Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 410 You Are Really Deceiving!

Death Bone Killing God said with a cold face: "If you want to die, you will have a chance in the fighting arena later."

The boy stood up straight, and said to the back of the dead bone killer who pretended to be calm but unconsciously trembling slightly: "Your mind is messed up. You have already lost."

That's right, Bone Killing God's mood is completely messed up.

The ghost-faced Rakshasa actually came back.

It happened to come back just in time for the finals.

If it wasn't for the tricks of the fighting arena owner, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed!
Damn Mao Wenluo, didn't you mean that the sly killing would definitely get rid of this young man?

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

It is no longer possible to count on Mao Wenluo.

In fact, he didn't believe this kid could beat him at all.

However, who knows if the fighting master will use some tricks to help him at the last moment?

He can't rely on others, only on himself.

If he was dealt with in the semi-finals, he would definitely be able to catch the two of them by surprise!

Thinking of this, his pupils suddenly lit up with a frightening light.

The quarter-finals and the semi-finals will soon be over.

And what follows is the exciting final duel competition.

When the host announced the name list for the first match, the fighting master suddenly shattered the teacup in his hand with a gloomy face.

"Dead Bone Killing God vs. Ghost Face Rakshasa? Who was in charge of drawing lots just now? Didn't I say let the two of them separate first!"

No matter how angrily the master of the fighting field held the audience accountable, the two fateful opponents had both swept onto the fighting stage.

Of course, this fate is the wishful thinking of the dead bone killing god.

And Ghost Face Raksha said that he was not an opponent at all.

"Hey, the ghost-faced Rakshasa's luck is really bad. I thought he could still enter the finals."

Seeing these two people, even those who have a good impression of the ghost-faced Rakshasa felt sorry.

After all, their cultivation bases are too different.

One is the eighth level of the later Lingzun, and the other seems to be only the second and third level of the Lingzun.

Cultivation alone is enough for the dead bone killer to crush the ghost-faced Rakshasa.

What's more, the combat experience of Death Bone Killing God is not at the same level as those before.

Ghost Face Rakshasa was very calm, not even showing the slightest bit of frustration that he couldn't make it to the finals.

But in the eyes of others, it was this young man who was pretending to be calm, and was pitied again.

But more, they are secretly happy in their hearts.

Because he stopped in the finals, it meant that one of the remaining two fighters could enter the finals.

This made the people who bet on them all hope that the dead bone killer will soon kill this boy who blocked their fortune.

The murderous look in the eyes of the dead bone killer has never disappeared since he came to power.

This unsightly boy can finally be eliminated by him in a fair and honest manner!

Almost the moment the whistle sounded, he rushed out, and the skinny bone claws shot a series of phantoms in the air, surrounding the young boy from all directions.

Ghost-faced Raksha stood there calmly, not even avoiding it.

bingo!

Death Bone Killing God was overjoyed at first, but instantly felt that something was wrong.

There is no feeling of flesh and blood being hit.

And the ghost-faced Rakshasa figure actually disappeared in front of him.

Phantom!It turned out to be just a phantom!
How fast does he have to be, and how precisely does he have to control his spiritual power, to leave such a phantom?
When he found the phantom, the dead bone killer already felt that something was wrong.

However, after all, he was experienced in many battles and had a keen reaction. Almost at the same time as the sound of piercing the sky sounded behind his head, he turned around and met the sneak attack from behind with his own spiritual skills.

"Boom!"

The bucket platform is split from the middle.

Both of them tried their best for this move.

And the force of the collision made it even more unbearable for Bidoutai.

The owner of the arena wiped off his sweat, feeling a little distressed about his maintenance fee.

Amidst the mess of rubble, Ghost Face Raksha suddenly stopped moving.

It seemed that he was resting because he had consumed too much power just now, or he was stunned by a stone that flew from somewhere.

The people in the audience stared at the young man in the ruins without blinking, and began to discuss suspiciously.

Even the Bone Killing God was a little hesitant.

Is this really him?Wouldn't it still be a phantom?
Why is he standing here motionless, what is he planning to do?Waiting to be a target for yourself?
Death Bone Killing God felt that this kid must not be so stupid, there must be some kind of conspiracy.

So, after a tense match, they suddenly fell into a weird silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the motionless boy, wondering what he was going to do.

Death Bone Killing God waited for a while, convinced that the stupid and dazed person in front of him was indeed the real body of the ghost-faced Rakshasa, so he decided not to wait any longer.

Whatever conspiracy he has!
Go up and kill him first!

With an angry shout, the dead bone killer suddenly raised his palm and grabbed Ye Lanyi's head.

Seeing the spiritual power escaping from the palm, drawing bloodstains on the side of the young man's scalp, the Bone Killing God was even more excited, almost jumped up, vowing to kill her with his palm!
"Touch!" There was a loud noise.

The motionless young man suddenly raised his eyes, his body glowing with gold, making him look like a gilded Buddha statue.

Then, with him as the center of the circle, like the sun, thousands of golden lights pierced out.

The golden light spread with a destructive force, setting off everything that passed by.

The huge movement almost shook the entire arena.

And the owner of the battle arena no longer cared about his maintenance costs, and was the first to rush to the entrance, preparing to escape for refuge.

And those who watched the game were stunned by the sudden movement.

The bloody palm flew from nowhere, and landed right in front of Mao Wenluo who was sitting in the first row.

Seeing the familiar withered claws, Mao Wenluo's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"You really are cheating!" An angry cry came faintly from the loud noise, and gradually died away.

Jinmang slowly fell silent, and the surroundings of the ghost-faced Rakshasa were as if a typhoon had ravaged, leaving only a piece of debris.

And the boy stood in the debris, innocently said: "I didn't know that it would take so long to perform this magic skill."

That's right, the terrifying movement just now was all produced by that local level metal spiritual skill.

Because Ye Lanyi's soul power is too strong, she found it easy to use when she tried it for the first time, so she didn't try it again.

Who knew, when she decided to make the commotion louder today, she realized that this magical skill suddenly started to absorb her soul power like crazy.

The silence just now was not because he didn't want to move, but because he was fighting wits and courage with his spiritual skills.

If it is allowed to absorb, Ye Lanyi is afraid that there will not be a single living person left here.

Even so, when this trick was cast, it destroyed more than half of the casino.

No one is going to discuss the issue of winning or losing.

Because, the death-bone killing god who entrusted Mao Wenluo's entire wealth and hopes was directly killed by Ye Lanyi's move.

"It's over."

Mao Wenluo sat blankly for a long time, only these two words hovered in his mind.

No, he is not reconciled!

He will never let go of this boy who made him lose his fortune!
(End of this chapter)