Chapter 289

Some have turned on the magic cameras - and then confiscated by the patrolling security.

"Hey, boy, don't splash blood all over!"

"Cut off his neck!"

"Watch your back!"

All kinds of shouting, noisy together, can not hear clearly, Ivy did not care.

In his opinion, this kind of life and death fight is a small scene, only because the opponent's strength is too weak.

These so-called "players" who have won ten victories are not enough.

Whoa!

The man seemed to blend into the shadow and reappear in the shadow behind ivy. The shadow was askew up, with a dark arm, but holding a shining dagger. The dagger reflected a gloomy light in the shadow. It was a scene that the audience loved to see.

The expected blood did not appear, only a click, and then a bigger scream.

A dark shadowed man with Black Mist leaped out of Ivy's shadow and rolled to the ground as if it were a black pond.

He rolled and howled.

Ivy looked at him puzzled. Is this the so-called strongman in the arena? It's all this stuff. It's a real waste of time.

It's just a broken arm. How can you react so much.

Ivy doesn't understand.

This man's shadow hunting method does not originate from magic, but is a kind of blood ability. The advantage of this blood ability is that it does not need to guide time, does not need to consume magic energy, and is more hidden and fast.

But there is also a corresponding sequela, that is, once the shadow state is injured, the pain is more than ten times the normal state.

And this arm, this divine arm, this man has been immersed in this move for more than ten years. It can be said that he has been sharpening his dagger for ten years. As a key arm, he was kicked by ivy casually and broke his arm. Hey, the one who said the kick, stop It is said that this kind of pain is second only to egg pain.

Ha, that's the victory. The audience feels bored, and ivy is not happy. It's like you click on an action movie for an hour and a half, with all kinds of preparations in the first 88 minutes and ending in the last two minutes.

This is not a leopard's tail, this is a rotten tail, also known as eunuch.

This guy is a eunuch? No, the broken thing is so long, so thick, with bones. It is clearly an arm.

Is this game too much? I think so. This guy doesn't have the strength to fight again.

Ivy walked gently beside him, and suddenly a black circle appeared on the ground. The black circle whirled rapidly, and the thorny thorny vines sprang around his legs and spread to his lower body.

Everton was so scared. Damn it, are you such a tough guy?

"Stone skin, law, passivation."

Ivy's legs were numb at once, and formed a thick layer of stone to prevent all violations.

The poisonous thorn, thorn in the leg, but no sense, the thorn of the thorn can no longer inch into. The bramble grows up quickly and goes straight to Ivy's vital parts. Ivy is so frightened that he sweats. Does this guy want to be so insidious.

"Resist the ring of fire, the law, the explosion."

Bang, a flame explodes between Ivy's legs, forming a ring of explosion space. The huge force smashes the thorns and pushes them down.

As for Ivy, thanks to the toughness of stone skin, he did not suffer any injury, but he did not have any pride. After all, he fell into the trap of the other party and was in a passive position.

Of course, this is what he asked for. Relying on his rich experience and strong strength, he did not put his opponent in the eye, but let the other side play.

Because his goal is different from those people, what he wants is not victory, but his own progress.

Sure enough, the trap was just a bait to attract the opponent's attention. With a wave of his left hand, a dark and almost invisible dagger flew towards Ivy's shadow.

Hiss!

It seems to blend into it all at once, however

Poof!

Ivy's heart blood, blood arrow fly five meters high, Ivy's face is white, one hand covers his chest, his heart

No problem.

This was a fatal blow, but for some reason, a mysterious black force rushed from the dimensional space to Ivy's heart. Suddenly, it seemed that there was a fan of wings. The black force deviated from the original route, and all of a sudden, a pool of blood came out of nowhere

And Ivy's pale face is because a strange energy seems to take the opportunity to drill into Ivy's heart

As a matter of fact, ivy has taken preventive measures for a long time. One of them is the butterfly clothing. His high-dimensional pet butterfly, this butterfly has flapped its wings many times, and each time it resolves a must kill attack, which is a little powerful.

But this has its limitations, that is, it must be space magic, or attacks from other dimensions, to be taken off course.

In fact, the ability of butterfly flapping wings belongs to the category of spatial chaos magic, with dimension attribute.This is a killer for the man's shadow assassination.

What Ivy really worries about is another mysterious force.

He has already seen sweat on his forehead. If he is defeated by the ten in the arena, and the speculation is successful, which will bring heavy damage to his heart, this mysterious force will quickly invade and try to repair it. However, Ivy's own repair power is not enough to eradicate it, or there is no time or spare power to eradicate it. This will form a permanent evil force It's really a big problem.

Whoa!

Evey breathed a sigh. He thought, if he said in public that he liked this feeling, would he be regarded as abnormal?

Every time my heart contracts, I feel like I've lived. Will make their own pace forward to step a little bigger, also won't pull the egg.

Dong Dong Dong Dong!

The heart is powerfully compressing blood throughout the body, and in some places it has begun to charge.

He glared at the conspirator in the shadow with his eyes full of red silk.

Between the two famous fingers, the flying knife is still holding the shadow.

He adjusted his breathing, because this time he had some insights, which were between life and death, which was the easiest to realize, because most of those who did not realize anything had already died.

Ivy had a dark feeling. He threw his hand at the opponent's forehead with all his heart

There was no trace of the knife.

Not on their own hands, nor on their opponents' foreheads.

Thought it was a joke.

Only one person couldn't laugh. His eyebrows were in the middle, nailing the shadow Throwing Knife. Hand and foot convulsion, teeth cluttered, unable to speak, pupil laxity, obviously has no help.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, wake up, don't scare me, you can't die..."

Next to the roar of a man

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