Chapter 227: Last round

Xiao Yu's gaze fell on the thin young man first.
The strength of the thin young man was in the early stage of the spirit realm, but his opponent was a villain opponent in the middle stage of the spirit realm.
On stage.
"Boy, I've seen you fight, you are very good, but if you meet me, you are destined to be impossible to win. Give up."
It was a very thin man who was talking.
People who can reach the final round will not be weak, at least they have a little foundation.
"It seems that this group of dark horses is in trouble. Isn't this Wu Dong who is known as the Iron Claw, who kills people?"
"It's that person. This person is said to be a bit perverted. He likes to collect hearts. It is said that he eats them..."
There was a burst of nausea in the crowd.
The so-called wicked people must be notorious existences. If it were not for the amnesty of the domain master's mansion, these wicked people would probably be targeted by everyone.
The thin young man still had cold eyes, staring at Wu Dong, and said: "I won't admit defeat, you don't have to admit defeat, your life, I will take it for those innocent people killed by you today."
"Hahahaha!"
Wu Dong laughed, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said: "You are very slanderous, boy, but I think you look so beautiful, you must be delicious compared to your heart, or you want Give it to me to eat, I'm not welcome!"
The next moment, when Wu Dong's voice fell, he stretched out his hand, and a strange scene appeared. His palm turned into a golden metal iron claw, and he slaughtered him with a cold wind.
The golden light burst out, and Wu Dong's speed was extremely fast, like lightning.
The crowd immediately exclaimed.
"This is Wu Dong's golden claw! It will kill people!"
Xiao Yu in the audience also felt the power of Wu Dong's iron claw.
The golden iron claw was a fourth-rank treasure, and Xiao Yu couldn't even imagine that the treasure could even be incorporated into a person's flesh and blood.
Xiao Yu's gaze was cast on the thin young man, who had even more killing intent in the latter's eyes, but the thin young man was too calm.
It stands to reason that when you encounter an opponent who is stronger than you, and someone who is stronger than yourself, you must go all out from the beginning.
With his performance like this, Xiao Yu saw a feeling of deja vu.
Finally, the thin young man finally moved. He raised his hand and a small knife appeared, and his figure flashed up like a glimpse of light.
"Hahaha! Have courage, but you are a scorpion..." Wu Dong laughed loudly, but before he could speak, his smile suddenly stopped.
With only a "knock" sound, his iron claws were cut off directly and fell to the ground.
"what!"
With a scream, Wu Dong's wrist was bloody, and his face was pale instantly, and even the onlookers were shocked.
"Fast speed!"
"How did he do it!"
Because of the pain and shock, Wu Dong's face paled, but before he could react, the thin young man's dagger suddenly fell on his neck.
"I……"
"call out!"
The thin young man moved his hand gently, and cut Wu Dong's neck, blood spurted, and died!
The thin young man took a cold look at the dead body on the ground, then turned and walked off the field.
The crowd suddenly felt a kind of chill.
"Hehe, it's getting more and more interesting. It would be a pity if this person can't be drawn together."