I saw Yue Hei nodding there expressively. Then the old man slowly stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "Now announce that the winner of the first battle is the disciple of the Misty Ghost Maiden: Liu Yanyan. ”

After the old man's loud voice spoke, the audience erupted in enthusiastic shouts.

It was clear that the bear was the most seriously injured.

He was carried down on a stretcher at the moment, and although Lin Juxiong was not dead, he was likely to become a waste.

And what about Liu Yanyan?

Although he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he was obviously fine.

The sisters in the audience who heard Liu Yanyan's victory immediately cheered.

Two of the girls walked quickly to the life and death platform and helped Liu Yanyan down.

And the frosty beauty "Ruo'er"

It was as motionless as a bell from beginning to end, as if she already knew in her heart who the victor was.

However, Li Xiaoer couldn't help but glance at the cold and glamorous beauty who had no expression at this moment, and was secretly shocked in his heart, this girl was not a simple character, and at the same time, she was also shocked by the cruelty and bloodiness of this Rakshasa Conference.

After Liu Yanyan of the Fog Hidden Ghost Girl won the first game, the old man immediately began to announce the second game.

When he pulled out the black box and began to shake, the audience listened attentively.

After the old man shook the black box in his hand, he slowly drew two wooden cards from inside.

"Now begins the second ...... of the Rakshasa Conference"

"The contestant for the second game is the second elder disciple of the Yue family: Wang Kun."

When the name was said at once, the whole audience suddenly fell silent, completely different from the first one, and the extreme reaction was like being "Wang Kun"

When the name was spoken, there was a sense of foreboding.

Who is Wang Kun?

Of course, it is the number one fierce general under the Second Elder Yue Heilong.

A murderer who is said to have lost the forbidden art in the West: the Beast Pupil.

And what about Zhang Han?

is another fierce general under the blood monk.

"Now I'm going to have two players on the field."

After the old man's loud voice fell, I saw that Wang Kun slowly walking towards the platform of life and death.

And what about the disciple of the blood monk: Zhang Han?

When he heard that his opponent was this evil fellow, his face turned pale.

As he walked step by step onto the stage of life and death, he could feel his heart pounding.

And when the names of these two people were announced, the blood monk was as dead as ashes.

His blood-red eyes were a little unwilling...... Because he knew in his heart that Zhang Han was not Wang Kun's opponent at all!

Fighting against that extremely evil guy, it is estimated that Zhang Han is more than lucky.

And Li Xiaoer in the audience also stared coldly at Wang Kun, whose pupils were black.

It was this guy who came behind him silently before he went on the field, and it was this guy who was filled with that extremely evil aura...... "Zhang Han, the disciple of the blood monk, is afraid that he will die on the field." ”

I only heard the women under the Fog Hidden Ghost Girl next to her whisper there.

"yes, whoever faces that evil guy will definitely die."

"That's not necessarily, our sister Ruo might be able to defeat him."

"Well, although the Western evil arts are terrifying, our kung fu is not lost to them."

…… A couple of girls here were talking there.

"The second game starts now."

As the old man's loud voice sounded, the eyes of everyone in the audience were once again focused on Wang Kun and Zhang Han on the life and death platform.

But seeing Wang Kun on the stage of life and death, from the moment he came on the field, his pupils all turned black, almost his pupils black; At the same time, there is an aura of evil that permeates his body.

Even the Great Elder Feng Chengxue who was there sniffed lightly.

"What a wicked breath......"

Feng Chengxue muttered in her mouth.

Yue Lingdu next to him frowned slightly, lowered his head to Feng Chengxue and asked, "Uncle, is this the Western Evil Arts......

"Hmm!"

"Since the time of Shakyamuni's mission, he has kept the magic of the West...... This Western forbidden technique is a unique kung fu, and even the old man and I sometimes have such evil skills. ”

Feng Chengxue said slightly.

Nayue Lingdu said: "Then the final winner of this Rakshasa Conference must be this Wang Kun......"

Feng Chengxue gently stroked her snow-white beard with her hand, and said slightly, "That's not necessarily. ”

"I'm sure [he] should do a miracle."

"Even an ancient relic like (the vampire crystal) can recognize him as its master...... I'm sure he's going to do wonders here. ”

Feng Chengxue said slightly.

The miracle in Fengcheng Xue's mouth is, of course, that Li Xiaoer.

At this moment, Li Xiaoer also looked at the stage without blinking, and he also knew that Wang Kun in front of him was a truly terrifying opponent.

But there is an obvious disparity between the two people on the stage.

Everyone doesn't seem to need to know who wins and who loses this battle.

As the old man's voice spoke, "The second duel begins now." ”

I saw that all the eyes of everyone in the audience were betting on the ring.

On the platform of life and death, Wang Kun raised his black pupils and glanced at Zhang Han, a disciple under the blood monk in front of him.

"Throw in the towel......"

I only listened to Wang Kun's mouth and spit out a few words lightly.

When these words were spoken, Zhang Han in front of him turned even pale.

Life and death, if you admit defeat, you can leave.

But in the Yue family, if a person admits defeat, it is more insulting than death.

So even if Zhang Hanming knew that his life might not be guaranteed today, he must not be insulted by this.

"Don't you think about it!"

"Others are afraid of your evil arts, but Lao Tzu is not afraid."

Zhang Han mustered up the courage to roar.

When Wang Kun heard Zhang Han say this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was smiling weirdly, he saw his hands suddenly palms upwards and slowly raised.

There was an invisible evil aura that enveloped him for a moment.

"Okay, then I'll send you to death."

Wang Kun said lightly.

That Zhang Han is not a fuel-efficient lamp, since he can be sent, he naturally has a strength that cannot be underestimated.

I saw that Zhang Han at this moment, Wang Kun was already using Western evil arts, and at this moment, he roared, his body suddenly jumped into the air, swept through thousands of troops with one move, and his right leg kicked towards Wang Kun's chest like thunder.

This leg is extremely powerful and fast.

Even when the people in the audience made such a move, they couldn't help but admire.

Faced with a domineering move, Wang Kun's pupils suddenly became even darker, as if his eyes had become black.

Suddenly, just when Zhang Han's leg was about to kick Wang Kun's body, Wang Kun's body suddenly moved.

He's moving so fast...... It's almost as fast as a person, and it can't be used with the naked eye at all, and that kind of speed is definitely beyond the limits of people.

Even Li Xiaoer in the audience was stunned, how could a person's speed reach that point?

It's like a shadow.

And the blood monk was cold...... In the last game, his men could have won, but they were defeated.

This time I ran into this damn guy again, and I was defeated again...... He sat there with a pair of blood-red eyes open and angry.

Zhang Han on the stage of life and death thought that he had kicked the other party, but when he looked fixedly, Wang Kun in front of him had already disappeared.

was shocked at this moment, and quickly turned his head to see Wang Kunzheng standing motionless behind him, as if he was playing with him.

"Bastard."

Zhang Han on the stage of life and death roared angrily and swept his legs again.

But Zhang Han's speed couldn't get any closer to Wang Kun's body at all.

Zhang Han, who didn't fight to the death, couldn't get close to Wang Kun.

His face became paler and pale, and at the same time, he couldn't help but exhale from his mouth.

And what about Wang Kun?

He has been standing quietly, and he has not made a move since he came to the stage.

"Throw in the towel?"

Wang Kun raised his black pupils again and looked at Zhang Han and asked.

"Fuck your head! Lao Tzu fought with you. ”

That Zhang Han seemed to be crazy and rushed at Wang Kun again fatally.

At this moment, Wang Kun didn't dodge anymore.

His black pupils suddenly seemed to burn with murderous flames, and his two hands suddenly opened their five fingers slightly as if they were about to grasp something, and then the palms of his hands slowly rose upward.

Suddenly, a blood-red color appeared all around the body for no reason.

The blood-red color permeated his entire body, as if a huge air bag was enveloping him.

The audience was stunned at the scene.

"Sorcery ......"

"Oh my God, that's sorcery."

…… Everyone in the audience exclaimed.

Even Li Xiaoer frowned and looked at the life and death platform in front of him.

Zhang Han was desperately attacking that Wang Kun at the moment, not considering the consequences of this blow at all.

However, the blood monk above the platform knew that something was wrong.

There was a loud bang.

At the moment when Zhang Han's body approached Wang Kun, Wang Kun's two palms were facing up, and suddenly two more red flames appeared in his palms, which seemed to be void flames from hell, and suddenly flipped his palms, and the void flames in his palms hit Zhang Han's body accurately.

There were no screams, no cheers.

Some are just scenes of people staring in disbelief.

The "Void Flame" in Wang Kun's palms

Zhang Han's body that hit him flew out miserably, and he fell on the platform of life and death with a thud.

His body was motionless.

Is it dead or alive?

Nobody knows.

One hit!

There's only one trick!

That Wang Kun actually defeated Zhang Han in front of him.

Such terrifying strength is really terrifying...... The contestants in the audience all looked embarrassed, and only the doorman under the Second Elder over there looked at them with a sinister smile on his face.

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