Chapter Seventy-Six: Winning

This is a humanoid monster with hairless skin and red skin and horns, nearly three meters tall, one hand is unusually huge, and the other is matched by the size of the body, which gives people the first feeling that it is a demon!

As soon as he appeared, he let out a hideous roar, grabbed a living ability summoner, and squeezed out the blood mixed with internal organs with a huge palm, and opened his mouth to drink, as if he did not obey the summoner's orders at all.

With the death of several of the Adepts, the Hexagram lost its support and was on the verge of failure. The demon who drank the blood seemed to hate the flames outside very much, jumped hard, and smashed directly into the formation presided over by Liu Hai'an.

As a last resort, Liu Haian and Fura withdrew to dodge, and the formation had no support.

Although the formation was broken, the surrounding flames were not extinguished instantly, but only began to grow smaller and gradually extinguished.

The demon roared repeatedly, and he couldn't understand what was said at all, and directly attacked the four of them.

The four of them supported it with difficulty, and the strength of this demon was beyond the strength of everyone, and they couldn't fight it alone, so they just waited and fought and retreated.

If this continues, there is no doubt that he will be defeated, Wang Xinqiang used the internal force of his whole body, instilled it into the knife intent, and slashed at the demon with a lonely cold knife.

The blade has not arrived, and the knife intent has reached first!

The demon was really shocked by this knife, and there was a short trance, seizing this opportunity, the little monk pointed a stick on the demon's head, and the demon who hit him fell to the sky.

Liu Hai'an and Fura who followed closely together slashed in the same place with their swords, directly breaking the demon's huge arm at the shoulder.

The intense pain of the broken arm awakened the demon's consciousness, and when he saw Wang Xin who came out of the knife, he roared angrily and kicked Wang Xin away.

Liu Haian and Fula, who didn't have time to retreat, were also swept away by the demon's other arm.

Only the little monk was still standing, and when he saw the situation, the little monk flew out the long stick in his hand and hit the demon to attract his attention. At the same time, he tore off the clothes on his upper body and began to work bare-chested.

A layer of light yellow mana light burst out, and the little monk's muscles bulged as if he had incarnated as a Buddha, but the hideous eyes on his face and blood-red eyes were terrifying.

The drone captured Yuantong's face and even gave a close-up during the broadcast.

The old monk who watched the broadcast saw this situation and recited a Buddha name sadly, but Huang Yong smiled and said: "Your apprentice is better than you, and you may not have the ability to incarnate a Buddha like this now." ”

The old monk did not speak, closed his eyes and stopped looking at the screen.

Besides, the little monk's super transformation really attracted the attention of the demon, who seemed to hate the breath emitted by the little monk's body very much, and the demon began to roar angrily at the little monk.

The little monk was also not to be outdone, and also shouted loudly at the demon.

The two are like two angry orangutans, preparing to fight to the death.

Finally, the two stopped roaring in the air, and both launched and collided directly together, fighting together fiercely.

The demon hugged Yuantong with one hand and squeezed hard to squash him, and at the same time lowered his head and bitten, trying to kill the little monk, although the little monk was pressed and could not withdraw, but his hands were wrapped in yellow light on the demon's body and struggled to destroy everything he could reach, and at the same time his feet trampled hard to break free.

Regardless of the injuries on the body, the demon tried his best to kill Yuantong, and the two of them kept rolling on the ground, even contaminated with the flame that had not yet been extinguished, this flame was very domineering, nothing could burn out of thin air, and once it was touched, it immediately began to burn flesh and blood.

The burning pain caused by the flames stimulated the madness of the two even more, and the little monk even used his teeth, since he couldn't get out, he would bite you to death. The frenzied bite and the destruction of his hands, soon the blood flowing from the demon stained the little monk into a bloody human form.

The fierceness and bloodshed of the battle are beyond people's imagination!

Finally the two stopped rolling, and the demon lay on its back on the ground, and a smaller, flesh-and-blood figure pulled its head out of his body and stood up. Yuantong's frantic bite just now had already plunged his entire head into the demon's body before he could kill the demon.

Now he pulled out his flesh-stained head, and stood there covered in demonic blood and scraps, more like a demon on earth.

Such an image makes everyone who watches the broadcast chill from the bottom of their hearts!

With a hideous smile on his lips, he came to the two remaining summoners who were no longer able to move, grinning, and shattered their hearts one by one. Then he smiled and said to Wang Xin, who had just stood up, "We won!" After speaking, he fell to the sky.

Huang Yong in front of the screen pouted and looked at the old monk and said nothing.

As the victor, Wang Xin's group of four people was quickly sent to a private hospital for first aid, and Fula's injuries were the least severe, only some skin injuries, followed by Wang Xin's curse after it weakened and disappeared, and there was no major problem, but Liu Hai'an and the little monk were much more miserable.

Liu Hai'an was attacked by the black fog, and many parts of his body were corroded, which was quite scary, but it was not fatal; the little monk was the worst, multiple ribs were fractured, and the back of his body was burned by the flames of the formation, especially the flesh and blood on the back of his calves, shoulders and the back of his head were burned, but his back was not burned by the demon's arm.

The external wound cleaning done in the hospital, the dark web sent someone to send healing medicine for the first time, and a water treatment ability appeared, cooperating with the doctor to treat the two.

Although his life is not in danger, and his injuries are not fatal, he will inevitably leave scars.

In fact, the biggest winner is the dark web, which not only plays a strong role in the promotion of the dark web, but also directly shows the means and strength of the dark web, and will usher in the rapid growth of the dark web.

On the night of the game, Jonas died violently, Wang Xin became the only heir, successfully obtained the inheritance, and handed over all other written documents to Liang Lizhu to deal with.

This day is already the fifth day after the end of the game, Fura has left, Wang Xin has basically recovered, Liu Hai'an is still wearing medicine and sitting in a wheelchair, the two came to the little monk's ward to chat.

The little monk had the most serious back injury, and he was still lying on the bed unable to move, and Zhao Yingying had been taking care of him carefully for the past few days.

The three of them summed up the previous battle, and there was a lot of luck, although they made perfect use of the suspicion and defense between the other group, but they were still too careless in their preparations. If it weren't for Liu Hai'an's spell that happened to restrain the two dark werewolves, that battle would probably have been lost. And the demon who was greeted by the last six people was too powerful, which was completely beyond their expectations, if it weren't for Wang Xin's knife to contain it, as well as the little monk's brave play, I'm afraid that the three of them would have been finished at this time.

The little monk buried his head and said: It's broken, it's broken...

Liu Haian said disapprerovingly: "Your injury looks scary, that's what happened, and you don't marry a daughter-in-law, it's ugly, no one cares." ”

Wang Xin also said: "That's it, it's really not okay to go to the stick country to give you plastic surgery, this time it is estimated that the broadcast fee for us will not be less, and it is estimated that someone will send it from the dark web in the next few days." ”

"It's not this phase, it's the demon phase, this time not only killed directly, but also used the angry Buddha phase, and it is estimated that he will be arrested and returned to the temple to face the wall, but I don't know how many years I have to face the wall. ”

It turned out that I was worried about this, but now the two of them have no choice, this is a matter of other people's teachers, and the two of them can't manage it.

Wang Xin said: "Then let's play more outside, don't go back yet." ”

"That's all I can do... ”

In the following days, Wang Xin began to go through the formalities with Liang Lizhu, and at the same time began to look for Huang Yong's box in the ancient castle; Liu Haian looked around for Chinese medicine shops, looking for medicinal materials to make his own ointment, saying that it was specially used to treat burns and repair scars; the little monk was the most leisurely, and Zhao Yingying accompanied him to wander around in a wheelchair.

The information given by Huang Yong is an old photo of the box, saying that the box is not big, and it is just the next basketball that has just been loaded.

In the past few days, in the name of maintaining the castle, Liang Lizhu has invited more than a dozen people to search for the carpet with an ultrasonic detector.

Wang Xin leisurely sat in the battery car of the manor golf course and took Liu Yuan to drive on the grass, such a large course, except for the maintenance personnel, there is no outsider. Originally, Wang Xin planned to learn elegance and play golf, but who knew that it was not decent to learn a few strokes, and he was laughed at by Liu Yuan, and he was racing in a fit of anger, anyway, the course is his own ~ willful!