Chapter 310 Slaying the Demon Snake King

Wang Guanshi quickly squeezed out a smile when he heard the words, but he was too frightened, and the muscles on his face couldn't be controlled well, and it was even more ugly than before.

Yin Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and then Guanshi Wang felt a pain in his eyes, and then he couldn't see anything.

It turned out that his eyes were gouged out abruptly. After Wang Guanshi screamed, he heard Yin Zhi whisper: "You are so ugly to my eyes, so I had to goug out your eyes as compensation. "

"Wang Guanshi won't have any opinion, right?" The words whispered like a demon fell in Wang Guanshi's ear, like a thunder.

Steward Wang hurriedly put away his whining, endured the severe pain in his eyes and the fear and disgust in his heart, and said flatteringly: "No problem, how can I have an opinion on what Master Yin does, it's all small and bad , I'm really sorry to annoy Lord Yin because of the ugly appearance of the little one."

Yin Zhi propped his chin up and looked at Steward Wang's funny appearance with amusement: "Really? Can Steward Wang tell me how to turn off the formation in the ring?"

"As far as I know, this should be illegal, right?" Yin Zhi took a sip of blood, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

"That's because... ah!" Manager Wang said at the beginning of the sentence, and felt that his left foot was directly crushed. He immediately covered his mouth after screaming.

He obviously lost his eyes, but his head subconsciously looked in Yin Zhi's direction.

"Hey, Steward Wang has been in the dueling arena for so many years, and he hasn't learned much about etiquette." Yin Zhi pretended to sigh: "No wonder even the master didn't follow him right."

Wang Guanshi shuddered when he heard the words, his head lowered deeply, and he didn't dare to lift it up at all.

"Keep talking." Yin Zhi propped his chin with one hand and instructed.

Steward Wang stabilized his mind, ignoring the pain from his left foot and eyes, and tried his best to keep his words steady: "Returning to Sir Yin, because this slave has become the last survivor, he should have been promoted."

Seeing that Yin Zhi didn't speak, Steward Wang paused and said, "But because there was a problem behind the scenes, and the Demon Snake King was released by mistake, we closed the formation for the sake of fairness in the duel."

"Well said." Yin Zhi smiled and clapped his palms, and Steward Wang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Steward Wang's right foot was crushed.

"Ahhh!" Steward Wang couldn't help shouting because of the sudden pain.

"It's really noisy." Yin Zhi pouted and complained.

Subsequently, Steward Wang's left hand was also directly abolished.

The other nobles in the room looked at the scene in front of them with a smile, and no one thought Yin Zhi did anything wrong.

What is wrong with Yoon Chi? It's just punishing the disobedient dog.

This series of pain, even if a person is beaten by iron, can't bear it, let alone the pain of shattering bones.

Steward Wang was already half unconscious, and he only vaguely felt that he had been rudely moved out of the room, and then thrown aside at will.

By the way, when he left the room, Yin Zhi said something.

It seemed to say: "Okay, let's throw him at Fan Li's door, she'll probably be half-dead with anger?"

Without the restrictions of the narrow terrain, Yang Kai has more room to play.

He adjusted his work and rest, then jumped up and slashed several swords at the Demon Snake King, and a dozen sword qi directly attacked the Demon Snake King.

70% of the sword energy is directed towards the snake eyes of the Demon Snake King, because no matter what the enemy is, the eyes are always the most vulnerable place.

The Demon Snake King dodged at first, but when he found that Yang Kai's sword energy couldn't even penetrate his snake skin, leaving only a shallow trace at most, he went straight to Yang Kai's sword energy.

The fighting style of the Demon Snake King is no different from that of ordinary monsters. They are extremely rude and only know how to attack but not defend.

Yang Kai knew that this was because the Demon Snake King didn't take him seriously, so he was not afraid of the sword in his hand and fought with him.

But Yang Kaisheng is flexible in thinking, small and fast, and even because of his physical strength reaching the immortal level, he can recover quickly after being hit by the snake tail of the Demon Snake King occasionally.

After fighting with one person and one snake for a long time, the Demon Snake King's patience was gradually exhausted. He roared angrily, and an extremely rich blue poisonous gas was expelled from his mouth.

The poisonous gas spread rapidly, even if Yang Kai could find a new foothold, but when the poisonous gas filled the audience, Yang Kai could not avoid it, he could only hold his breath, and use the magic gas to protect the body to isolate the poisonous gas.

Although the poison gas hasn't done him any harm yet, if the time drags on, he must be in a disadvantageous position!

The spread of poisonous gas shrouded the entire dueling arena, and the people in the stands were obscured by the rich poisonous gas, and they could not see the battle on the arena at all.

"What's going on? Can this poisonous gas dissipate?" someone shouted loudly.

"Come on, if you dissipate this poisonous gas, do you think you can withstand the poison of the Demon Snake King?" Someone also said sarcastically, "You just wait for the results of the game."

"This is the first time in a hundred years that someone has forced out the poisonous gas of the Demon Snake King?"

"Yeah, the person who forced out the poisonous gas of the Demon Snake King before must have one person taller than the grass on the grave, right?"

The audience in the stands were extremely dissatisfied with the situation where the dueling field was surrounded by poisonous gas, and they were calling for someone to find the person in charge.

In this regard, the news given by the duel arena is that the poison of the snake king is too dangerous, and even they themselves dare not take risks, so as long as the audience is calm and waits for the duel to end.

When they heard that the snake king's poison was too dangerous, most people died. They just came to watch the game, and there was no need to sacrifice their lives for this game.

Everyone waited for a long time, and when they saw that the poison gas in the field was slowly decreasing, they knew the victory and defeat had come out.

"I think it was the Demon Snake King who won, because all the poisonous gas was taken back by it."

"I also think so, because if the slave wins, will he survive the attack of this poisonous gas?"

"What if the dueling field is exhausting itself?"

"You're stupid, the exhaust from the duel is exhausted into the sea of ​​blood, do you think it's possible?"

...

All the demons looked at the arena with anticipation, and the poisonous gas on the stage slowly decreased.

"Where's the snake king's head?"

"Did you go back to the ground?"

"No... no!"

"My God! Is this true?"

"The Demon Snake King who didn't lose, lost?"

I saw Yang Kai sitting cross-legged on the ring, lying on the ground beside the Demon Snake King's huge and extremely weird head.

OMG! That slave is better than the Demon Snake King!