The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 200 Bloody Ring Battle

Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen

"This fat man is finished, the killer of the Eye of Darkness, he is too powerful." The people below buzzed.

The giant man standing opposite the Killer of Dark Eyes seemed to have not woken up, with a silly expression, indifferent to the provocation of Killer of Dark Eyes.

The people below shook their heads.

This is a stupid big man, very scary to ordinary people, but this is not an ordinary venue, but a ring for the battle of dragon heads.

His opponent is even more powerful killer.

The Dark Eyes killer snorted coldly.

The body rushed towards the giant man quickly, his body was almost like a shadow, the giant man raised his hand and swung towards the Dark Eye Killer, his thick arm was like a big wooden stick, and his speed was not slow.

But the Dark Eye Killer was even faster, curling up quickly, flying past the giant man's armpit like a monkey, and at the same time pulling the dagger.

Stab it!

Blood splattered.

There was a long bloodstain from the giant man's ribs to his back waist.

Blood gushed out all of a sudden.

Seeing the blood soaring, the audience watching the battle in the ring became even more excited. These audiences were not ordinary audiences, they were all under the ground, subordinates of various big bosses.

These people are usually brave and ruthless people, and seeing such blood will only make them more excited.

"Stinger, Stinger! Kill him, kill him!"

The people in the auditorium under box 7 kept roaring and roaring, and the stinger was the code name of the killer of the dark eye.

In addition, the No. 8 box was also roaring.

"The Magic Mountain, the Magic Mountain!"

Stinger is in the arena, like an extremely flexible poisonous snake, constantly scurrying around, ordinary people's eyes can only catch a black shadow, this is because of the strong lighting of the venue, if it is a dim environment, even the black shadow may be invisible Can't catch it.

Stab it, stab it!

The sound of daggers piercing flesh was heard continuously.

In just 1 minute, the poisonous stinger had cut twenty or thirty bloody mouths on Demon Mountain's body. These bloody mouths were all over Demon Mountain's body. , Mo Shan's body also became dripping with blood.

The people in the stands became even crazier.

As for the stinger, it seems that it also enjoys the feeling of constantly cutting its prey.

He even jumped onto a pillar beside the ring, faced the cheers of the spectators, bent down slightly, and performed a gentleman's etiquette, matching his bloody dagger, it was extremely cruel.

In box No. 5, Chuntao's face was pale.

She was a woman from a village, and she had never seen such a bloody scene.

Long Xiaoshan patted her on the back comfortingly and said, "Taozi, close your eyes, don't look, I didn't let you come."

Chuntao grabbed Long Xiaoshan's arm and hid behind him.

"Duan Hai was able to invite the killer of the Eye of Darkness," Wang Sihai said with a frown, "He is going to win this game."

The owner of Box No. 7 is Duan Hai, a bigwig in Hechuan, and his power is comparable to Wang Sihai.

"No, he's going to lose." Long Xiaoshan shook his head lightly.

Wang Sihai was stunned and said, "How is it possible? Although the Demon Mountain is very strong, it can't touch the stinger at all. You can see that he has lost a lot of blood now, and his moving speed has obviously slowed down."

Long Xiaoshan said indifferently: "No, Moshan was not injured at all. Don't look at him covered in blood. Those wounds are actually very shallow. He has been waiting for an opportunity. Just wait, the results will come soon."

"Really?" Wang Sihai was dubious.

On the ring, Stinger sneered, "Die."

He had had enough, and was ready to kill The Mountain for good.

The body turned into green smoke!

A dagger pierced Demon Mountain's chest fiercely. This time he changed the cut to a stab, and the dagger penetrated deeply into Demon Mountain's body, but just as he was about to pull out the dagger, the fat all over Demon Mountain suddenly tensed up. , like steel.

At this time, Mo Shan's face was no longer the silly one before, but a ferocious one. When a fat man like a fool suddenly showed such an expression, there was only one feeling, and that was terror.

The poisonous thorn did not draw out the dagger, and his face changed.

As a killer, he knew he had been tricked.

Then, just as he was about to pull back, Moshan's palm-sized hand swung over, grabbing Stinger's head violently.

Give it a firm grip!

Boom!

A lot of yellow-red liquid splashed out from between the fingers of the Magic Mountain...

The sound in the arena fell silent for a moment.

Stinger's body hangs limply.

The Mountain threw his body to the ground, and everyone who saw Stinger's head covered their mouths. Even though these audiences were all ruthless people, they still felt like vomiting when they saw that head.

And the Devil Mountain who threw away the stinger, pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, turned into a foolish look again, and walked down the stage.

Seeing this bloody Roshan approaching, the people on both sides of him backed up involuntarily.

The people below box 8 roared so loudly that the roof almost fell off.

Inside Box 1.

Zhou Yushan frowned and said, "This Demon Mountain is so powerful that even the killer of the Eye of Darkness is no match for him."

The middle-aged swordsman in white sitting next to him said calmly: "This person's flesh and blood are just appearances. He is actually a master of body training. His body and flesh are the most powerful defense. A poisonous dagger can't break his defense at all." What's more, a killer should be best at hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, but he ran to the ring to play head-to-head with others, just killing himself."

"Mr. Tang is sure to break the defense of this magic mountain?"

"He?" The middle-aged swordsman in white smiled faintly, his face showing pride: "One sword is enough!"

"With Mr. Tang's words, I feel relieved."

Zhou Yushan's expression calmed down.

He knew the identity of this white-clothed swordsman was from the Tang family in Tianfu.

Since the members of the Tang family have come, the group arena is doomed, and no one can make waves.

The numbers on the big screen jumped again.

Moments later, numbers 11 and 4 pop up.

Box 4 opens.

A ghastly figure covered in black robes walked out, and behind him was a "person" with dark brown skin, brown eyes, and extremely stiff body.

Surprisingly, it was Master Zhong that Long Xiaoshan had just met in the lobby.

"It stinks!"

"What smell! It stinks, like the smell of a dead person."

When Master Zhong walked down, people on the seats along the way covered their noses one after another.

"Corpse refinement! This is a warlock from Mangdu!" The white-clothed swordsman in Box No. [-] frowned.

"What refining corpse?" Zhou Yushan asked.

"The person following that sorcerer is not a person, but a refined corpse, which is made by refining the dead with secret methods."

"What." Even Zhou Yushan, who is the richest man in Hechuan and has an extraordinary bearing, showed a hint of shock at this moment, he never imagined that this kind of thing that only exists in novels and TV really exists in this world.

At this time, Master Zhong had already walked onto the ring.

A one-eyed middle-aged man in box 11 also jumped onto the ring.

Seeing that Master Zhong was still bringing people up, he sneered and said, "Why, you're still playing two-on-one."

There was also a burst of booing below.

Master Zhong's sinister sneer resounded: "Kill you, one of my treasures is enough."

After speaking, he shook the bell in his hand.

(End of this chapter)