Although Shen Xingming's injuries were not light, the three-headed dog of hell did not get any benefits.

Although the attack power and speed of the three-headed dog of hell are very strong, but in terms of defense, it is much worse. It's not on the same level at all with that sawtooth leopard.

The hardest sawtooth of the sawtooth leopard was smashed by Shen Xingming's punch, not to mention that this three-headed dog of hell was difficult to prove that it could resist Shen Xingming's punch in the face.

When all the people in the surrounding audience were in a state of shock, Shen Xingming's eyes were locked on the three-headed dog of hell again.

Because he knew very well that the blow just now was not enough to directly kill the three-headed dog of hell.

The three-headed dog of hell slowly got up from the ground at this time, but now it is obviously not as strong as the beginning, and it is much more cautious, the three heads shake, as if it has just hit it not lightly, and even its brains are a little confused.

was walking back and forth, but he didn't dare to continue to attack Shen Xingming easily.

This time also happened to give Shen Xingming a little time to breathe, and the aura in his body began to rotate, and the blood flowed rapidly, and he began to slowly recover from his injuries.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Xingming was a member of the Blood Clan, just an ordinary human Sword Xuan Realm powerhouse, then the three-headed dog of Hell just now would have been enough for him to lie on the ground and not be able to stand up.

The people of the blood clan are not only extremely resilient, but their own physical bodies are also much stronger than those of humans.

After a while, Shen Xingming's face also improved slightly, of course, it was only a little better, but there were still many deep wounds on his body that could not be fully recovered.

After all, Shen Xingming hadn't eaten a full meal in the days before the start of the fight, and he didn't even drink a few sips of water.

Moreover, in this slave death arena, even if it is what is usually eaten, it is naturally not very good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is for animals, and it is naturally difficult for physical strength to keep up.

"Kill him for me!"

Zou Hongfeng secretly transmitted the sound to the three-headed dog of hell, and the voice could only be heard by the three-headed dog of hell.

After hearing Zou Hongfeng's words, the three-headed dog of hell, which was originally hesitant and a little afraid, also cracked and reacted again.

The not too big body jumped up and rushed towards the top of Shen Xingming's head, letting out a roar.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The tail, as hard as a steel whip, swayed in the air, twisting the space around it.

Above the void, the sharp claws flashed, with a bloody aura, and grabbed Shen Xingming's body, as if they were going to tear his entire person to pieces.

Whew!

Shen Xingming's body could not keep up with his thoughts for a while, although he had already made the fastest reaction to dodge, but his body was still cut by the sharp claws that deep wounds, and blood splashed everywhere, splashing outward like raindrops.

Roar!

The three-headed dog of hell roared angrily, and the bloody mouths on the three heads suddenly opened, and venom dripped from the sharp teeth, which were about to bite off Shen Xingming's head.

And just when the three-headed dog of hell was less than a meter away from Shen Xingming, it was suddenly unable to continue to move forward for half a minute.

After everyone saw everything in front of them, they were surprised to find that Shen Xingming had actually grabbed the thick tail of the three-headed dog of hell in the air.

"Die!"

Shen Xingming's eyes flashed with a touch of murderous intent, and he grabbed the tail of the three-headed dog of hell with both hands and flicked it suddenly, aiming at the outside of the death arena and quickly flew out upside down.

Shen Xingming didn't stop, and at the same time as the three-headed dog of hell flew out, his figure flashed, and he quickly came to the flight path of the three-headed dog of hell, condensing all his spiritual power on his right hand, and the blood mist was swirling, and the entire fist became huge.

"Bloody Fist!"

A punch was thrown out and hit the three-headed dog of hell again.

Rumble!

The Three-Headed Hellhound was completely incapacitated in the air, and slammed into the wall of the slave death arena like a cannonball!

The entire death arena shook violently at this moment.

Suddenly, dust flew up.

If it weren't for the protective shield around the slave arena, the blow just now would have smashed a corner of the arena to pieces.

The entire arena was dead dead again, and all eyes were on the direction in which the three-headed dog of hell had flown out.

It didn't matter if they didn't look at it, when they saw everything in front of them clearly, everyone showed shocked expressions, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

I saw that the walls of the death arena were already red with blood, and the three-headed dog of hell was already blurred with blood.

This attack was so powerful that it directly smashed the body of the three-headed dog of hell into pulp.

There is no doubt that this situation is already dead to death.

Originally, I thought that Shen Xingming was dead, but I didn't expect that this three-headed dog of hell was actually killed by Shen Xingming.

After a period of calm on the entire death arena, thunderous roars and cheers erupted.

That's the battle they want to see.

No one thought that Shen Xingming would be able to turn the situation around in this situation, and this kind of perseverance is indeed not something that ordinary people can have.

Shen Junli breathed a deep sigh of relief, but there was no happy look on her face, because this was only the twenty-first game that Shen Xingming had won.

If you continue like this, you will surely die.

And Zou Hongfeng's face also became even more gloomy, there was no doubt that he didn't think that Shen Xingming could actually win, which was already beyond his expectations.

If a slave of this strength grows up, then it will be a big hidden danger.

"Zou Hongfeng, my brother has played six games in a row. You can rest after five games according to the rules!"

At this time, when he saw that Zou Hongfeng was about to play, Shen Junli also immediately shouted.

"Rules? You talk to me about rules?"

Zou Hongfeng glanced at Shen Junli coldly, and said coldly: "Don't forget your own identity, you are just a slave, and you deserve to talk to me about the rules." If he doesn't finish 30 games today, don't think about leaving!"

Zou Hongfeng's words were filled with disdain and sneer.

Even these slaves dare to talk to him about the rules, which is simply beyond their means.

In his eyes, the lives of these slaves could even be said to be inferior to a magical beast, after all, it costs more money to raise a magical beast.

In Zou Hongfeng's eyes, these slaves are not even as good as animals, and if they die, they will die.

"You're not a thing!"

Shen Junli glared at Zou Hongfeng with murderous intent in his eyes, but Zou Hongfeng didn't put it in his eyes, after all, for him, he didn't even bother to look at these slaves.

At this time, on the death arena, Shen Xingming was already exhausted, and couldn't help but kneel on one knee.

"Master, it seems that he can no longer fight. ”

Cold Moon Shadow nodded and said with an indifferent smile, "He has done a good job and is qualified to enter the Forbidden Land of Blood and Bones with me." ”

(End of chapter)