"Kill her, kill her!"

"You haven't been hurt for so long, you shouldn't be scared, right?

"If you can cut off one of her arms, I'll give you the old devil's private wine!"

"The slave family can also accompany you all night-cluck-"

"Chatter-Hua Ruoyu, that lady is really sassy! A dozen little devils are not enough-tsk-"

"If you drag it any longer, someone will come, if you can't beat it, admit defeat as soon as possible!Haha! It's not so ugly to be defeated in the hands of a newborn innate demon!hahaha!"

The sound of endless presumptuousness came from above the cylindrical ring tower to the ears of the two people who were fighting on the stage.

I saw that the two figures, one black and one white, were standing at one end of the ring, looking at each other fiercely.

Yi Yun gasped slightly, holding the dagger in his right hand across his chest, and holding the spike drawn from the dagger in his left hand. The phoenix eyes stared at the big man standing opposite, his expression was slightly cold.

Ever since she walked out of that door, she had been forcibly brought here and forced to fight this man. From the words of those people, it can be analyzed that they do not dare to kill their own "innate demon", but they are very keen on cutting off their own arms or something. And the man in front of him, his fear could be clearly felt when he fought against him—he was afraid of hurting her, but he had to fight.

Moreover, the moves used by this man are all condensed by that kind of black qi, and I think this is the power system here. But she has never practiced, and it is all up to her own foundation to be able to fight this man until now.

Yi Yun saw that the man suddenly rushed over, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared in place, and an interesting whistle sounded in the stands. When he reappeared, he was behind the man, and the dagger in his hand cut through his skin, but it was difficult to penetrate the slightest bit. She quickly withdrew her hand and slashed again, the spike of her left hand piercing precisely into the joint of his spine, only to hear a 'thud-', and the spike was bounced away by the black gas that spilled from the wound. She saw that the man reacted and turned around quickly, and before the overflowing demonic energy of his fist arrived, he surrounded Yi Yun first.

Reluctantly covering himself with mental power, Yi Yun dodged the critical attack that swung over, broke through the encirclement of the black qi and hid again, and appeared at the other end of the ring in the next moment.

Yi Yun's left hand trembled slightly, the black qi wrapped around her hand, and after the slight pain, the thin black qi seemed to be condensed, becoming even smaller, but it was as rich as the black qi behind those doors. The black qi met with the milky white mist that was moving up her soul's body, and it was quickly absorbed into it. She didn't feel the slightest discomfort in the process, and even after the black qi was absorbed, she felt that the lost strength was replenished.

Yi Yun suppressed the surprise in her heart, although she didn't understand what was going on, but at present, it seemed that this small amount of black gas did not hurt her much.

As long as this is understood, the Queen of Assassins does not need to hesitate any longer, assassination is always an instant decision!

Her figure vanished in place, and this time the man was prepared, shielding himself from the airtight. She secretly combined the spike with the dagger, and after stretching it again, two daggers as thin as cicada's wings appeared in her hands.

Hidden in the air, she shifted her angle from time to time, her eyes fixed on the man in the center of the ring.

Yi Yun couldn't help but think of Persia, who was similar to him, and he also had a fleshy body, and the strength of this person's body was far worse than Persia!

In the next moment, her figure appeared behind the man, cutting the wound on the man's spine with one hand at a speed far faster than the man, and holding the dagger in the other hand and stabbing straight into the gap that had penetrated an inch.

Without waiting for the man's counterattack, she was already far away from the man, and she didn't know where she had gone.

Secretly snooping on the man who was obviously already agitated, the black qi clinging to her had been absorbed by her, and the strength consumed by this blow had been replenished. Looking at the black gas that kept overflowing from the wound, she subconsciously licked the corners of her mouth and pounced again. This time she didn't continue to attack his spine, her dexterous body approached the man's arm, stepped on it, the man's fist followed, she flipped over, jumped on the fist bigger than her head, and came to the man, the man's face was red, and if you looked closely, there was a faint flow of black gas under the skin.

Yi Yun jumped and stepped on the top of the man's head again. He bent down and quickly cut two wounds on the man's neck, and from the wound came out of it except for a small amount of dark red blood, which was the black gas.

All this happened in an instant, and there were constant applause from the stage. Yi Yun hid again and again, leaving behind the black gas and scarred men on the stage.

The man roared angrily, but Yi Yun clearly knew that this person was not really angry, he was just anxious. The man in the ring seemed to be looking for a hidden foe, and the black qi around him flowed wildly, his figure several feet tall, his muscular body muscles tense, and his clothes were propped up, revealing a tiger-shaped tattoo that stretched from his left shoulder to his right shoulder.

The tiger-shaped tattoo on the man's body seemed to be alive, like a black tiger coiling on his shoulder, the tiger's eyes were as black as ink, and there was a faint flash of black gas, and the black tiger opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and there was still black gas being swallowed by it.

After many temptations, looking at the weakness that the man revealed intentionally or unintentionally, Yi Yun determined the idea in his heart - he was expecting her to defeat him.

It's just that this is a water mill, and Yi Yun can still have the strength to earn his endurance, but if this man uses all his skills, Yi Yun's chance of winning is extremely small - the power system of this world is much more powerful than that of the main god world.

Although she didn't know why this man was so conflicted, she wouldn't be relentless when it might be more advantageous for her to win.

Regaining some strength, the man angrily unleashed black-stained flames. It looked like it was huge, as if the man had really aroused the killing intent, but as long as he looked closely, he knew that he had exposed his weakness - the tiger head tattoo on his left shoulder.

Finding the right time, Yi Yun turned over and attacked the man's right shoulder, and the man put his palms together to imprison this nimble enemy, but she easily escaped. In the next second, the woman who disappeared in his palm appeared behind him on the left. This was followed by the pain of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh.

There was boos all around.

The strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant, and he slowly turned his head to see the beautiful face and cold eyes of this innate demon.

Yi Yun looked at the fallen man coldly, resisted the urge to kill him, and only heard him whisper: "Thank you, my name is Guan Yi." ”

Did she obey him and defeat him?

Yi Yun wanted to sneer, but after losing her veil, she was still a little uncomfortable, and turned her head to refuse to look at the man who fell to the ground.

Except for the captain and Chu Qiu, the rest of those who had seen her true face in the main god space were dead.