Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The Flame Red Armored Lion's defense ability is very strong, but after all, it is only a third-tier three-star beast of the same level as Sima Huangyu. Even with Sima Huangyu's spiritual power injected, it was still bitten by the ghostly giant-mouthed crocodile. The blood sprayed directly on the face, and Sima Huangyu's handsome face turned pale in an instant.

"Hmph! Stubbornness!" Meng Xiner snorted coldly, and the ghostly giant-billed crocodile hit its head suddenly. Although a few scales were bitten off its shoulder by the flame red-armored lion, the injury was almost negligible. On the contrary, it was aroused with tyrannical ferocity.

With this collision, the flaming red-armored lion was knocked away and moved a few steps sideways. One of its front hooves was blood-stained, and its eyes were red. It was obviously also irritated.

"I'm going to fight you!" Sima Huangyu felt a pain in his heart when he saw his monster being bitten like this, and suddenly his hands glowed with blue light. He left the monster and rushed directly towards the figure above the giant crocodile.

Meng Xin'er sneered, the giant ghostly crocodile roared, its body jumped, its giant tail ruthlessly swept towards Sima Huangyu who was rushing up, and there was a chichi sound in the air, like a broken bamboo.

Meng Xiner doesn't need to consume spiritual power at all, as long as she can control the actions of the ghostly giant crocodile with her mind, this is the advantage of the monster being stronger than herself.

The audience on the field all exclaimed, if this tail is swept, Sima Huangyu will not die but will be seriously injured, even Sima Qing on the rostrum's face turned gloomy, this Meng family is really deceiving people too much.

Fan Tianluo's complexion also changed, she clenched her hands tightly, ready to save people at any time, she never thought that Meng Xiner's monster was so powerful, with thick skin and thick flesh, it was not painful or itchy at all.

The green light hit the tail of the giant-billed crocodile, and a blue light burst out, which was very dazzling, but it only slightly blocked the giant tail. In the blink of an eye, the giant tail still broke through the green light, and drew towards Sima Huangyu.

Sima Huangyu backed away quickly, with an extremely ferocious handsome face, suddenly a pitch-black roulette appeared in his hand, the size of a vegetable plate, and it glowed strangely in the sun, Sima Huangyu gave a loud shout, and the roulette flew away with a whoosh , The green light was so strong that it cut off the tail of the giant mouth crocodile, and his figure flew upside down and flew tens of meters away, panting unsteadily, obviously exhausting a lot.

The black roulette is Sima Huangyu's weapon. It is called 'Wan Mo Lun' and there are seven holes on it, but only three magic cores are inlaid on it. Can only temporarily avoid the edge.

I saw that the ghostly giant-mouthed crocodile was also domineering, neither dodging nor dodging, its giant tail directly met the Wanmo Wheel, and Meng Xiner on top patted the giant-mouthed crocodile with one hand, it seemed that she was also afraid of the giant-mouthed crocodile being hurt, and injected her spiritual power to strengthen the defense.

"Bang!" There was a sound like metal and iron clashing, one can imagine how hard the scales of the giant mouth crocodile are.

The Wanmolun was knocked into the air, and flew towards the auditorium with a whistling sound, scaring many people to exclaim.

A figure flew into the air quickly, and the rich blue light turned into a giant hand, which stopped before the Wanmolun could cause damage. This person was Uncle Quan, the chief manager of the City Lord's Mansion.

Meng Xiner looked at Sima Huangyu who was handsome and pale not far away with resentment. Although she had the upper hand, she didn't get any benefits. She wanted to teach the ignorant Sima Huangyu a lesson, but was caught by him. Escaped again, his eyes flashed fiercely, he suddenly took a breath, and raised his hand again.

"This match, Meng Xiner wins!" Uncle Quan jumped onto the stage suddenly and announced, of course he received the voice transmission from Sima Qing's soul.

After everyone yelled, they all looked towards the rostrum. Sima Qing's usually gentle and gentle face was also covered with gloom at the moment.