Chapter 1653: Shengyi Wins, Jinbao Enters the Game

Boom!

Just as Sheng Yi strangled the ghost-faced sheep, a cold blue holy fire appeared in his hand.

The body of the ghost-faced sheep was instantly burned into nothingness.

Elder Letu's eyes jumped!

Strange fire! He actually has strange fire!

How could anyone in the Orcs cultivate strange fire?

He believed in his own vision and would never be wrong.

Those who can cultivate strange fire are people with great perseverance.

There has not been a single person in the Orcs for a thousand years.

But now...

He felt that he seemed to have overlooked something!

Yes!

It was the attitude of King Behemoth and others!

It was because of self-confidence that they were sure of victory that they showed that kind of indifferent attitude.

We also have this attitude!

What's going on?

I have a trump card to summon demons, what do they have?

Could it be the strange fire of this guard?

It seems unlikely.

If King Behemoth himself controlled the strange fire, they would still be a little afraid.

But the guard who is not yet in the holy realm...

At this time, Tumen's most powerful means is gone.

He was a little at a loss.

Should I summon a spirit beast to fight?

Will it work?

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill coming from the side.

He looked up suddenly.

I saw a wicked smile on Shengyi's lips.

"The monster you summoned is dead, now it's your turn!"

"You..."

Tumen's face changed instantly, and his heart skipped a beat.

What should I do?

Fight or surrender?

He looked at Elder Letu with the corner of his eye.

But Elder Letu stared at the ground in a daze, and didn't notice him at all.

Just admit defeat, it doesn't matter if I lose a game anyway.

"I..."

Tumen was about to say the word "admit defeat".

But he felt his neck tighten, and the two words were immediately held back.

A big hand tightly grasped his neck, just like holding the ghost-faced sheep just now.

Tumen was completely panicked!

"Wow... I... uh..."

He struggled with all his strength, trying to say the word "surrender".

But how could Shengyi give him a chance?

The boss said that everyone's opponents should be strangled to death.

Then he would definitely strangle the enemy to death, without any discount.

With a snap!

"Stop!"

Just as he broke Tumen's neck, Elder Letu's cold voice came.

Shengyi ignored it.

The blue ghost fire appeared outside his palm.

Tumen instantly turned into nothingness.

"Such a bastard is worthy of fighting with me!"

Shengyi put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, and walked back as if no one was around.

Elder Letu gritted his teeth in hatred.

Arrogant! It was really too arrogant!

A little guard dared to turn a deaf ear to his words!

Good! I'll see how long you can be arrogant.

This is only the first match.

I will never be polite to you in the second match!

But in fact, he has never been polite.

If the orcs were killed, he thought it was natural.

But if their side was killed, they couldn't stand it.

"Tushu, you go, don't waste time talking to them, fight quickly and decisively!"

Elder Letu waved his hand.

He urgently needed to win the second game to save some face.

The opponent only used one move, so they had to use one move as well.

Tushu went on the field with a stiff upper lip.

He kept staring at Shengyi, he was also afraid!

Tumen couldn't do it, and neither could he.

They were all at the same level of cultivation, summoning the same level of demons.

If Shengyi went on the field again, not only would he not be able to admit defeat, but he would also have to sacrifice his life!

Fortunately, a young man with rat-like eyes came on the field.

Tushu was relieved.