"Shoot her, kill her!"

The stands were boiling, Qin Chuan was mixed in the crowd, but he shook his head again and again, sometimes, the darkness is not necessarily dark, and the light is not necessarily bright, behind the so-called light, there is also a dirt that ordinary people can't see.

"Roar!"

The roar in the stands seemed to be a booster, and Andrew yelled and smashed his fist directly on the iron cage, smashing the iron cage for a while.

"Woman, come out for me." Andrew growled in a low voice.

The woman was unkempt and covered with blood, she should have suffered a lot, and when she looked up at Andrew, her eyes were blood-red, almost emotionless, and cold, as if she was looking at a dead body.

"Roar!"

The woman jumped up suddenly, swept out of the cage quickly, opened her mouth, and two fangs quickly burst out, her face was extremely hideous, and she bit directly at Andrew's neck.

"Humph!"

Andrew was already on guard, roared violently, and directly punched over, the woman didn't have time to dodge, her hands blocked forward, and Andrew's fist smashed straight into her arm.

The Blood Clan's body was obviously weak, not enough to resist Andrew's fist, and flew straight upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof!"

The woman fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was already shriveled on the ground, unable to move anymore.

"Shoot her, kill her!"

In the stands, it was boiling again.

Looking at the group of people who were noisy and insulting around him, Qin Chuan really couldn't stand it anymore, took out a mask from the storage ring and put it on his face.

on the Colosseum. The Bloodline woman lay on the ground and couldn't move, and Andrew shook his fist. Let out a beastly roar of victory, step by step, he walked towards the blood woman.

Under the hustle and bustle. Andrew's eyes became redder and redder, as if he had lost his mind, and his face was extremely hideous and cruel.

"Lowly vampire, although you are a woman, you should die!" With a roar, he swung his fist the size of a sandbag and smashed it directly at the head of the blood woman, as if he was about to smash the woman's head to pieces.

"Huh!"

The Bloodline Woman was powerless to fight. could only accept fate, however, at this time, a white figure flashed on the arena.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Andrew's fist smashed on the body of the man in white, and the golden light flashed on the chest of the man in white, and in an instant, Andrew was like being hit by an elephant, and the whole person flew out upside down at a faster speed.

"Bang!"

He fell heavily to the ground. I didn't have time to spit out a mouthful of blood, and there was no sound.

The stands fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at the mysterious man wearing the devil's mask in the arena.

This scene was really unexpected by everyone. Everyone thought that Andrew would punch the blood woman in the head, so that they could see the happy scene of brains splattering and flesh flying. However, I never expected someone to suddenly intervene and come in. It wasn't the Bloodline woman who died, it was Andrew.

"Shoot him. Disrupt the battle and kill this man! ”

I don't know who shouted, there was a riot in the stands again, hundreds of people shouted loudly at the throat, the scene was simply shocking, and the heart was about to jump out.

At the top of the stands, there is a room.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was an old man, followed by a white young man, if Qin Chuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this old man was the elder of the Holy Knights of Light Arabraham, who had a conflict with him in front of the St. Peter's Hotel that day.

"Look, Elder!" The white youth pointed to the arena below, cautiously facing Alabham.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes were like lightning, and his eyes fell on the man in white, and his brow was twisted into a rope.

"I don't need you to say it, I've seen it." With a dark face, this guild of the Strangers was organized by him, and no one was allowed to make trouble here, and immediately, Arabraham said to the young man, "Even if this person is not a blood clan, he definitely has a great relationship with the blood clan, and immediately order to go down and capture this person alive." ”

"Yes!" The white young man answered, did not dare to slack off, and immediately hurriedly retreated.

Arabraham stood in front of the window, his eyes falling on the man in white below, with a little doubt between his eyebrows, only to feel that this person's figure was somewhat familiar.

"Kill him, kill him!"

In the stands, everyone shouted in unison, waving their fists one by one, fierce and vicious, more like a group of devils from hell.

"Dare to come to the knight's manor to make trouble, kill me!" With a cold shout, several white shadows flew out and flew towards the ghost-faced man in the arena.

The five white-clothed priests, all of whom had reached the third order, fire, ice blades, wind swords, and all kinds of abilities, beckoned to the ghost-faced man without the slightest reservation.

However, the ghost-faced man had no intention of fighting back, and those abilities beckoned to the ghost-faced man's body, and instead of being injured, the ghost-faced man flew out upside down one after another, as if he had been severely injured.

The stands instantly fell silent again, and no one dared to shout again, it was a third-order ability, the elite of the Knights, and the absolute leader in the entire ability world, so vulnerable.

The ghost-faced man's gaze swept over the fallen men, his gaze resting on the wind-based powerhouse.

Immediately, the ghost-faced man took out a disposable syringe as if no one was around, walked slowly in front of the wind powerhouse, pulled out the needle, and under the frightened gaze of the powerhouse, the syringe went directly into his heart.

"Ahh

The Adeptus let out a terrible roar, as if he was in great pain, and everyone in the stands felt a chill down their spines.

"What is he doing?"

"Who is he?"

Countless questions arose in everyone's minds, who was this ghost-faced man who suddenly appeared, why was he so powerful, could it be a person from the dark world?

Soon, Ghostface stood up, slowly, holding a syringe with an extra tube of green liquid in it.

Turning to look at the Blood Clan's woman, the Ghostface turned to the crowd in the stands, "This woman, I saved it, if any of you are not happy, just come and fight me." ”

The entire underground arena was dumbfounded for a while, and in the face of the arrogance of the ghost-faced man, no one dared to squeak.

"What? Is there no one? If there's no one, I'll take this woman with me!" "Ghostface.

"Hmph, Your Excellency is too arrogant!" An angry roar came from the corner of the arena, and a young man in sunglasses floated down.

is tall, wearing a gray suit, and looks quite handsome, even if he is the protagonist of a Hollywood movie, it is more than enough.

"Michael Lawrence!" Standing in front of the ghost-faced man, the young man reported his name, looking very arrogant.

Disciple of the Pope, twenty-eight years old, a third-order and ninth-grade supernatural person, an absolute genius.

Ghostface stared at Michael, "Yes, I like you." ”

"I don't have any hobbies." When Michael heard this, he frowned, and directly took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of sapphire-like eyes.

"Huh!"

Two arm-thick lasers shot out of Michael's eyes and headed for the Ghostface.

It's unimaginably fast!

This Michael's ability is actually a rare ability, Cyclops!

Both eyes emit laser rays, which are extremely destructive!

However, it turned out that the laser light emitted by Michael was like hitting a mirror, and the light reflected and went back the way it came.

"Ah, my eyes!"

The light entered his eyes, and the eyeballs couldn't bear the pressure, and they exploded in an instant, burning into a scorched black, and Michael covered his black eye sockets and let out a miserable scream.

Like falling into darkness, it was pitch black in front of him, it was dark like never before, Michael's ability was completely on the eyeball, and the eyeball was destroyed, then his whole person was ruined, and he couldn't bear the blow at all, and he was spinning around the arena like a headless fly.

"I said, I like you very much, but it's not you who I like, it's your abilities, it's good, Cyclophalo, I'll take it." Ghostface walked over and grabbed Michael by the shoulder. (To be continued......)