melody of gold and iron, like a curious child trying to push down a building block, he slapped it with a huge hard rock!
With a miserable loud noise, the enemies who were not at odds with each other in his lifetime, under the "matching" of the Rock Warrior, turned into a mass of flesh that does not distinguish between you and me.
With this tragic and ironic method of death, they used their lives and flesh and blood to embellish this tragic and unusual preliminary round, like other weaker Golden Wheel fighters, and turned them into this one who has sucked countless lives and blood. Nourishment for Douji Square.
You stand on a high place and crush the weak, but you don't know that the stronger people are looking down at you at a height that you can't perceive. The blood of the enemy adorns your victory, and you may instantly become a bone at the feet of the winner.
Life is like a chess. Everyone is in an unpredictable game. The brutal devouring and crushing in the Fighting Skills Square is still going on...
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At the highest point of the Fighting Skill Plaza, there is a VIP room that looks a little old and even a little shabby compared to other contestants.
"Oh...throwing your head and sprinkling blood, it's great to be young!" Sitting in his pure white giant seat with One Claw, he ate emerald peanuts leisurely and comfortably, his turbid and fierce eyes shining diagonally on the battlefield of countless dead bodies As the setting sun, full of cruel banter watching the fighting in the square below.
Duclaw shook his head and stared at the bloody fight, the expression that was still alive the moment before suddenly became cold. He carried a bit of anger that seemed to be suppressed for a long time: "But it still feels so boring!" After uttering a dull complaint, his already old appearance seemed to have become even more dry and thin.
Looking at his father who looked like a ball of kraft paper, Dulin pointed to the fighting skill square that had been stained with blood and said: "boring? Isn't it stinky old man? All the golden wheel fighters are underneath like mad dogs. It's terrible and funny! Young master, I think I have to commit embarrassment, okay? Huh?" He suddenly showed a surprised expression: "Ah! Smelly old man! Did you come up with such a black heart just to relieve yourself of boredom? Rules for the preliminary round?"
"Is this to blame?!" One Claw's eyes suddenly burst into tyrants, and he slammed a shining diamond booklet on his lap onto the thick tiger skin of the seat: "Come here! Look! See what kind of shit these turtle grandchildren bring!"
Monolin picked up the diamond booklet and looked at the various values that appeared on it. His expression was as ugly as a pile of stool under his nose: "No way..."
"Huh!" One paw patted the armrest of the seat, and that strange and terrifying force immediately surged from the thin body. He pointed angrily at an obsolete record on the diamond booklet and said, "Look at this! What is the Golden Wheel fighter of Palmer Technology Group... The 1972 Snowman weightlifting champion in Texas, USA?! And , Shunfeng Express Group, unexpectedly found a gangster in the South China Sea! Not only these two companies, but also the consortium simply found a martial arts coach, many Golden Wheel fighters are such innocent offspring! What are they doing? Are you here to juggle? What do they think of the Golden Wheel Business War initiated by my single claw
With his sharp and haughty eyes squinted, he looked at the diamond booklet that recorded the information of the Golden Wheel Fighter and asked for a long while: "Smelly old man, have you noticed that these weak Golden Wheel Fighters, they are all from those …"
Duclaw snarled in a low voice: "They are all young consortia that have emerged in the past few thousand years since the last Jinlunbao business war! None of these consortia have experienced a real Jinlunbao business war, so they have to fight against the Jinlunbao merchants. The evaluation of the strength of the team is also ridiculously low!!"
Hearing his father's screaming words, Dulin smiled helplessly: "I said that you smelly old man, you have a bad temper! Now that they know that they have cognitive blind spots in this area, why do you get so angry? At your age, you should let go of your temper and cultivate your character more..."
Seeing his father's increasingly fatal anger, Dulin swallowed all the witty things he wanted to say next. (End of this chapter)