"This girl is really amazing!" said the white-eyed old Taoist in the stands, playing with his long eyebrows. The eyebrows also lingered on the Hu Yin hidden in the martial arts arena with a cold meaning. The white-eyed old Taoist knows that a soul dementor is powerful, and if he is dementored by a soul dementor, no matter how powerful a master is, he will be reduced to a puppet and become a powerful weapon for a soul dementor.

The flames dissipated, the astonishing strong wind, the sharp and abnormal sword qi, lightning towards another sword-holding puppet shrouded away, the white energy quickly condensed, and the surrounding air suddenly cooled. The toes lightly touched the top of the whirlpool, and Huang Rui shouted: "Thin sword, stab!"

As the sound fell, Huang Rui shook the thin sword in his hand, his body seemed to be wrapped in a thousand spikes, and the white cold qi condensed on the tip of the spikes. A beautiful figure, agile speed, body moved away strangely, stabbing towards the sword-wielding puppet, and the thorn quickly spread. Huang Rui's face was slightly solemn, his eyes were staring at the floating blood pupils, and a row of spikes were also flying towards the blood pupils at this moment. Suddenly, the pair of blood pupils disappeared into mid-air, and a gloomy fighting aura came towards Huang Rui like a torrential rain.

Rumble!

The black mangs erupted, and the black mangs burst in, and finally Yu Huang Rui's white mangs collided fiercely, and a wave of fighting qi spread.

A low and piercing voice came out in mid-air, this scene, the entire people in the stands sweated, the little fairy is okay, right?

At this moment, a black-robed young man is located in the center of the martial arts arena, constantly changing his handprints, a burst of black fog spreads, this scene, anyone can see some weirdness, even the strong man on the field can't help but recite the spell silently, his fingertips crossed the pupils, only to see all the changes on the field clearly, the young man in the black fog, his face is a little gloomy, and the strong man of the fighting king also has faint palpitations, this is the coercion of the dementor, even if his own strength is not very strong, but the divine sense controls the puppet, and the combat power can be said to increase exponentially, and there is a beast in this black fog, the breath is terrifying, and it is also very demonic, what is this？

The sky was full of black mist, and there was gradually a trace of movement in the black light that spread out, and it was a white light that rushed out of the sky, among which there was a girl holding a thin sword and a bloody girl with blood stains on the corner of her mouth, and her whole body was wrapped in a faint white light, and her teeth were bloody, obviously having a lot of impact in this collision.

The beauty was hurt, and the young man was angry: "Hu Yin, you little Wang Balamb, Lao Tzu is not finished with you." Han Xin in the audience was red-eyed, and the green tendons in his arms were furious, if he hadn't been in front of so many people, he would really rush out and fight Hu Yin for 300 rounds, staging a good show of heroes saving beauty. But the battle has its own rules, and he has no right to interfere.

"Hahaha, little fairy, admit defeat, you are not my opponent. A figure emerged from a black light, and a young man who couldn't see his true face clearly reappeared under the gaze of all the people, his voice was a little hoarse, but he said with absolute confidence.

Soul dementors are eerie and terrifying, unfathomable, and the average strong man would not provoke a dementor, that is to mean igniting fire*.

I saw that five puppets suddenly appeared in the black mang, with a strong aura and lifelessness. This scene made many people gasp, and their eyes at Hu Yin were like monsters.

"Hu Yin, you are ruthless, but I won't back down. Huang Rui gasped and said, a thin sword is cold, and the girl in the sun is a bloody lily, which makes people feel pity.

"Thin sword, flow!" The crisp voice, the fighting energy in Huang Rui's body surged out again, this thin sword moved at will in Huang Rui's hand, and the fighting qi was drawn out like a cloud, attacking the young man in the black mang, the sword attacked, and the black mang actually dissipated.

The five cold puppets attacked Huang Rui at this moment, enveloping Huang Rui in an encirclement, and a thin sword slashed across the five puppets, the strength of the five puppets was not weak, and it could even be said that Huang Rui was completely passive and struggled to avoid the puppet's attack.

Dugu Xianglan also stood up, with a worried look in her eyes. On the other hand, Hubal's expression was as indifferent as water, and a trace of black light surged in the depths of his pupils.

There was a low and loud noise that made the scalp tingle from the martial arts arena, and the five lifeless puppets really didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so hated that many teenagers in the audience gritted their teeth and were angry.

The martial arts arena had a circle of almost condensed power ripples spreading wildly, and the air around them was also whirring.

A pair of blood pupils are so terrifying that people's hearts are groaning, and the rich black glow contains monstrous ferocity, faintly, these black rays seem to be wrapping towards Huang Rui.

"Soul control!" The cold voice, the black light suddenly surged towards Huang Rui like a flood of tribulation, and even the five puppets were wrapped in endless black light, and Huang Rui's shadow was also hidden in it......

Countless eyes became horrified at this moment, and if Han Xin hadn't been pulled by Senior Brother Ouyang, he would have really rushed forward like an arrow, infatuated with the young man.

"Rapier, cold!" The girl's cold voice sounded again in the martial arts arena, and the black mangs became turbulent, forming a whirlpool, and in the whirlpool was a girl dancing with a thin sword, like a fairy scattering flowers, the black mangs were scattered, and the girl's body was also stained with blood, which was her own blood. She forcibly urged the fighting energy in her body to fight against the endless black light.

Huang Rui, who was temporarily freed from the shackles, stuck his thin sword in the martial arts arena, and spit out a mouthful of blood, looking very embarrassed.

"Beast!"

"Little fairy, admit defeat, this Hu Yin is not a human at all. ”

...... The audience was full of voices, they were all worried about the little fairy, and many people sighed that Hu Yin was really hard-hearted, and he really didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The young man with blood eyes was very surprised, he didn't expect Huang Rui to be able to break his soul control, he was very surprised, in fact, he was not ruthless, but sentient, otherwise as a soul dementor, when Huang Rui was wrapped in the endless black light, he only had one shot, Huang Rui would lose his breath of life and become a puppet.

"Admit defeat, Huang Rui, you are not my opponent, I don't want to hurt you, because my heart will hurt!" Hu Yin approached Huang Rui, and actually took out a golden elixir and handed it to the injured Huang Rui, Huang Rui only saw Hu Yin's appearance clearly at this time, although his face was cold and arrogant, but all he cast was a look of concern.

"I know you didn't use all your strength, and you won't be ruthless to me, okay, Brother Hu Yin, I admit defeat, but please take back this elixir, one day I will defeat you." Huang Rui's cheeks looked poignant in the sun, but these words fell on Hu Yin's heart, it was so cold, but the young man showed a smile: "Then I'll wait for you." ”

In the end, the strong man of the Douwang announced the final result of the battle: "Dementor Hall, Hu Yinsheng wins!"

But the young man was not festive, and his eyes were locked on the shadow that was gradually moving away......