The white-haired old man's dark lips left a smile: "Little girl, think you are the old man, are you the stupid big man?"

Bai Luo's mind was dizzy for a while, and he bent down and picked it up three times before picking up the knife from the ground.

The old man seemed to enjoy it very much, and stood quietly to the side, watching Bai Luo tremble and carry the knife in his hand. The old man looked at Bai Luo and said happily, "Do you know what kind of meat is the best?"

Bai Luo gritted his teeth, held his breath and rushed towards the old man again.

The old man was full of gray hair, but he was like a ghost, and he moved very quickly, and he dodged with a gentle and skillful attitude. Bai Luo missed the blow and hurriedly retreated to prevent the old man from using poison again.

Bai Luo landed on the ground with a knife, gasping for breath.

Hold your breath to attack, not only is the movement slow, but the wound on the flank and the broken rib are getting more and more painful. Fang had just had a hard time with the big man, and he was injured in several places, and now he was moving slowly and met a nimble opponent. What a headache!

The old man's sleeve poisoned snake poked his head out and "hissed" and spit out the snake letter, looking eager to try.

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he looked down at the poisonous snake and said, "You want to go? It's too early, and the meat is not delicious enough." The old man said, and his hand like a withered branch stretched out to Bai Luo.

Bai Luo hurriedly stepped back to the side. The old man turned a corner and chased after Bai Luo.

The two chased one after the other in the cage. The old man did not release the poisonous mist again, but chased Bai Luo happily like a cat chasing a mouse.

The pierced wounds on Bai Luo's flank were torn again and again, and the broken ribs almost wanted to be pierced out of the flesh under the flanks.

Bai Luo gasped, with this old man's speed, as long as he ran faster, he could catch up with him at any time. What's more, he can also release an unstoppable poisonous mist. This old man is clearly just chasing himself and playing!

Bai Luo stopped and looked back at the old man coldly.

Sure enough, as soon as Bai Luo stopped, the old man also stopped chasing, he looked at Bai Luo and said with a smile: "Do you know what kind of meat is the best to eat? It must be killed when the blood is the most boiling after sufficient exercise! Blood can fill the muscles of the Dao." Makes the muscles more elastic to bite!"

If you continue to run like this, you will only become the meat on the plate that is very elastic in the mouth of the old man.

Bai Luo looked at the poisonous snake in the old man's sleeve and held the handle of the knife tightly.

Only once, you only have one chance!

Bai Luo turned around and ran again. The old man laughed while chasing, "Okay, good, you good girl." Run faster!

Suddenly, Bai Luo suddenly turned around, and the big knife in his hand was already raised high.

The old man never thought that Bai Luo would suddenly turn around and make a move. The sleeves on the left and right sides shook, and a white mist suddenly rose from the sleeves. The cyan triangular snake swooped down in the white mist towards Bai Luo's front door.

Bai Luo held the big knife, and with a slight twist of the handle, the blade suddenly turned in a different direction, and the horizontal slash turned into an oblique upward pick. A bloody arrow slipped from the sky. As soon as the triangular snake's hyaccia touched Bai Luo's eyelashes, it turned into two pieces and fell to the ground.

When the old man saw that his snake was cut into two pieces by Bai Luo, his heart was like a knife. His red eyes were red, and he screamed "wow", like Bai Luo pounced.

At this time, Bai Luo's blade was upward, and it was impossible to withdraw the big knife to block the old man's blow.

Since Bai Luo made his move, Bai Luo has held his breath, and now it is the limit. Bai Luo simply threw the big knife on the ground, held his last breath, leaned forward slightly, took the old man's palm with his shoulder, and pushed the old man backwards.

With a "poof", the black iron barb pierced into the old man's abdominal cavity. The old man wanted to move again, but Bai Luo stretched out his hand and twisted the old man's neck to completely break the old man's neck.

But Bai Luo's hand was not yet strong, and a fishy sweetness came from his throat. Bai Luo "poofed" and protruded a mouthful of black blood. Black blood spilled all over the old man's face, and the black blood fell on his gray hair and pale skin.

The old man looked at Bai Luo and said with a cruel smile: "I can't imagine it, my nails are also poisonous." ”

Black blood dripped, her blue eyes seemed to be frosted, and there was a ruthlessness in her cold eyes: "So what?" After that, Bai Luo twisted the old man's neck with both hands.

The old man's head was pulled down, and the skin covered with sarcoma fell heavily from his cheeks, pulling his facial features crookedly, and the whole person hung on the black iron barb as if it was about to melt.

Two jailers walked in from behind the iron gates. Carefully remove the old man from the barbed iron. "Who wants to eat such a person? Even if they are thrown into the desolation, no one will dare to eat it, right?"

The two jailers whispered as they dragged the man away. As they passed Bai Luo, the two jailers paused. One of the jailers said, "You hold on one more, and one more, and you can go if you win one more time." ”

Bai Luo groaned hoarsely and looked at the old man and asked, "What about him? He didn't come from the desolate prison, did he?"

The two jailers glanced at the old man with some disgust: "The old man of the green snake was also a person from the desolate prison before, and he came to the Shura Field like you. After winning three games, he went out. Later, I don't know who he offended and was about to be thrown into a deserted prison, so he stayed in the Shura field to fight in the ring, and it has been many years. ”

Bai Luo looked at Fei Tong in the main stand. Yu Tong's expression was no longer as nervous as it was just now. Clenched on the armrest, his hands relaxed.

Bai Luo asked the jailer, "Who is the woman in red?"

The jailer quickly lowered his head: "That's not what you should ask. That's the master. You fight well, win the battle and get out of the Shura field to live a good life. Be cautious when you go out. Don't be punished again like the old man of the green snake. ”

Another jailer glanced at the jailer: "Where are you talking so much nonsense! Beware of being punished!"

The jailer quickly closed his mouth and walked out with the green snake Lao'er in his hand.

Bai Luo stood in the dark iron cage and looked up at Yu Tong.

The dignified Mausoleum Light Divine Monarch is actually the master of the demon clan in this fantasy realm, and he is still wearing shackles?

In my memory, Yu Tong didn't have much entanglement with the demons. Even in the battle of Tian Yuan, she just followed her to cross the souls of those Yin soldiers and then joined forces with Bai Luo to seal the Demon Realm.

If you want to say that you have a grudge with the demons, the demons will come to seek revenge. The object of the demon clan's revenge is not to think twice except for himself.

After the end of the Tianyuan War, the demon race was completely sealed in the demon world. But the concubine Tong in today's illusion, the two demonic arrays in the Yuan Dragon Bone illusion, and the demon man seen in the memories of Yuan Qin and Lu Yuer all confirm that the demon race has not been completely closed in the past five thousand years.

What secrets are you hiding?