The owner of the ghost black market sat on his white seat, shaking his head and savoring the mellow scent of emerald peanuts, showing a pleasant expression of enjoyment on his face.
One Claw's eyes opened a gap, shooting fierce and muddy gazes, looking at Ashin who was standing in the field.
All the wrinkles of the host were distorted, and a smile that couldn't tell what the emotions was behind: "Isn't this a leopard king? Hahaha! The big tabby cat, Mingshuangclaw... He is hinting at me! Me: The Leopard race is determined to keep this kid from my hands! Good! Very good! Simply great!"
"Huh?" The single-scale eyebrows raised slightly, and he asked strangely: "Although the wayward approach of Mingshuangclaw is gentle, it is tantamount to using another method to confront you? Why don't you get angry, but just applaud it instead? "
"You melon baby, you don't know such simple things?" Duclaw's scheming eyes smiled triumphantly: "Our exclusive relationship with vampires and the four demi-human races is not based on the fact that we have given them kindness. And they are grateful that the graphic report decides to serve us for generations? So the more he knows that Shuangzhuang knows to be grateful, the more he will be exclusively loyal to us! Isn’t it just that a group of watchdogs have died? That kind of thing wants There are many! But Mingshuangclaw is a rare loyal minister and good general! Of course I like a loyal leopard better than a group of dogs! ~~~ Learn to order, you melon baby!"
Dulin thoughtfully: "Oh... so your main point is here." His eyes suddenly beamed: "Look, the Golden Wheel Fighter of Void Transport Logistics has also come out! The fight is about to start!" He was excited. Rubbing the handle of the knife, pacing back and forth and said: "Axin, Axin! Let the little master see your true skills, don't let me down!"
Duclaw squinted his eyes like a sea of blood and stared at Asin: "Okay, let's see what special ability this kid has, which can make my son and the fierce generals...all look good to him!"
In the Fighting Skill Square, the Bunnyman emcee was finally completely liberated from the shock brought to her by the Leopard King Armor. She happily raised her finger to the fighter on the other side to exit: "The next one is: the golden wheel fighter of the void transportation logistics. There are very few species in the supernatural world. All the miners in the world hate the nightmare and devour the spiritual things of various metal minerals. They were once used by the Japanese as a measure of their strength to dominate the world as long as they were defeated. A hero challenged, but no one has ever defeated a violent beast——Blade's Char!"
"Wow!!"
As soon as the voice fell, Dou Ji Plaza erupted with cheers ten times that of Ashin's appearance. Those were all supporters of Void Transport Logistics and punters who believed that Blade of the Dragon had a better chance of winning.
"Roar!!"
But the almost frightening cheers were immediately suppressed by the powerful roar from the viewing platform on the other side of the Fighting Skill Square.
Although Ashin couldn't see it, he was too familiar with this kind of roar. It was the Panther Clan who used their roar that resounded through the sky to cheer for Ashin!
This roar doesn't matter, it frightens everyone on the spectator platform in Dou Ji Plaza!
On the viewing platform behind Ashin, there was an area that occupies almost one-fifth of the entire viewing platform, and it was the same colorful color. All the people sitting there are Leopard people!
People began to talk: "Good fellow, the Panther Clan is really the backstage of the Medici family!"
"Everyone from the Leopard Race...Thank you so much!"
Ashin felt a warm current that permeated his soul wandering in his veins. He was touched and happy that he couldn't express, and his body full of pressure and anxiety suddenly poured out infinite power.
But the fighter exit at the other end suddenly sounded a savage roar, which actually suppressed the roar of many leopard people!
At the same time, the exit of the fighter was suddenly smashed by some behemoth, which produced the furious roars and screams of the werewolf warriors. Several severely wounded werewolf warriors flew high from the smoke and fell to the ground with their blood-spattered bodies.
"Ohhhhhhh!!!"
Large swaths of smoke were carried by the huge body and stirred, and then a giant beast suddenly jumped out of the smashed fighter's exit!
The terrified exclamations in the fighting skill square sounded like a wave. The bunny master of ceremonies was so scared that her ears were curled up by the fierce beast that rushed over. She screamed and ran away from the behemoth with a surprisingly fast running speed. (It's really a bunny race), and then tremblingly ran to the commentary stage and said in fear: "Bi, bi, the game begins!!"
The smoke and dust dispersed in the field, revealing the true face of the blade.
Even the VIP room of the Medici family, which had the warmest atmosphere, suddenly became quiet, as if the temperature in the room had dropped instantly.
Bourne, Byron, and the four Leopards who were originally pasted in front of the French windows cheered and jumped, all looking at the fighting skill square below with earthy faces, not knowing what to say.
"It turns out that the blade of the beast is such a monster?! The information of the Golden Wheel Fighter is not detailed at all!!" The blush on Evelyn's face quickly turned pale because of the excitement, and she opened wide blue. Eyes filled with horror, trembling voice asked the cat beauty: "We... can we give up?"
The cat beauty didn't say anything, just shook her head frowningly-she also bet a lot of money on Ashin.
Under the big screen outside the Fighting Skill Plaza, the eagerly waiting people couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning.
Some gamblers who had never seen such a fierce beast immediately regretted it, cursing and regretting that they had taken a fancy to Ashin, and then bet all the remaining money on the body of the blade. There were even begging with the dealer, wanting to withdraw or temporarily borrow the gambling money so as to cause a gang fight, but were immediately rushed to maintain order, and dragged into a cage specially prepared for the troubled after being knocked over to the ground. go with.
It's not surprising that people in the spiritual world have never seen the blade of a man, because the blade of a man will only give birth to a child in three hundred years, and it will not be an adult until three hundred years after birth. It is a very rare supernatural creature that has become a legend in some places.
This ferocious monster belongs to the monkey category. They are violent and aggressive by nature. Most of them are born in places with rich mineral deposits. They feed on a variety of high-quality and high-purity metal minerals all year round, making their bones, bones, skin and hair as strong as gold and iron. Especially the flat long hair on the surface of the blade, like a sharp dagger, which is why it is called the blade of the ghost by the spiritual world. And this special diet has also made them a pest in the eyes of many mineral traders in the spiritual world.
No wonder there are so many reporters around Ashin's lounge. It turns out that the Golden Wheel Fighter on the other side is a fierce beast whose temper is too bad to interview!
Although Ashin hadn't seen the real Swordsman, he had seen the detailed records of Swordsman in the files of the Conviction Alliance. So when he heard the introduction of the master of ceremonies, he began to complain in his heart: "What's a joke, it's the scorpion of the blade? How come he is such a non-human guy? The thing that Mingshuangclaw worried about was fulfilled all at once. !"
Peter Joyce, the contestant of Void Transport Logistics, felt that he was sure to win.
Surrounded by many guards, he stood in the VIP room with a cigar in his mouth, and looked at the blade of the sword in the fighting skill square below triumphantly. This tall and obese middle-aged man, who originally looked a bit fierce, has now become more distorted and bloodthirsty: "This blade is also the strongest of its kind. It costs me a lot of manpower and financial resources. , I got it after losing seven magical mercenary teams! In order to make it more brutal, not only did it not give it any food during this period, but also sent people to beat it in turn 24 hours a day. Now it’s The ferocity has been raised to the extreme! Hehehe..." His thin and long mouth outlines a sick smile: "Go and tear the nameless dregs of the Medici family to me!"
Tormented by hunger and abuse, the blade of the sword is finally liberated. It has been living under the mineral vein all the year round, and its mood is even more violent by the sunlight shed from the top of the fighting skill square.
This fierce beast, which crouched on the ground three times larger than a bungalow, had never been so eager to vent the anger he had accumulated during this time.
"Ooooo!!! Ooooo!!!"
The fierce beast shining with sharp blades all over roared in search of a target to vent.
Then, its iron-gray pupils shrank sharply, and locked Yuwang's gaze that was devastating to A Xin who was not far away!
In the memory of the blade of the sword, humans have always come to find its troubles in droves, and this stupid and arrogant human dare to face himself alone? !
The most frightening thing is that Blade of Sorrow is so hungry now!
And Ashin’s silver mask happened to be made from a large piece of very pure silver!
Therefore, in the eyes of Ashin now, it is simply a big piece of delicious and juicy honey-sweet roasted meat!
I heard the peculiar and extremely hungry gasping sound of wild beasts when they saw their prey when they were hungry.
Ashin also feels bad...
(I rely on...Could it be that it has a great appetite for this silver mask? It really won the hapless first prize today...)
Duclaw was surrounded by his violent power fluctuations, but his lustful face smiled very happily, a smile that had been suppressed for a long time and was about to be satisfied.
As one of the most powerful people in the world, the host of the black market of ghosts and ghosts, Duclaw, he was destined to have a realm that is richer and stronger than any country in the surface world from his birth.
Duclaw has the wealth and power that anyone in this world dreams of. He uses it to store various rare warehouses privately, and is even called the "Treasure House of the Dragon King" by people in the spiritual world!
Then, this ghost black market host who has everything since he was born, does he also have something he really wants
Does one paw need rights? No, because he is already a king.
Do you need *? No, since his wife's death, he has been lonely.
Duzhao needs to run the black market of gods and ghosts, and need to work hard for his son, but these are all the responsibilities he must perform as an exclusive heir and a father.
In addition to these, does Duclaw have any personal needs about himself
Yes, that is to be entertained!
The entertainment of One Claw is to put tough people or other things into this fighting skill square, and then watch them happily fighting each other until they shed the last drop of blood.
And now, it is Duclaw’s favorite entertainment moment!
Duclaw’s fierce gaze shifted to his son: "Blade Claw? Even in my Duclaw’s treasury, there are only a few specimens of Blade Claw... It seems that Joe The kid at home is quite good at doing it! Heh heh heh...Smelly boy, the Ashin whom you fancy, I am afraid that in the end, even keeping the corpse intact will have to be blessed by God!"
Dulin stared at his father squintingly, his face was full of unconvincing provocations: "Smelly old man, it's not always the one who will kill you!"
Duclaw pretended to be astonished and said: "Oh? What? Do you think this kid is still possible to win? Then dare you bet with your dad?"
Lonely scales and lonely eagle-like eyes lit up: "If you gamble, I'm afraid of you? Come on, what to bet
On Duclaw’s powerful face, a mischievous smile appeared uncharacteristically: "If this kid loses, you will go to the Duxiao Gambling House of the Werewolves to wash the toilet for three days!"
Dulin snorted: "Then what if he wins?"
Duclaw rubbed his chin and thought: "If I win... I will eat two peanuts less!"
"Ah?!" Dulin took a deep breath: "You..."
"Me? What am I?" Duclaw showed the rogue expression of the Devil King, and he treacherously smiled: "Who made me your father! Hahahahaha..."
Dulin was stunned. He knew that Duclaw was playing tricks on him deliberately, but he was still stunned... (End of this chapter)