Evil Master

The female host looked at Duan Hong with her peach heart like eyes, as she imagined what kind of face she would see under the white mask.

It was only when Ferdinand, who was standing beside Pirlo, shouted that the female support quickly regained her senses, and said with a smile: "Alright, now we have Momochi Takano, who has come from Ue-kok."

Duan Hong's gaze turned towards the entrance on the other side. He saw a warrior dressed entirely in black with a long blade on his back, he was also wearing a mask, and his body was extremely skinny. Other than the long blade on his back, there was also a short blade on the left side of his waist.

Ever since he fought Old Suicide Tao, Duan Hong's experience with the defense of Hidden Weapons Divide had greatly increased. This Momochi Takano was probably only around one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, and walked without making a sound.

The pair of hazy eyes under the black mask looked coldly at Duan Hong. To be able to kill the Demon King Oak, it was worth it for him to do so.

First let's introduce the two sides. The white side is from the Shu Family's Xiu Luo Field, nicknamed Devil Devourer, and has a one win victory record in the Xiu Luo arena. As his opponent is Oak, he is now a primary 1-star Asura." "The Black Arena is from the Yi He clan. It is an inauspicious battle force. This is the first time a Ninja has come to the Underworld's battlefield.

A Shura staff member handed over a list to the host. The latter took a look and said, "This is the first battle of the Shura Sea. Please come to the Great Prominent Class. Let me give you a brief introduction.

Duan Hong laughed bitterly. Was this a f * cking fight?

No matter how he looked at it, it was all just a show.

The host said, "Shura Senior Member, Red Flower Society Boss Hong Fenghuang, Xu Baoguo, Xu Liguo of the Xu Family, Mr. Okamoto's Sword Tian of the Jingtian Company, and Mr. Yan of the Su Family, and Mr. Pirlo of the United States of America. Intermediate Member — Beginner Members include Mr. Fan Tong from the Red Flower Society and Green Snake Hall, Mr. Suicide — "

Duan Hong found it very interesting when he heard it. The brothers Xu Liguo and Xu Bao were completely farmers back then, just like the Old Duan Family. In just a few years, they had already become famous families in the blink of an eye.

Who would have thought that Okamoto's Fan would also come.

"This competition is rather special. Nearly half of the senior members recommend that the Shura Field modify the rules, and the Shura Field's butler accepts everyone's opinion. This competition does not take into account the time." "Now, let the competition begin!"

The host walked quickly down the bluestone platform and ran out through the entrance. Then, both entrances closed the heavy metal door behind him.

In Duan Hong's eyes, there was no rule at all. He believed that since it was a fight to the death, the suspension for each person in the middle should be lifted, and the opponent should be thrown to the ground with all his might, not leaving any chance for the opponent to retaliate.

Killing intent slowly emerged from Momochi Takano's body. The two of them leapt onto the bluestone platform at the same time, and unceasingly looked at each other.

Duan Hong still stood in an unexpected pose, slightly swaying the dog-legged Mountain Knife in his hands. With a playful look on his face, he looked at Momochi Takano, as if he was an uncle staring at a boy next door.

Coach Jiang, you've been a commentator on the arena for many years. Have you seen how the two of you have been looking at each other ever since you came up on stage?

"I have seen this before on two Intermediate Asura's. If you don't use the live recording for that match, you wouldn't be able to see each other's movements with the naked eye. Devilish Eater and Central TV Department 1 will surely show you a beautiful feast."

Hmm, it makes sense. But what's the use of continuing to stare at each other like this?

"Instructor Chen, you're not clear about this. When experts fight, it's usually within one move. What the two sides are competing in is not killing intent or momentum, but perseverance and perseverance. We'll see who makes the first move and who reveals the flaw first. Now, everyone, please hold your breath and wait for the two people to fight."

< p > Three minutes passed.

The two commentators felt a little awkward. Their role was to adjust the heat of the entire match, so as to not let the match go cold. In this kind of situation where they only watched and didn't fight, many of the members felt depressed.

< p > Two minutes passed.

Fan Tong sneakily asked Suicide Dao who was beside him, "Immortal Elder, what do you think they're doing?"

Absolute Life said calmly, "Looking at each other, you are looking for the other party's weakness. If you look carefully, you will realize that the Mountain Knife on the right hand of the Devilish Eater has changed."

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< p > "Is there?

"At the beginning, his blade was horizontally horizontally, actually preparing to defend, but now, it's directly facing the opponent. If nothing unexpected happens, this Devilish Eater will make the first move."

< p > "It's just a blade, is there a need to be so detailed?"

Humph, normal people, what do you know? This is what happens between experts. Not only do you have high martial arts skills, you have to have a clear mind." "It moved …

The two hurriedly looked towards the bluestone platform.

After being silent for nearly seven minutes, Duan Hong was the first to make a move, just as the Old Daoist Juehai had said. The shining Mountain Knife in his hand shot towards Momochi Takano's chest like a bolt of silver lightning in the blink of an eye.

No one dared to blink for fear of losing any of the brilliant images.

His speed was actually a bit faster than Duan Hong's.

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< p > "Dang Dang Dang!

Everyone was dazzled by what they saw. They could only see that the two people on the bluestone platform had closed in on them three times in a row. Sparks flew in all directions when they heard three banging sounds.

Duan Hong quickly stepped back, and felt his right arm go slightly numb. What he was most worried about was the blade in his hand.

In the clash just now, Duan Hong used the back of his blade to check out his opponent's weapon.

As expected, although the steel mouth of the dog-legged Mountain Knife was slightly better than normal, it was still far from Momochi Takano's blade.

At this moment, Duan Hong raised his head and saw that the longblade in Momochi Takano's hand was entirely black, and faintly emitted a hint of blue light.

The strike was not bad, being able to feel the killing intent from it from such a distance. Duan Hong knew that a ninja's weapon had its limits.

In order to obtain a suitable weapon, one would not hesitate to invite the best blacksmith to forge it, especially a large clan. They had their own blacksmiths who had forged the secret recipe left behind in the ancient times by crafting the blade.

Generally, the slightly strong ninja will use refined tungsten steel to forge their sabers. Those that can enter the sect will have a silver hilt, while the strong ones have a gold or pure gold hilt.

If it was an aristocratic family, they would have an ivory hilt. This kind of blade was used for inheritances, and the current craftsmanship was impossible to create.

A blade that can kill a thousand people is different from a blade that can kill ten thousand people!

Duan Hong felt that this saber had killed at least a thousand people!

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