Chapter 893: Losing streak

When he raised this smile, Zhang Dong knew that he was doomed, obviously, he underestimated the strength of this ghost elder.

When Yang Qi rushed over, the ghost old man suddenly rolled on the ground, rolled to the side of Yang Qi, hugged Yang Qi's right foot and pulled it hard, Yang Qi suddenly fell to the ground.

Immediately after, the ghost elder punched the back of the head, "poof!" Yang spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and threw his elbow towards the back.

"Click!" the old man punched his raised elbow, and the raised elbow suddenly deformed.

"Ahh

Raised and grabbed the edge of the ring to keep himself from falling, gritting his teeth and looking at the ghost old man fiercely. The ghost elder walked over with a smile and stomped on Yang Yang's face fiercely, stepping him out of the ring.

Yang Qi fell to the ground, and immediately fainted, Zhang Dong hurriedly came over to help Yang Qi, took out a life pill and stuffed it into Yang Qi's mouth, and checked his injuries.

However, the result made Zhang Dong very sad, the raised cerebellar tissue can be said to be completely destroyed by the ghost elder, even if Hui Ming Dan recovered his injuries, he is probably a disabled person. In this life, I am destined to say goodbye to the profession of killer.

Zhang Dong called his disciples to carry Yang Qi away, and just wanted to go to the ring, but found that Yang Batian had called someone up again. Zhang Dong looked at Yang Batian in confusion, only to see that his attention was all on the ring, and he was on the verge of anger at this time.

Now the Red Gun Society has lost four games in a row, two dead, one injured, and one disabled, which has greatly boosted the morale of the Huangshan Sect, on the other hand, on the side of the Red Gun Society, every disciple has lowered his head and looks lost.

The three disciples who went up just now can be said to be the strongest three of the younger generation of the Red Gun Society, but they ended up like this, and the next disciples can be said to be sent to death if they go up.

After the disciple came to the stage, he looked at the ghost elder solemnly, and had no intention of making the first move. The ghost elder smiled disdainfully and rushed towards the disciple. In the eyes of everyone, the ghost old man was like a huge beast.

This disciple's size is not small, although he is not a heavyweight with the ghost elder, but it is also much better than the previous three. When the disciple saw the ghost old man rushing over, he didn't dodge, gritted his teeth, and greeted him.

The two beasts slammed into each other and fell to the ground one after another, but the ghost elder just rubbed his sore arm and stood up, and not only did the disciple spurt out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Dong noticed that his left arm bone had been completely shattered.

At this time, the disciple's consciousness was already blurred, and the strong impact made his head dizzy. The ghost boss strode up, grabbed the disciple's head with one hand, lifted him up, and beat the disciple's face frantically with the other.

Soon, the disciple's entire face was blurred with flesh and blood, and it was completely deformed, and it was not until he lost his breath that the ghost old man threw the disciple of the Red Gun Society out of the ring.

"Hahahaha! Who else!" the old man thumped his chest and roared in the ring, winning five in a row, which made him very excited.

Yang Batian's hands were trembling, he wanted to go up and kill this ghost old man by himself now, but he couldn't do this, once he did this, it would mean that there would be no one to send the red gun.

The strength of this ghost elder, in these sects, can be an elder, and even a sect master, but they are foreign aid invited by the Huangshan Sect, and their status is that of an ordinary disciple, which makes Yang Batian very difficult.

This competition is the competition of ordinary disciples, even if they have the strength to surpass ordinary disciples, but their status is there, you can only eat coptis dumbly.

Yang Batian looked at a thin little disciple beside him and said, "Yang Wang, you go! If you can't beat it, jump down, life is the most important." ”

Yang Wang nodded and flew into the ring. When the ghost saw that this person was so thin this time, he immediately showed a disdainful look and said, "Is there no one for your red gun?

Indeed, Yang Wang is only one meter six tall, and he is skinny, just like a monkey in front of the strong ghost elder.

"I'll be enough to deal with you!" Yang Wang snorted coldly, holding two eagle daggers with both hands.

The ghost old man smiled disdainfully and rushed towards Yang Wang, who did not retreat but rushed forward. When the two were about to collide together, Li Wang suddenly took a step and flashed to the side, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand left a wound on the ghost elder's body.

When the ghost elder saw that Yang Wang had actually hurt him, he was furious. Rushing towards Li Wang, Li Wang jumped up, flipped over in the air and jumped behind the ghost elder, while the dagger in his hand swung rapidly, directly cutting the ghost elder's hamstrings.

The ghost old man screamed and fell to the ground, Li Wang jumped on the ghost old man and stabbed two daggers into the ghost elder's throat, ending his life.

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect this thin Li Wang to actually kill the ghost elder with his own flexibility.

"This kid is fast, Jack Rowe, you go. The weasel said with a frown.

An ordinary ghost old man beside the weasel nodded and jumped into the ring.

After jumping into the ring, Jack Luo didn't say a word, took out a dagger, and rushed towards Li Wang. Li Wang was shocked and wanted to pull the dagger out of the neck of the old ghost before, but it was too late.

Jack Luo swung out a knife and cut the clothes on Li Wang's chest, and Li Wang hurriedly retreated. Na Jack Luo took advantage of the victory to pursue, pressing step by step, forcing Li Wang all the way to the edge of the ring.

Jack Luo showed a smug smile and kicked out, Li Wang hurriedly raised his fists to block the kick, but he was still shocked out of the ring. At this moment, a dagger flew over and pierced Li Wang's chest.

Jack Luo's hand caused everyone's anger, Li Wang fell out of the ring, he actually hurt the killer, for a while, everyone wanted to jump on the stage and find Jack Luo desperately.

The weasel didn't seem to see this scene, and said with a smile: "Hahaha! Yang Batian, you have already excluded six people, there is still the last place left, and there are unknown tiger generals on my side, I think you should surrender!"

"Hmph, weasel, don't be complacent, I'll let you know who should surrender right away. Yang Batian said, looking at Zhang Dong, Zhang Dong nodded and flew into the ring.

The weasel knew that Yang Batian's finale must be Zhang Dong, but he also knew that this Zhang Dong was not simple, but he was confident that no matter how awesome Zhang Dong was, his five masters would consume Zhang Dong to death. As long as Zhang Dong dies, the Red Gun Society will be gone, and then the Huangshan Sect will be able to replace the Red Gun Society as the number one in the world.

"Weasel, I didn't expect you to be so vicious, since that's the case, then it's no wonder to me, I'll let you know what cruelty is right away!" Zhang Dong said coldly.