Whatever the solution, what works is good.

There was another strange scene in the arena. Usually, the blood mist of the blood ghost baby makes people avoid it, but at this time, it is people who are chasing the mist, and the blood mist is rolling and retreating, although there are blood thorns coming out from time to time, but the shield in Yan San's hand is really huge, and it can block most of his body with a slight move, which makes the blood ghost baby seem to be facing an iron wall, and he can't start at all.

"The old bones of the dog day, if they die, they will die, and they will leave a coffin lid for others, they are simply inferior to beasts!" The blood ghost baby gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart, and suddenly the blood mist was rapidly retracted, only enveloping Yan San's body in a radius of two meters, becoming more and more intense.

The blood mist condensed, the range became smaller, and it was much easier to avoid Yan San's 'pursuit', but the range of the blood thorn attack was also much smaller, and Yan San's giant shield was more handy, and the two were once again at a stalemate.

But if this continues, the blood ghost baby can't afford to drag it out.

The blood thorn needs a spirit element, and the blood thorn is directly transformed by his own body, the blood ghost baby has no entity, the short baby body is just a vicious blood condensation, and each blood thorn has to scrap a part of its own blood qi, which is equivalent to the body, this kind of consumption without replenishment, the blood ghost baby can't afford to consume it.

"Hateful, if my blood ghost trick is taken to the next level, and I practice a hundred thorns to shoot together, I can kill you in one round!" The blood ghost baby has a secret hatred in his heart, at this time, he can achieve a maximum of ten thorns at the same time, and he can't control every one, and the three major shields of Yan will block one side as soon as they are erected, and they will not be able to break through at all.

"That's it, I'm going to use that thing in the end!" The blood ghost baby said secretly, and the blood mist rolled for a while, and suddenly a piece of blood mist turned into five colors, enveloping Yan San.

Yan San only guarded against blood stings, and didn't take the blood mist to heart, and was suddenly covered by the five-colored mist, his body was stunned, and he stayed in place, and his new wheat-colored upper body suddenly became colorful, like a lame little guy poured a mixture of several dye vat on him, with bells and whistles.

"Accept your fate, little cub, it is not unjust to die under the Yuan Poison 'Five Colors'!" Hahaha......" The blood ghost baby smiled sharply, and the blood mist was suddenly retracted, condensed into the appearance of a child, and two blood thorns flew straight to Yan's three heads.

The blood ghost baby was originally a child, so short that it made people laugh, and at this time it was a third shorter, shorter than Yan San's calf and knee on the ground, more like a ground ding, obviously a lot of loss. This person is also vicious, even if Yan San was poisoned, he still released two blood thorns, and his mind was meticulous.

As soon as the two blood thorns entered the five-colored poisonous mist, they immediately melted like snow meeting spring, and they dissipated before Yan San's body could be reached, and the blood ghost baby was stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face, but he looked really scary, laughing like a ghost crying, and many wicked people were shocked.

Even the spiritual magic transformed by qi and blood can be dissolved, is there still a way for a mortal fetus with a physical body to live?

The poison of the "five colors", even in the top ten in the yuan poison, is the color of the scar pressing the bottom of the box, there are only five copies in total, the value is comparable to a million yuan crystal, or the color of the goods that money can't buy, the five colors of the poison, unless the pure Yuan Immortals, the other five orders and below, no matter the physical cultivation and spirituality, there is only one way to die, it is just a matter of how fast or slow you die. Fourth-order soul cultivation is not afraid, because the soul can already leave the body, and the body is no more than clothes.

The blood ghost baby is special, he has cultivated the blood ghost technique, the body is blood qi, as soon as he opened the five colors, he immediately sent it to Yan San with a piece of blood and qi package, and then gave up that piece of blood and qi, similar to a strong man breaking his wrist, half of the qi and blood he lost were because of the poison of the "five colors" and died.

The body of the medium five-color poison is as rigid as iron, the skin is pitch black, the flesh is blue, the bones turn bright red, the blood turns purple, the internal organs are snow-white, and the maximum three breaths are immediately cut off, and there is no way to save it.

The fog of the "five colors" gradually gathered, gathering around Yan San's body as if it was alive, and finally all attached to Yan San's body, and pieces of color kept changing on Yan San's body. Yan San held the big shield in his hand, motionless, frozen in the arena.

The victory or defeat is clear at a glance, although the five-colored poisonous people have never seen it, most of them are like thunder, and Yan San's body shows a five-color change, obviously not spared. Thinking that Scar might still have this thing in his hand, his heart was cold.

"The scar of the dog's day, it has a lot of money, and even the five colors of the yuan poison have been used, at least it is worth hundreds of thousands of yuan crystals...... The wicked people were a little dull by this scene, and it was rare that no one applauded, and no one spoke.

Scar stood up and gave a look to the sluggish "referee", but it was a flattering look thrown at the blind man, the "referee" was stupid, Scar had to cough lightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't ring the bell yet?"

Only then did the referee react, raised the bell hammer in his hand, and said loudly:

"Scene 5, Blood Ghost Infant ......"

"Die!" There was a sudden loud shout on the field, and the rigid Yan San suddenly stretched out his hand, leaned over and grabbed the head of the blood ghost baby who was laughing like crying, and pinched it violently, causing blood plasma to shoot out.

All the wicked people who were ready to cheer and celebrate were stunned, looking at Yan San who was constantly changing in colors on the field like a ghost, and the big pool of black dirty blood on the ground, all of them were as petrified as if they were all silent.

"I guess your blood atomization can only be used once in a short time, right!?If you can still stand up, you win!" Yan San said coldly, shook off the black blood on his hand, walked to the corner of the arena, and didn't look at Lao Bai, who could stuff salted duck eggs with his mouth wide open, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to breathe.

Blood Ghost Baby's blood atomization can only be used once in seven days, and each time it does not exceed half an hour. If it could be used unlimitedly, the Blood Ghost Infant would have dominated the fifth layer of the Crying Abyss a long time ago, and would it become a thug?

At this time, he was caught off guard by Yan San and burst his head on the spot, and the blood ghost baby's blood-gasified body suddenly exploded into black blood, Mo said that he couldn't stand up and sweep it.

Blood Ghost Baby, Hiccup!

If there is a spirit under the spring, the first thing the blood ghost baby hates is probably the old bone, and the door panel of the old bone plays a great role in this scene. The second thought is estimated to complain to God: If you are poisoned by the five colors of the yuan poison and don't die, is this still not a person?

But these are all in the past, and the saddest thing now is Scar.

"Ring the bell! Fucking ring the bell!" The wicked people who bought Yan San's victory in the field were collectively beaten with chicken blood, and some of them were excited to take out the guys, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would cut you a watermelon, and the "referee" was the person with a scar, and he couldn't take it after saying "blood ghost baby", stupid!

Look at the earth-colored scar, and look at the big puddle of muddy blood in the arena, at this time, how much hope that the puddle of dirty blood can be recondensed into the appearance of the blood ghost baby's uncle and grandmother's painless place? Unfortunately, except for the smell of a smoky stench, the dirty blood did not move at all. It wasn't until the wicked people in half of the arena collectively clamored and saw that they were going to kill his whole family, and the 'referee' finally shook his head and shouted:

"The blood ghost baby dies, the challenger wins!"

It's just that the voice is as sad as being sold by my mother.

The wicked people who bet are all masters with spare money, and those who have spare money are all famous fierce gods and evil, vicious and cruel, no less than five of them dare to face Scar head-on, if only a small part of it, forget it, such a big group of villains, don't say a little "referee", even Scar himself can't hold it.

As soon as the bell rang, Scar collapsed directly on the VIP seat in the arena specially reserved for him. In the face of the roaring cry of "losing money" like a tide, and the murderous eyes of the wicked people who lost the money, Scar only felt that his heart was empty and blank.

The bamboo basket is empty.

Boiled duck flew into the sky.

It's a chicken and egg fight, the yolk is everywhere, and the capital is miserable.

Scar's life suddenly became like the eternal sky of the wailing abyss, confused and gray, without any color.

If you lose money, most of the old bottom will be taken out. And those who lost the money and secretly got Scar's "top secret information" will not give Scar a good life. If you don't lose money, it is estimated that Scar will stand up on the spot, and there are already wicked people with bad intentions who have silently surrounded Scar, as long as half of the word "no" pops out of his mouth, there are at least eighteen weapons to kill him.

People die, and there is nothing left. There is still hope for a breath of air. Scar figured out this ten years ago, so Scar, the big guy in the West End, struggled to sit up, took off a mustard seed bag from his waist, and hissed, "Compensation!"

Looking at Yuan Jing entering other people's pockets like flowing water, the loss on the table, the scar in the mustard bag scraped and peeled Yuan Jing for many years poured out, and was included in the bag with a smile from the wicked people, Scar only felt that his heart was dripping blood, and after feeling distressed, he looked at Yan San, who was still changing colors all over his body, and his eyes were full of hatred like killing his father and cutting his mother, and he hated ten times more than when he was forced into the crying abyss, and he couldn't wait to eat this freak who was poisoned by Yuan on the spot.

Yan San didn't realize it, and took care of himself.

Lao Bai exchanged the bet Yuan Jing, he didn't have such a rare thing as a mustard seed bag, Yuan Jing bulged into a animal skin bag. One to five, even if Yan San loses later, this time Lao Bai will also make a lot of money, and the ten yuan crystals in the last two games are negligible. With Yuanjing, life will be much better.

This guy is also competent, took Yuan Jing and immediately returned to Yan San's side, continued to be a qualified commentator, and chattered in Yan San's ear.

Scene 6!

Scar's eyes were blood-red, this is no longer a question of losing money, but it is related to Scar's status, prestige, and whether he can gain a foothold in Wailing Yuan. He had already been slapped in the face viciously, and if Yan San was still allowed to live, he would no longer have a place in the Western District.

The wicked are respected by strength and means, the most primitive and cruel, and force is the most direct form of expression, if the scar is stabbed by Yan San in the front with all his strength, it is equivalent to stepping on the scar under the feet of the front, and there is no need to play any scheming tricks, this is the undisguised bullying of the West District, the fist is the most convincing, and naturally there will be a large number of villains following under Yan San.