Chapter 309 Yin Pheasant

With a few punches, Yang Kai cleared almost all the demonic snakes on the ground, and the ground suddenly shook again.

Yang Kai frowned slightly, and then saw a big snake with a full body purple, with horns on its head, and a snake head as tall as ten adults swimming up from the ground.

Every time it twists, the ground vibrates.

After it had fully climbed ashore, it almost poked its head over the protective cover of the grandstand.

When the demons in the stands saw the snake coming out, they all screamed with excitement.

"Devil Snake King! Demon Snake King!"

"My God! We can actually see this level!"

"Today's ticket is worth it hahahaha!"

In the highest and most luxurious box of the duel arena, all the demon nobles of Blood Sea City are sitting.

"I don't think that slave can hold on. He will definitely be smashed into flesh by the Demon Snake King." One of the fat-headed and big-eared demon nobles laughed and looked at the master. Office: "Master Yin, what do you think?"

Sitting in the main seat is a graceful woman with a fair complexion and a red dot on each side of her cheeks. She is wearing a black bottom and gold rim clothes. The clothes are made of extremely thin silk, which can be seen through the tulle. Her snow-white skin, wrists and black hair had no extra jewelry. If you look closely, you will know that the other nobles on the field are faintly afraid of her.

She is one of the only two female nobles besides Fan Li in the city of blood sea - Yin Zhi.

She turned the wine glass in her hand and said with a chuckle, "Oh, I don't know who's slave, it's obviously very powerful, it's a pity."

What was in her glass was not fine wine, but bright red blood, which was obviously full of bloody liquid, but every demon noble seemed to smell something supremely delicious.

"Yeah, it's a pity." Others echoed.

"It's more promising to be my slave, right?" Yin Zhi looked at the nobles and asked softly with a slight smile.

"That's not true. Everyone knows that the slaves under Lord Yin are brave and good at fighting." The fat-headed and big-eared man hurriedly flattered and said flatteringly.

Yin Zhi smiled satisfactorily when he heard the words, and Mei Mu looked at Yang Kai on the ring with contempt.

In the other box, Fan Li's face was extremely ugly.

As an aristocrat of Blood Sea City, she has watched the duel field for decades, and she naturally knows how destructive the Demon Snake King is. It can be said that this Demon Snake King has never been defeated.

After all, it is a monster in the human emperor realm, and even a monk in the same realm cannot necessarily defeat this devil snake king by hand-to-hand combat.

However, to give up this slave?

A few struggles flashed in Fan Li's eyes. Now that Li Bao has been thrown by her to feed the snake, she really doesn't have a better slave in her hands.

If there are no slaves under the master to enter the finals this time, it is estimated that he will take anger on her.

Fan Li lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, and when she saw Yang Kai dodging embarrassingly under the attack of the Demon Snake King, a hint of decisiveness flashed in her eyes.

She called Manager Wang and whispered a few words in his ear.

Wang Guanshi was terrified, and when his knees softened, he was about to fall to the ground: "Master Fan, you can't, this is not in line with the rules."

Fan Li sneered and said hoarsely, "Wu Cai's master didn't follow the rules first, right? It's clear that the winner has been decided, but the Demon Snake King is also released, so this is in line with the rules?"

She looked at Steward Wang coldly and said word by word, "Now, immediately, do it right away!"

Fan Li's tyrannical eyes made Steward Wang tremble, so he had to answer and hurriedly withdrew.

Although the Demon Snake King is very big, his speed is very fast.

If it wasn't for Yang Kai's physical strength reaching the Immortal Rank, it is estimated that he really couldn't escape the attack of this Demon Snake King.

If Yang Kai only relies on hand-to-hand combat, it is not impossible to hold the Demon Snake King, but it will expose many of his trump cards.

When Yang Kai was thinking about how to kill the Demon Snake King without exposing himself too much, he felt that the formation under his feet suddenly stopped working.

Yang Kai raised his eyebrows, then called out Chen, raising his hand and blocking the sharp fangs of the Demon Snake King with a sword.

The collision between the sword and the sharp teeth made an extremely harsh creaking sound. Compared with the strength of the Demon Snake King, Yang Kai still seemed weaker.

The ground of the arena he was stepping on was shattered inch by inch, and then in the strength competition of one person and one snake, the arena directly sunk into a deep pit.

Yang Kai frowned, if he fought with the Demon Snake King, he would definitely be incomparable.

Even going deep into the ground was not a good choice for him.

At this time, Yang Kai wanted to step back a few steps and return to the table.

But the Demon Snake King didn't intend to give him a chance to turn over, Yang Kai just took a step back, and the Demon Snake King pressed closer.

Every time the sword and the fangs collided, the ground under Yang Kai's feet would sink a little deeper.

The deep pit is getting deeper and deeper, and Yang Kai is about to be buried on the ground.

Yang Kai looked at the ground that was almost over his head, he gritted his teeth and slammed the sword up.

At the moment when the Demon Snake King was pushed away, Yang Kai quickly supported the ground with one hand, turned over and returned directly to the table.

The Demon Snake King bit Yang Kai's mouth empty, but Yang Kai's waist was rubbed by the fangs, and it hurt so hot that even Yang Kai felt that his clothes were a little wet.

Leaving the narrow space, Yang Kai quickly recovered his state and jumped several times in a row to escape the attack range of the Demon Snake King.

The demons in the stands were all boiling. They all liked watching this kind of cruel and bloody competition, not to mention that this slave fought back and forth with the Demon Snake King, which made the blood boil!

Although some people asked why slaves could use weapons, such trivial words were directly drowned in the roar of voices.

"Call Steward Wang here." Yin Zhi wiped the blood on his lips and instructed softly.

After receiving the order, the servant hurriedly left the box.

After a while, Steward Wang was pushed into the room trembling with cold sweat on his forehead.

When he met Yin Zhi's eyes, he couldn't help but fell to his knees on the ground, and even his head slammed on the ground.

"What's wrong with Wang Guanshi?" Yin Zhi covered his mouth with a chuckle, and then said softly, "Look up and look at this seat."

Steward Wang trembled, and after a long time of psychological construction, he raised his head and said with a flattering smile: "Isn't this Mr. Yin? Long time no see, even more beautiful and moving... eh..."

Wang Guanshi's words were caught in the throat by the sword in front of his neck, and he looked at Yin Zhi with horror on his face.

Yin Zhi still kept a gentle smile on his face, but when he saw Wang Guanshi's expression, his brows slightly wrinkled: "Wang Guanshi, pay attention to your manners, it's really rude."