In the black blood death arena ring, Fang An and the pit viper are on both sides of the ring.

The pit viper was a tall, thin middle-aged man staring at Fang An with a gloomy expression.

"Two ready, three, two, one. ”

"Deathmatch begins!"

As the host girl's voice fell, the audience suddenly became popular.

"Kill him!"

"Pit Viper, hang him!"

"Pit viper, you win what Lao Tzu bought, you must fight for Lao Tzu!"

Judging from the shouts in the audience, most people still supported the pit viper, after all, Fang An was too young, and his cultivation was not as good as the pit viper.

What's more, the pit viper has two successful defenses, which means that the pit viper has survived two death fights.

An almost transparent barrier rises around the ring, both to protect the surrounding audience and to tell the two in the ring.

It's a deathmatch, and only one can survive. If you can't tell the difference between life and death, the barrier won't open.

Fang An and Pit Viper were obviously not affected by the audience, and the moment the deathmatch began, their spiritual power began to run wildly.

An ice giant snake appeared behind the pit viper, and then the snake's mouth opened violently, and pieces of ice blades were mixed in the wind and snow, spraying towards Fang An.

Frost Scales Rain!

Fang An recognized this type of talent and supernatural power, and the spirit of the ice snake was not uncommon in Baizhou.

The pit viper held two snake tooth daggers in his hands, and with the cover of the frost scale blade rain, he rushed towards Fang An at great speed.

"Close combat?" Fang An guessed as he looked at the pit viper's weapon.

In the past, Fang An tried every means to get close to the enemy in close combat, but he didn't expect to meet a person who came to the door today.

With the long spiritual knife in his hand, Fang An stood upside down, waiting for the pit viper.

The first to envelop Fang An was naturally the countless ice blades of the frost scale blade rain, but due to the distance, the power of the ice blade had dropped a lot when it was approaching, and Fang An easily slashed it with the spirit weapon long knife.

Clang!

The long knife of the spirit weapon swung open a short dagger with snake teeth, and at the same time slashed back quickly, against another short dagger with snake teeth that slashed at his throat.

At the same time, Fang An's left hand condensed and collapsed his fist, and hit the pit viper's chest with the middle door wide open.

The pit viper's body spun deftly, dodging Fang An's punch, and then continued to attack closely.

The two snake tooth daggers flew up and down, matching the pit viper's dexterous body and circling around Fang An.

And Fang An was like falling into a snake's nest, with the trails of snake-toothed daggers everywhere.

Bell bell!

The sound of weapons colliding sounded intensively, and the wind unfolded, Fang An fought fast, and he didn't fall behind for a while.

However, Fang An gradually found that the pit viper's body was becoming more and more flexible and faster.

After a flicker, Fang An saw that there was already a layer of frost on the ground of the ring, and the pit viper's feet slid dexterously on the frost, obviously this was the reason why the pit viper's body was becoming more and more flexible.

Frost step, the pit viper's medium-grade spiritual technique.

"No, it's a bit unstoppable to go on like this, and we have to break the game. ”

Fang An's body technique couldn't be compared to the pit viper at all, not to mention that his left leg injury had not healed, and he could only fight against the pit viper by relying on the speed of the wind.

So Fang An's knife technique changed, from the wind type to the thunder type.

The attack speed of the stacked thunder type was naturally worse than that of the wind type, so Fang An's change of move instantly fell into disadvantage.

After more than a dozen knives, two wounds had already appeared on Fang An's body, one on his left shoulder and the other on his left abdomen.

Fang An didn't care, he had expected this situation, otherwise he wouldn't have changed his moves. As long as it's not a fatal injury, it doesn't matter if you get two stabs.

"He has a weakness in the left half of his body!" The pit viper noticed that the power of Fang An's left half of his body was a little sluggish, so he began to focus his attack on Fang An's left body.

Fang An was slightly weakened, and the injury in his left leg became a burden, making his already slightly weaker defensive circle appear more porous.

The pit viper also wondered if Fang An had deliberately exposed his weakness and lured him to the bait. However, after careful screening, Fang An did not find that he meant to disguise.

After more than twenty knives, Fang An added another wound under his ribs, and this wound was much more serious than the first two flesh wounds.

The pit viper's short dagger was almost completely submerged into Fang An's left ribs, piercing through the gap in his ribs, and was only two fingers away from his heart.

Even if he didn't stab the vital point, Fang An's left lung was still pierced by the snake's tooth dagger, and every breath was painful, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Twenty-three knives is enough to break the game. Fang Anxin counted silently.

The situation became more and more dangerous, and Fang An did not dare to continue to use the stacking thunder style.

So with the next sword, Fang An slashed out all the power of the stacked thunder style.

This knife looked the same as before, but the moment the knives and daggers collided, the pit viper's face couldn't help but change.

The power suddenly increased several times, and the pit viper was not prepared at all, the tiger's mouth in his right hand was torn, his phalanges were twisted, his wrist was dislocated, and the snake's tooth dagger was directly knocked away.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the pit viper kicked his feet and retreated quickly. But Fang An had endured it for so long, waiting for this moment, how could he easily let the pit viper escape.

The spiritual power suddenly exploded, although it was not as good as the pit viper than the flexible Fang An, but under the drag knife style, in terms of straight-line speed, Fang An was three points faster than the pit viper.

The pit viper threw the snake tooth dagger in his left hand towards Fang An, and at the same time, the spirit of the ice snake resurfaced behind him, and the rain of frost scales and blades spewed out from the snake's mouth.

It's just that this time the frost scale blade rain is no longer a covering attack, but under the control of the pit viper, countless tiny ice blades condense into a huge ice blade, smashing towards Fang An.

With the snake's tooth dagger flying away, Fang An was unmoved in the face of the condensed huge ice blade.

It was not easy to force the pit viper into such a situation, if Fang An retreated, the advantage he had worked so hard would be gone.

Black flames erupted from the spirit weapon long knife, Fang An's body twisted, and at the same time, his left hand smashed into the ice blade, slightly changing the trajectory of the ice blade, and rushing towards the pit viper without slowing down.

Blood splattered, Fang An slashed open the pit viper's chest, and the blood was burned by the black flames before it landed.

"Ahem······"

Fang An coughed up a mouthful of blood, slammed his knife on the ground, and his body shook for a moment before steady.

At this time, Fang An also had a huge wound from his right shoulder to his left abdomen, the skin and flesh were turned outward, and the bones were deeply visible, which was naturally caused by the ice blade of the pit viper.

Fortunately, countless vitality poured out from the pit viper's corpse, and Fang An was able to contain the injury after absorbing it.

Fang Ji pretended to throw a elixir into his mouth, and then the wound on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In fact, what Fang An ate was just a stomach pill, but Fang An didn't want to expose the effect of his natural powers, so he pretended that the injury was recovered from the elixir he ate.

"In the first deathmatch, the winner is the genius spirit master Master Fang An!"

After the host took the stage to announce the results, there were cacophony voices in the audience, with screams of excitement and curses of remorse.

"It's amazing, no wonder it can enter the eyes of the white boss. In the VIP box, Sean clapped his hands and praised, not feeling the slightest annoyance because of Fang An's victory.

Bai Yuchi smiled and didn't speak, and the fist that Bai Xiaoyu had been clenching all the time finally let go.

"Take the 810,000 golden tickets. Sean instructed the steward.

"No need, continue to press. Bai Yuchi said.

Bai Xiaoyu opened her mouth when she heard this, but under the signal of Bai Yuchi's eyes, she didn't say anything after all.

"Boss Bai, I don't know who will play against in the next game, and the handicap hasn't come out yet, so confident?" Sean narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You're right, I do have faith in this kid. Bai Yuchi said with a smile.

Sean chuckled and said no more.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill the pit viper in the middle of the True Spirit Realm

However, as the weakest of the ten war slaves, even if he was sent up to touch Fang An's bottom, it was not surprising that Sean was killed.

The pit viper didn't die in vain, at least it also made Sean see through Fang An's strength------ his sword skills were very strong, his body skills were slightly weak, his cultivation was solid, and he was ruthless enough.

So Sean is not worried, although the sword technique is good, it is not yet to the point of high-grade spiritual skills, no matter how solid the cultivation is, can it be compared to a half-step true spirit?

In terms of ruthlessness, which of these war slaves is not ruthless, and those who are not ruthless enough will have died long ago.

What's more, Fang An still has injuries that have not yet healed.

In the lounge, Fang An was meditating to restore his spiritual power.

Although the injury can be recovered through natural supernatural powers, the spiritual power is not. However, each deathmatch was separated by half an hour, which was enough for Fang An to recover his spiritual power.

"My lord, your opponent in the next battle will be the sand scorpion, and your cultivation will be in the late stage of the real spirit realm. A coolly dressed maid came in and reported.

"Where's the handicap?" Fang An asked.

"You are five to one, and Lord Sand Scorpion is one to three. ”

Fang An opened his eyes when he heard this, it seems that Sean does not have the idea of using the weak to continue to send experience, this sand scorpion should be the strongest among the ten war slaves, otherwise the odds will not be so different.

In the eyes of others, Fang An had already made a gesture of fighting for his life when he won a pit viper, and there was basically no chance of surviving when he encountered a sand scorpion.

"It's more difficult, one to five and one to three, it seems that Sean is ready to really win this game······ The odds are still not high enough, if I lose ten, I dare to let it go. It's just that I don't know if this game is won again, and Sean will dare to raise the odds again. Fang An pondered.

"If the adult has any needs, he can command them all, and the slave family can meet all the needs. The maid said softly with spring in her eyes.

"Anything?" Fang An looked the maid in front of him up and down, and couldn't tell that this person was still a high-level of the Black Blood Death Arena?

"Anything······ Both. The maid twisted her graceful posture and deliberately accentuated her tone on "anything".

"Then you can bring me a bottle of elixir to restore spiritual power, and if there is an elixir to treat bone injuries, you can also bring a bottle. Fang An's eyes lit up.

"Your Excellency······ Your Excellency, you are joking, the slave family does not have these things······" The maid stiffened, and then said with a slightly distorted face.

"It's okay if you don't say anything, don't talk nonsense if you don't. Fang An suddenly felt excited, isn't this a waste of feelings.