Chapter Ninety-Three, Yan Race (2)

It's just that the look of shock on her face just rose, the mutation has been born, and the Hua Wushu that was cut in half was divided into two, turning into two Hua Wushu and rushing towards Cong Yue, Cong Yue cut Hua Wushu in half with a knife, the knife momentum has declined, and when he was exhausted, he saw Hua Wushu to his side, and it was too late for him to retreat in fear, so he had to drop his weapon with a bang, turn his hands into fists, and attack Hua Wushu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously saw that his fists had hit the opponent's body, but Cong Yue felt that his fist was smashed on the cotton, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and when he wanted to withdraw his fist again, his two arms had been grabbed, ah! Cong Yue screamed, his two arms had been torn off by Hua Wushu, and blood spurted out of the severed arm like a fountain.

Cong Yue is ruthless enough, in addition to the moment when his arms were torn off, he screamed, and then, no longer spoke, but rushed towards the outside of the ring, after arriving at the edge of the ring, he jumped hard, jumped off the ring, although he lost his arms, but he managed to save his life, and retreated on the spot, this is a thing that is easy to cause dissatisfaction and noise among the audience and judges, but the strange thing is that the Yan audience and judges, who have always been known for their bravery and belligerence, are not surprised by this scene.

Ji Mo was very puzzled, but when he saw the mutation and regeneration in the ring, Hua Wushu glanced at Cong Yue who had fled outside the ring with contempt, and then returned his gaze to the two broken arms in his hands, and then leaned his head up and sucked hard the fresh flesh and blood in his hands.

Ji Mo only felt a chill in his heart, this flower without a tree is too cruel, not only will he tear others alive, but also eat their flesh and blood, and the same is true for people of the same race, if he is facing people of other races, he doesn't know what means to use, Geng Xiao seemed to notice Ji Mo's strangeness, and glanced at her: "What, scared?" ”

"It's not scared, but I can't figure it out, how can this person's hobby be so strange, he actually eats human flesh raw." Ji Mo frowned and looked at Hua Wushu Dao, who was sucking blood all over his mouth in the ring.

"What's so strange, this person named Hua Wushu should have some kind of special demon bloodline, and this kind of demon just likes to suck the flesh and blood of intelligent life." Geng Xiao seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing, and he didn't feel anything strange at all.

Ji Mo glanced at him speechlessly, only to feel that he really had too little experience, many things that seemed to them to be very common, but he couldn't adapt to them, such a character wanted to survive in the cultivation realm, I was afraid that it would not be easy, Ji Mo sighed slightly in his heart.

In just such a moment, those two arms have been gnawed clean by Hua Wushu, I don't know if he is too famous, after Hua Wushu gnawed the arm in his hand, he had half a cup of tea, and no one came to the stage, Ji Mo was secretly surprised, don't you say that the people of the Yan clan are brave? Why did no one dare to go up to such a bloodthirsty madman as Hua Wushu?

Just when the fox was suspicious, he saw a young man in a blue power suit stepping into the ring, the Qi refiners of the Yan clan are generally not very old, and the new teenager is also only seventeen or eighteen years old, the eleventh order of Qi refining, and the refining body has reached the five realms of detachment, Hua Wushu couldn't help but shrink his eyes fiercely when he saw this young man, he slightly added his lips and spoke: "Mo Alum, I didn't expect you to play so soon?" How? I'm afraid that I'll eat too many people, so I can't wait to come up and drive me down? ”

"Hua Wushu, you go down by yourself, if I let me do it, I may kill you." The young man known as Mo Alum spoke calmly, his appearance was not outstanding, and his figure was not tall compared to the people of the Yan clan, but he casually stood in the ring, but he suppressed the terrifying momentum on Hua Wushu's body.

"Ji Mo, this kid is your rival." The moment Geng Xiao saw Mo Alum, his eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly, and he said softly, the combat power of this kid in front of him, he felt that he might not be able to defeat him in the early stage of foundation building, it was really terrifying.

Ji Mo nodded, there was no need to make a test at all, opponents of equal strength often did not need to fight formally, they could sense it only by intuition, as soon as Mo Alum came to power, Ji Mo knew that this person was his fierce rival.

"Hehe, Mo Alum, you are known as the first day of the disciples of my Yan Clan's Qi Refining Realm, but today you are willing to come to power for a person like me who has been abandoned by the clan, I am very honored, if you can die at your hands, I have no complaints, but if what you get is just a false name, I will definitely suck your flesh and blood to feed my bloodline." Hua Wushu smiled, his ice-blue eyes were crimson, and his gaze was full of madness and stubbornness.

"In that case, let's do it." Mo Alum didn't take advantage of his tongue, he said calmly.

Hua Wushu snorted, and there was a fiery red scimitar like a cicada's wings in his hand, but when he saw a red light flashing, one of the rings was shrouded in blood mist, and Mo Alum's figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, touch, touch! Touch! The spectators only heard a few dull loud noises, and then, the blood mist exploded, the red light dispersed, Mo Alum stood in the center of the ring with a calm face, and Hua Wushu was already lying in the ring, the bewitching red scimitar was lying quietly beside him, and in his left chest, there was a bloody hole with a bowl mouth.

"Cough, cough, Mo Alum, you deserve to be the first day of Qi refining disciples of my Yan clan, hahaha, died in the hands of my clan's first day, I have no regrets, no regrets!" Hua Wushu looked at Mo Alum, coughing up blood in his mouth, and laughing wildly, the flamboyant laughter and the blood that kept spraying out formed a poignant picture that was difficult to describe with words.

Hua Wushu's laughter lasted for half a long time, and then, the laughter stopped, gradually becoming inaudible, there was silence around the ring, and a touch of wetness appeared in the corners of Ji Mo's eyes unconsciously, before, she saw Hua Wushu tear off Cong Yue's two arms, and eat flesh and blood raw, only to feel that this person was too cruel, but at this moment, looking at Hua Wushu who was dying with a wanton attitude, he seemed to see from his last moment of laughter, and he saw the indescribable grievances and sadness in his heart.

"Just a poor man." Ji Mo's voice was inaudible, and neither Geng Xiao nor Bai Ze, who were standing beside her, could hear what she muttered.

Hua Wushu's death did not attract other attention except for Ji Mo feeling an inexplicable sadness, his body was quickly carried out of the ring, and then came to the stage was a beautiful girl in green, she and Hua Wushu can be said to be two completely different contrasts, if Hua Wushu is compared to a bloodthirsty demon, she is like an elf who comes out of the spring mood. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )