Chapter 743: Cruel! Witch

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Slap, this is a naked face.
For the time being, the apostle of Satan is also a handsome man who is famous in North America. He also controls Satanism with one hand. With tens of thousands of fanatics, even the Super Shield can only open his eyes to him as long as he does Not too much, so he went with him.
It can be predicted that his promotion to S-class in the future is a matter of certainty, and it is very likely that he will even grow to S + class and become a super hero on the dominating side.
However, he was not only beaten to death by Wang Yan's face, this hasn't happened yet, and the party Wu Ya Ange jumped out and slapped a slap fan again. She wasn't as noble as the sage, and even if she was angry, she would still have some emotion.
In fact, Wu Ya'an's curse words are more vicious than Wang Yan's, and unbearable.
Suddenly, the face of the Satanic apostle was swollen and flushed, his body trembling, his chest suffocated, and he almost spurted blood. If it was n’t for some scruples in my heart, he might have jumped onto the stage a long time ago and taught Uya Ange fiercely.
Hahaha ~
There was a burst of ridicule in the stands, and countless whispering arguments rang out.
"The Satanic apostle is too arrogant, who does he think he is?"
"Sure enough, it's a stupid stupid man, so he stretched his face out to beat people."
"Does he think that all the world is his Satanism? Even if you fart, do everyone have to hold it?"
The abbot Satan was so powerful that he raised his ears, and even if the mosquito flew tens of meters away, he could hear clearly. The innumerable arguments sounded like thunder in his ears.
No matter how strong he is, there is no way to fight against the world. Can't he kill them one by one? If he dares, the S-class strongmen on the stage will teach him how to behave in minutes.
If he thinks about it carefully, he also feels stupid himself, so what to do to provoke the Son of Flame? He has never been wronged in this life.
The Satan Apostle felt suffocated more and more, and a spit of old blood spewed out immediately.
In this scene, not only no one sympathized with him.
The sarcasm and discussion in the stands were more heated.
"Oh, is he sympathizing with Bo? It's obviously that he sent his face to hit someone, what blood is he spraying?"
"I see him, because he has never suffered a loss, thinking he has to let himself all over the world."
"Stupid guy, even arguing with the Son of Flame. Didn't see all those who quarreled with him in the qualifiers, were they angry?"
"In any case, Qiu has already concluded, and the next game is probably more brutal."
Super League President Emmons is also extremely depressed, so good youth conference, how can it be so much? Immediately, he shouted angrily: "Okay, just shut up for me. I don't care what your hatred is. Anyway, during the youth conference, give me honestly. Then you can play as you like. "
"Hehe." The Satan Apostle wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, staring at Wang Yan with a gloomy voice, and said with a cold voice, "Emmons was right, we are still growing in the days to come. Son of Flame After the Youth Conference, I will make you regret living in this world. "
"One another," Wang Yan said calmly. "Actually, I also want to know if you have the ability to regret me."
"Humph!"
Satan's apostle knew that the son of the flame had a slap in his mouth, and he continued to fight, only to insult himself. Back in his seat, he held his breath and meditated. It's just from his uncertain face that it's clear that his heart still can't calm down for a long time.
It was at this time.
A monster screaming in the ring sounded, and the sound of thumping with a few heavy objects attracted everyone's attention.
The dark sky that enveloped the entire ring gradually dissipated.
Only then did everyone clearly see the situation on the ring. The huge red-headed centipede had been cut into seven or eight knots, just like a scattered train, falling down on the ground.
The giant snake, more than ten meters long, was even more miserable. His head was cut open with a sharp blade, and along the skull to seven inches, he was suddenly divided into two.
The bluestone ring ground was shattered and broken by the struggles of the two giants before they died. There were holes and gravel everywhere, and the ring was full of blood. As for those horrible blood guts, densely fell to the ground, and only half of them survived.
Even more sad is Kazan himself. He knelt on the ground. No, to be precise, his knees were gone, and his two calves were thrown tens of meters away.
And Wu Ya Ange, it is emptiness stepping on the air, the clothes are intact, only a slight blood stain on the neck. It is a pity that the scar is not even a slight one.
Several inches outside her pinecone, a huge eye floating in the sky, it exudes mysterious waves. Obviously, this is the sacrificial material given to her by Wang Yan before, "the pupil of the nightmare." It can not only help you practice the law of darkness, but also has a wonderful effect in combat.
"His ~"
The air in the stands was filled with air-sucking sounds, although many people estimated that Wuya Ange would have some advantages. But I never imagined that it was such a winning situation.
And the night witch is worthy of being the night witch. It was really magical, so fierce, and directly cut the legs of the head-down master Kazan. The miserable scene was really chilling.
"Cut your two legs to give you a little revenge." Uya Ange sneered with magic, "If you don't want to be convinced, even if you can come back at me, but you will not be so lucky at that time." "
The chairman of the Super League Emmons was cold. The girl was intentional. Before she asked if she could kill someone, it was definitely not a joke. If she can kill, she must have taken Kazan's life.
But even so, it is really cruel to cut two people's legs directly. It seems that Kazan is already half-waste. With the personality of the night witch, he certainly will not give him the opportunity to take back those two legs.
For a time, the brutal and awe-inspiring image of Uya Ange was deeply impressed in people's impressions. She glanced coldly at the host Sean.
The host Sean was full of excitement, sweating and hurriedly began to announce: "This game, Uya Ange ..."
"and many more!"
A hoarse voice sounded, interrupting Sean's announcement of the winner.
I saw Kazan, the head-down master who seemed to be kneeling on the ground, with blood spraying at the corners of his mouth, and said with a grin: "I haven't fallen down, I don't need you to count down, and I don't admit defeat. Why do you declare that I lost ? "
"what!?"
This guy doesn't admit defeat yet?
Sean's face changed, and he had to admit that this guy said something reasonable. He couldn't privately assume that he lost based on the situation of the battle. But he said helplessly: "Kazan, are you sure you want to play?"
"Of course I want to fight ~~~ Of course," Kazan laughed wildly in a series of weird laughter like night owls, "Uya Ange, I admit that you are strong, if you don't want to cut my leg close to me, I'm root You can't help you. Unfortunately, you want to take revenge for your little white face, and even rushed up to cut my legs. Jie Jie, let me get it, get a drop of your blood. "
With that said, he slowly lifted a long and narrow sacrificial blade. Sure enough, there was a bright red blood on it, which was cut in the neck of Uya Ange.
what! ?
Some of the people in the stands who knew how to lower their heads changed their complexions: "Did he say that he still wants to perform ...?"
"Yes!"
Kazan's left hand didn't know when, there was a puppet, and that puppet looked slightly similar to Uya Ange, apparently he had prepared before the war.
Puppet curse!
This is Kazan's big trick. In the previous competition with Swamp Monsters, Kazan used this trick to win the top 32 tickets.
This move is very powerful, and strange and inexplicable, so unpredictable. However, the limitation of this trick is also extremely large, each use, Kazan will lose a lot of life.
If it is not necessary, the head-down division will definitely not use this kind of damage to the enemy one thousand and self-injury 800 strokes.
His hands were dancing, and under a series of weird and inexplicable spells, the blood on his dagger magically dripped into the puppet doll.
"Humph, the demon crooked, and I don't believe it." Wuya Ange's body shook, turning into a ray of black smoke, and the ghosts and gods generally went to Kazan Biao.
"Hi!"
A silver needle penetrated the left leg of the doll.
"Wow!"
Wuya Ange's ghostly body was immediately interrupted. She seemed to be trapped by an invisible force and settled in midair.
"Hiss!"
There are three consecutive pins.
Every stitch stabbed the doll's limbs.
Wu Ya Ange only felt that his legs and arms were completely immobile. The whole person was suspended in the air and could not move even half an inch. And now she is just two meters away from Kazan.
But just how far these two meters are, it seems to form an insurmountable sky.
"This……"
There was an uproar in the stands. Although I saw Kazan's move before, but seeing it again still felt magical and unbelievable.
not good!
Wang Yan's complexion was also a bit gloomy, but I didn't expect Sister An Ge to be careless in the end.
Kazan's weird laughter echoed through the game. He picked up a silver needle and grinned grimly: "Uya Ange, as long as my needle pierces your heart, you will die."
While speaking, he pointed the silver needle toward the doll's chest a little bit.
"Night Witch, surrender." On the stands, many people who cared about Uya Ange began to shout.
"Surrender, the lunatic will really kill you, anyway, he can't participate in the following games."
"Ange, stop playing." Nan Lian shouted sharply.
"Huh, the mean head-downer." The two saints even screamed in anger.
Wang Yan even grabbed a residual image directly, rushing towards the ring with the flames overlapping, he understood that Sister An Ge ... she would not surrender.
"Uya Ange!" Kazan grinned constantly, "I curse you, go to with me." As he said, the silver needle quickly inserted into the heart of the doll.
No! ?
Some timid, has begun to cover his eyes.
"Kazan, how dare you!" Wang Yan screamed, his wings spread, and tore away the space.
At this critical moment.
Wu Ya Ange smiled coldly: "Idiot, you forgot something."
"what!?"
Kazan's pupil shrank.
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