957: C957 Mental Skill

C957 Mental Skill

"Man Ji, you don't have to worry about this. Even if he's a top tier alchemist, even if other people have connections, he's still a demi-human. No one from the demi-humans wants to buy his money, he can only die!" Golden Lion King gave everyone a peace of mind pill.

Right now, it was no longer a matter of the radicals winning, or the conservatives winning. It was a question of how to get rid of the geniuses that appeared once every ten thousand years in Human Clan.

No one has any objection on this issue.

"Alright."

Man Ji nodded. His figure flashed and disappeared.

"We can't delay time. We definitely can't guess the recovery ability of a Emptiness Refining Stage cultivator. If we give him a chance to breathe, the consequences will be unimaginable. We must immediately start the battle."

The third brother laughed sinisterly.

"Mm, then we'll do as you say."

Golden Lion King nodded his head, and said in a clear voice: "Devil God has been eliminated, let the competition continue."

"What?" The competition is still continuing? "

"You're not joking, right?"

"You fools, it's obvious that the higher ups want to take action against Huo Qiao."

"Why? Didn't he just save us? "

"He isn't from the demon race, and he isn't from my race. His heart must be different, yet he doesn't understand this logic?"

"Then this Huo Qiao is really tragic."

Ann Sudong was very clear about their little thoughts, but he didn't mind.

They were betting on their own lack of spiritual energy.

After all, fighting with a demon of the same level, an upgraded version of the Minor Immortal Killing Formation would indeed consume a lot of spirit energy, but he had the Qi Nourishing Pill, so he was in an invincible position.

Ann Sudong swallowed a pill and welcomed the man's challenge.

Time passed in a flash.

In a row, five challengers were all killed by Ann Sudong.

He fulfilled his promise, and other than Mann Huang'er, no one else could survive today.

"Isn't this Huo Qiao too abnormal?" Hu Lao San was dumbstruck, "So many people didn't exhaust all of his spiritual energy?"

Boss Hu was also nervous as he said, "Only Mann Huang'er and the Peacock Race's little girl are left. This Huo Qiao's spirit energy is so deep, we can't even see the bottom of it."

"Wait a minute, I feel that Huo Qiao does not have much spirit energy left, he is already burnt out. Calm down, I don't think he will be able to make it to the arena today."

"Third Brother Yan, tell me!"

The Tiger Second Brother found Old Yan's words unpleasant to the eye today, "You people of the Yan Clan are actually able to communicate with the Devil God. You must make it clear what you want to say today."

Old Yan was fuming, "Second Brother Hu, you fart, that is not something I am willing to do, furthermore, without Yan Rou's sacrifice, how do you know that Huo Qiao's cultivation is so terrifying?"

"Stop quibbling."

The Tiger Second Brother snorted coldly, "If not for the fact that your two young Yan Clan members are trash, would Huo Qiao still be alive to this day?"

"Bullshit, your tiger clan's Hu Lieh was even killed by Mao Xun, why don't you say it, you're completely useless!"

"You old fool …"

"Enough!"

Golden Lion King could not watch this any longer, and said: "Stop being so noisy, if being noisy can solve this problem, then we won't do anything good anymore."

The two of them shut up.

Golden Lion King said: "Since things have come to this, we can only wait and see."

"If not, then we'll just …"

As Tiger Ol 'Three spoke, it made a killing gesture.

This action expressed everything, that was, in the end, they didn't care about their face, and attacked to kill Ann Sudong.

"We'll see."

Golden Lion King still had not made up his mind.

The girl from the Peacock Race did not look old, who was about ten years old. She was very weird, with her big eyes blinking, as she leaned on the side of the stage and sized up Ann Sudong.

"Have you seen enough?"

Ann Sudong was startled by the little girl's actions.

"Brother Huo Qiao, how can you be so powerful?" Kong Xiaolan played with the hair by her ear, "He's even stronger than Brother Mann Huang'er."

"This …"

Ann Sudong was speechless.

How would he answer that?

The people who went up on stage were all hostile, only this girl was a little special. She was extremely relaxed, as if she wasn't here to have a life and death battle with Ann Sudong, but to chat.

"You're still not going to attack?" Ann Sudong changed the topic.

"I'm afraid of death."

Kong Xiaolan used her hand to support her chin. "Brother Huo Qiao, can you not kill me?"

"Hehe, you are such a scared little girl, why would you come to participate in the arena battle?"

Ann Sudong finally relaxed.

"Isn't it because my family's old man forced me to, or do you think I'm the one who wants to?"

Kong Xiaolan rolled her eyes, "If you promise not to kill me, I'll fight Brother Huo Qiao. If I can't beat him, I'll admit defeat, okay?"

Ann Sudong hesitated.

He really didn't have the heart to be cruel to such a harmless little girl.

But if he was like Zhu Ganglie, who was two-faced and two-faced, then he would have to kill for sure.

Just now, Zhu Ganglie was on stage with red eyes, shouting that he wanted to kill Ann Sudong.

In the end, his head was chopped off by Ann Sudong, and he was still below the stage with no one to take care of him.1

"Just promise me that you won't kill anyone without batting an eye. Don't you have to kill a few people everyday to be happy? Why do you have to kill such a cute girl like me?" Kong Xiaolan acted like a spoiled child.

"Whatever!"

Ann Sudong nodded his head, "Then you can do it, I won't kill you!"

"Alright!"

After hearing Ann Sudong's answer, Kong Xiaolan suddenly went berserk, stabbing at Ann Sudong with a short sword in his hand.

Ann Sudong easily avoided it.

But before Ann Sudong could heave a sigh of relief, his face instantly darkened.

Because when he moved, he could clearly see Kong Xiaolan's crafty and vicious smile.

Sure enough, the stage boards were suddenly destroyed, and a dozen or so mid grade treasures flew out from the ground, piercing towards Ann Sudong from all directions.

"I've fallen into his trap!"

Ann Sudong's expression was dark, when he heard Kong Xiaolan's shrill laughter, "Brother Huo Qiao, don't blame me.

"Sly girl!"

Ann Sudong coldly snorted.

Instead of dodging, he raised his hand and shook, causing the Purifying Horsetail Whisk to spin around his body.

Ding ding dang dang.

Kong Xiaolan's throwing knives were bounced off the wall with a loud clanging sound.

But one of the throwing knives still cut through Ann Sudong's arm, creating a line of blood.

"If you only have this kind of ability, then your scheming isn't that great of a game." Ann Sudong sneered.

"Hehe, Brother Huo Qiao, you fought a huge battle with the Devil God and also fought with Zhu Ganglie and the rest, so you should have lost a lot of energy, right?"

"Guess."

"I don't want to guess, I'm not a child, but I want to tell you, the name of my throwing knife is Green Pearl, the blade edge is smeared with extremely poisonous, it's all our Peacock Race's life poison, I don't dare to say it when I see blood seal the throat, but it will definitely torture the infected to death."

Kong Xiaolan was once again leaning leisurely on the stage. She looked at Ann Sudong and smiled, "Do you know what the first step is like?"

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