Sakurakaze's already long and crazy growth covered almost the entire arena, but there were still obviously nine strands of hair in the air, as if they wanted to wrap around the entire arena. Slightly disgusted, the ghost brushed aside the wriggling hair under his feet, which was simply a living thing.

The audience in the arena whispered, some of them were beasts of Sakura, and some were about the origin of the armor on the ghost snake, and the red thorn suddenly came out of the deep pit that was squeezed out, and shouted "Xiaohua, you are a gay!" There was an uproar in the audience, and they finally knew why Ghost Snake could still poison such a hot girl.

But the ghost could not hear the slander of the red thorn, and the countless strands of hair were like soundproof walls, blocking all external sounds. The ghost smiled and looked at Sakura's pure black pupils, "Pure black pupils, have you lost your soul?" The ghost moved his arm and muttered to himself.

"Dead ......" Sakura, who was already a little more like a beast than a human, roared, and all the orange hair stretched out into the air together, and for the ghost in the center of the arena, the scene at this moment was more like an orange wave wrapped in from all sides.

A cold, twisted and strange way that was directly held by a ghoul stretched out in the ghost's heart. A smile as thin as a blade suddenly appeared on the ghost's weather-beaten and extraordinarily resolute face. The ghost snake slowly lowered its body......

"Peng!" The moment the ghost flew off the ground, a huge cyclone shook the hair strands. In an instant, the ghost dragon jumped to a height of nearly 100 meters, like a kite floating in the air with a broken string, looking so small and floating in the air. But he's fundamentally different from the fragile kite, he's almost a nuclear bomb that represents destruction, and this nuclear bomb is ready to detonate......

Sakura suddenly wanted to raise her head, and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth. With a roar, tens of thousands of spears gathered into bundles of guns, growing rapidly, and thousands of thorns all headed towards the small target in the air. The strands of hair resemble pythons with sharp teeth, twisting and flying upward......

I don't know when Sakura's body was already covered with black threads, weirdly twisted. It's like a flowing black river, and it's like a totem in a cult.

Ghost Snake punched the first strand of hair, but the moment Ghost Snake's right hand hit the tip of the hair, the hair strand suddenly spread out and quickly wrapped around Ghost Snake's right hand. The ghost jerked violently, leaving only the empty gauntlet entangled, and in less than a second, it was twisted into pieces by the tremendous pressure. What is even more desperate is that this strand of hair is more and more directed towards oneself.

The ghost snake muttered in a low voice, "It seems that it is still not possible to move the real character...... "The ghost snake's body turned red, and the blood vessels obviously fell together with the beating of the heart.

The ghost figuratively formed a shield and slammed it down. Of course, the moment the shield touches the hair bundle, it can't get rid of the fate of the giggers being torn. Soon, the large shield was crushed into several large pieces of iron, and the ghost snake materialized the shield not to resist the attack, but with the help of the reaction force, it once again jumped to an astonishing height of 160 meters. That jump is at least 60m high.

The ghost's face turned terrifying in the sunlight, and the short armor glowed brightly cyan like a Templar returning from honor, "Secret Art - The Mirror of the Joker!"

Between the ghost and the Sakura-wind's hair strands, a diaphragm of unknown medium unfolded, on one side is Sakura's wind with thousands of hair bundles, and on the other side is the mirror world that the ghost snake and he created that slowly took shape, and thousands of black hair strands slowly emerged in the air, facing Sakura-wind. At that moment, the ghost embodied all the hair strands! Countless hair strands fell, thundering, like a huge black thorn wall falling from the sky. Of course, the clown's mirror is not just a copy, the clown likes to play some tricks the most! The ghost shook in the air, and each black strand doubled in size, unstoppable. And obviously, the ghost snake obviously didn't consider the size of the audience and its own attack range, if this thorn wall smashed down, the entire arena would probably be in ruins!

In the VIP audience high up, a man in a white cloak stood up, like a sacrifice! He raised his right hand slightly, opened his palm, and a barrier protected the entire arena. The ghost's mirrored strand was blocked, but Sakura's orange strand passed through the barrier without hindrance and stabbed at the ghost.

"Single Barrier!" the ghost was completely furious, and this time there was a clear bias. It was obviously aimed at himself, but the audience was applauding. No one thinks about their situation, or from a fair point of view......

A trace of blood appeared from the corner of the ghost's mouth, such a huge concretization, but also a great burden on his body. The ghost roared angrily, its eyes completely turned red, and the surface of its eyes was covered with a churning blood mist!

Redthorn suddenly stood up, "Red Hitomi, how could he!" The audience around him stared at him strangely, "What is Red Hitomi!"

The ghost snatched a bundle of mirrored hair and pulled it down, reaching the top of the barrier in an instant. With a slam punch, it slammed into the barrier.

The man who had just unfolded the barrier smiled lightly, he belonged to the third order of the Fog Sect, and there were only 16 people in total, so it was needless to say how strong it was. The barrier of his own divine heart can almost stop even a nuclear bomb.

But the blood mist covering Xiaohua's eyes still made him a little uneasy, as if he had seen it somewhere......

Ghost Snake punched and smashed into the barrier, and the barrier didn't shake even a bit, and more and more orange hair strands passed through the barrier and wrapped around the ghost. The ghost didn't seem to see it, and slammed both hands into the barrier at the same time, and the barrier shook unsteadily, making a tooth-aching cracking sound. The barrier shattered, turning into a crystalline, colorless powder that dissipated into the air. The mirrored hair strands all fell down, and all the audience fled in all directions in shock. However, the most shocking thing was the Divine Heart Barrier ability, "Can you break down the barrier with brute force alone?" he muttered as he looked up, his eyes reflecting the earth-shattering shock as the black thorn wall slowly smashed down!

Redthorn suddenly jumped up and chopped the hair bundle that smashed into the auditorium with something, and the sharp-eyed audience saw what he was holding, "That should be a piece of paper......

The moment Sakurakaze's hair came into contact with the mirror hair, the world seemed to stand still, and all sounds were stripped away and turned into an absolute realm. Everything was released in the next instant, and a huge white light engulfed the entire arena, and the pedestrians on the road stopped and stared blankly at the startling scene.

The white light dissipated, and when people could open their stinging eyes again, a huge crack appeared in the competition pool in the center of the arena, and the ghost snake covered in blood stood in the middle of the sunken arena, holding Sakura, who had already been unconscious, expressionlessly, she looked very fragile when she turned back into a human, and the broken leather clothes revealed the delicate skin that made people feel pity.

Oni Snake walked out of the arena straight out of the arena with Sakura in his arms, and when Oni was about to walk out, the announcer reacted, "Announce the victory of No. 68 Little Flower!"

Of course, when the word Xiaohua came out, the green tendons on the ghost dragon's forehead still jumped......

"What a terrible man. The man hiding in the darkness wrote down the number 68.

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I was busy pushing away Shen Han and the child who had pounced on me, but the ghost suddenly walked in through the door, holding an injured girl. The first reaction was, "Hell, what the hell have you done, I'm sorry for other people." "And I didn't even have to say it.

I stared nervously at the ghost, and to my surprise, he didn't come and tear me apart, but sat down and slowly combed the woman's already messy hair with his hands, like a couple.

The medical staff quickly surrounded them, and I didn't even get a chance to take a closer look. The sound sounded again, and the No. 69 puppy played against the No. 14 Jia Mo. I glanced down at the sign that had been pulled out of my pants pocket, number 71, fine. Then I looked around and was very interested in who would call the name puppy.

Ling Xue pointed to the sign hanging on my chest, No. 69, and suddenly the disgusting appearance of the red thorn giving me two tickets came to mind, and then I remembered that I had two damn signs!

With black lines on my face, I put on the mask of a clown who had been approved for another time and stabbed three times on my back. I needed to play twice, and I showed my looks early, and the plan was about to fail. I don't know why, looking at the clown's grinning smile always makes people feel very frightened.

The moment I put the mask on my face, it seemed to stick to my face and grow together. The mask seemed to move with my face, like a soft leather mask for disguise. The ghost said don't worry, it can be removed when the time comes.

I looked at Lori, who was a little nervous and a little cute, and smiled sweetly, "Please stretch out your right hand." ”

A man and I stood in front of the folding table that had just been set up, and I caught a glimpse of Jia Mo's face in the corner, showing a kind of righteousness and perseverance between his eyebrows. It's like carrying an unimaginable responsibility.

I casually stretched out my right hand, my mind racing. If I'm going to fight two battles, I'm going to have to use two different abilities, look at each other's abilities, and in the first one I'll want to use the second ability - Silver Tongue and Three Blades!

"Puppy 69, uh...... This name, you and Xiaohua are on the same team!" the girl looked up and said to me seriously. "Hmm," I nodded a little embarrassed.

"No overweight, only three knives!" I was shocked, the three knives still hadn't been pulled out, and they had such accurate analytical ability.

"No. 14 Jia Mo, I'm not overweight, I don't have anything, but it's really a rare ability!" the girl looked at the man next to me with interest.

Hearing this, my heart sank, and I walked with him into the arena of recovery......

Earthly......

The man in a short T-shirt and shorts that clearly did not fit well, standing in front of nearly 10,000 people, looked relaxed. A man came out of the crowd and said to the very wayward man in front of them, "After so many years, you really haven't died!"

"It's been a long time, Shadow Sect Master. The man smiled at him.

"Well, I'm looking forward to meeting you. An indescribable smile appeared on the Shadow Sect Master's face. "Tell me, let us go if you want anything. "The men are shocked, not to mention that their strength in the Shadow Sect is a first-class master, and they have an army of 10,000 people, and there is only one person on the other side, and the most important thing, the Shadow Sect Master, the man known as a god, actually asked to be let go!

"You know what I want!" The Shadow Sect Master's face seemed to be twitched, but he still ordered his subordinates to fetch something that was carefully packaged. There was a lot of discussion in the team, but after being swept away by the Shadow Sect Master, they became silent. The Shadow Sect Sect Master didn't hesitate to throw the package to the man.

The man took the package and didn't even look at it. "Then there will be a time!" the man took the package in his mouth, turned into a giant wolf and ran into the forest.

The Shadow Sect Master couldn't hide his anger, what he had just lost was one of the three swords, but he knew that if he resisted, including himself, he would probably die here in an instant. However, what angered him the most was that except for the red thorn, the man in front of him just now was not dead......

For the sake of the ritual of death, is it inevitable that there will be another bloody storm......