With Shen Xingming's current situation, if he continued to fight, it would definitely be impossible to resist for more than thirty battles.

And even if he can really continue to win all the way to the end, then the opponent who must be arranged in the last place must be extremely powerful, and it is not an object that Shen Xingming can defeat.

It was precisely because the middle-aged man knew that Shen Xingming needed to fight thirty battles, so he did not arrange for the strongest opponent to play at twenty.

Because he also knows that the battle is gradual, and the atmosphere is slowly heating up.

Since these twenty battles have passed, there is no doubt that the atmosphere has reached an unprecedented height because of Shen Xingming's need to continue fighting.

In this slave death arena, the slaves have no say at all, all they can do is fight and die.

At this time, I saw it on the death arena.

A gray dog-type demonic beast that was not too big had already come to the death arena.

This one looked like a small magical beast, only four or five meters tall, but as soon as it appeared in this slave death arena, no one dared to underestimate it.

Because this kind of aura is very powerful.

I saw that on the body of the demonic beast, there were three heads with similar shapes, and the saliva dripping from the mouth fell on the ground, all of which corroded the ground into small pits.

Behind him, a tail as hard as a steel whip was pounding on the ground, cracking the field one after another.

On the head and back, there were poisonous snakes as thick as arms, revealing their sharp fangs.

This is the fifth-order demonic beast, the three-headed dog of hell.

Although the strength of these demonic beasts is comparable to those demonic beasts that fought against Shen Xingming before, this Hell Three-Headed Dog is a small demonic beast, not only has strong attack power, but also has severe poison.

On top of that, it's much faster than the previous monsters.

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult demonic beast for Shen Xingming to deal with.

Roar!

The three heads of the three-headed dog of hell let out a tearing roar at the same time, sharp and piercing, and the figure was like the wind, and it rushed directly towards Shen Xingming.

And the middle-aged man who was watching not far away here, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "I see how you won thirty games." ”

"Lord Zou, the woman brought it. ”

At this time, one of his subordinates came to the middle-aged man's side and spoke respectfully.

I saw a girl in tattered clothes being pressed up by a strong man, and her slender hands and feet were shackled and handcuffed, and it was already obvious that there were strangulation marks on her body by iron tools.

Although the face is dirty, it can still be seen that the facial features are very good, and if you wash it and dress it up a little, it must be a beauty embryo.

After the girl was brought up, her face changed suddenly, and she was excited to rush out when she looked at the figure in the death arena.

But he was immediately caught by the strong man behind him, because his hands and feet were tied, and he hadn't eaten a full meal for a few days, and his body was very weak.

He couldn't exert too much strength at all, and Zou Hongfeng was here, even if he was in his heyday, it was impossible to beat him.

"I've heard that my brother has won twenty fights and is already free himself. Zou Hongfeng, you actually don't keep your promise!"

The girl glared at Zou Hongfeng angrily, with a pair of eyes with that strong killing intent, but Zou Hongfeng didn't put the girl in his eyes at all, but said with a mocking look: "I didn't keep my promises. He did win twenty games, but he stayed on of his own free will. ”

"You talk nonsense!"

"If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not being angry, only ten wins in a row. Now your brother is fighting the remaining ten games for you, and if you fail, neither of you will want to leave here, hahaha. ”

Zou Hongfeng let out bursts of wild laughter, in his eyes, how could these slaves be free and dignified.

It's just a little bit of a fight, and it's meant to entertain the spectators, which is the only purpose for them to survive.

"You!"

"Just here and watch, watch how your brother dies in this slave death arena. ”

Zou Hongfeng ignored the girl and continued to watch the good show in the death arena.

The girl bit her lower lip and turned her gaze to the death arena, full of worry in her heart.

Looking at Shen Xingming's state, it is not very good, if he continues to fight, let alone win ten battles, he doesn't even know if he can resist this one.

She was very happy when she heard the thunderous shouts in the death arena and heard everyone calling her brother's name in the place where she was being held.

Because her brother can finally win twenty consecutive victories and leave this hellish place.

However, she was suddenly taken out, and she was also surprised after seeing the figure of Shen Xingming continuing to fight with the demonic beast on the death arena.

This Zou Hongfeng actually did not let people go, but let Shen Xingming continue to fight.

Coincidentally, it was said that it was to give Shen Xingming a chance so that he could fight in place of his sister, and as long as he won, both of them could leave.

But who doesn't know that Zou Hongfeng did this because he wanted to kill Shen Xingming, and he wouldn't let Shen Xingming get free himself.

And Shen Xingming didn't think about anything in his mind, he was a brainless person, and the only thing he thought about was to win the game and leave this ghost place with his sister.

The girl's original name was Ai Junli.

She is not Shen Xingming's own sister, but the two have depended on each other since childhood, and the relationship can be said to be closer than that of brother and sister. The only relatives of the two are each other.

So the girl didn't ask for her own surname, but followed Shen Xingming's surname, called Shen Junli.

......

On top of the death arena.

Shen Xingming had been fighting with the three-headed hellhound for many rounds, because the three-headed hellhound was extremely fast, leaving many scars on Shen Xingming's body.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Xingming was a member of the blood clan, he could control the blood, recover from his injuries very quickly, and change to an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have already been defeated.

The three-headed dog of hell opened its mouth, its mouth constantly dripping with venom, and the three pairs of eyes stared at Shen Xingming as if they were looking at a sumptuous meal.

Shout!

I saw that the figure of the three-headed dog of hell suddenly rushed out again, and the speed was extremely fast, like an arrow from the string, turning into a streamer in the air and rushing towards Shen Xingming.

Shen Xingming's eyes widened suddenly, obviously he was also stunned by the sudden speed of the three-headed hell dog, but he didn't expect that the speed of the three-headed hell dog just now was not the fastest.

(End of chapter)