Although the drunkard seemed to be chasing the moon god in the ring without any plan, the moon god also seemed to be teasing the drunkard.
But the drunkard is taking advantage of the situation step by step, and the so-called pressing step by step is nothing more than a cover-up.
The most important thing is that during the chase, the drunkard set up this killing array on the ring.
Although I don't know the name of this formation, since the drunkard can bring it out at this critical moment of life and death, it must be the formation he uses at the bottom of the box.
On the other hand, Luna, who finally realized that something was wrong, could not hide the panic in her eyes.
She originally seemed to be able to handle it with ease, but at this moment, she didn't even think of a way to parry.
For a moment, Chen Bei couldn't help but secretly shake his head.
Another one who only plays tailwind games.
Although the screen was silent, the drunkard controlled the net bag to trap the moon god. The net bag kept shrinking, and finally the moon god, who was bound in the net bag, would be as slow as if it were being dragged by a steel wire. In the moon god's constantly distorted expression , the net bag was deeply cut into the flesh.
Then he saw blood oozing out from the marks, and then the flesh on his body began to fall to the ground in pieces. From the beginning to the end, the Moon God could not even resist.
Then it was cut into a pile of minced meat.
Looking at the scene on the screen, Chen Bei frowned, turned around and asked Qiqi: "Are you all so cruel?"
Shi Hou had torn apart the staff of Wanbao Pavilion because of a disagreement before, and now this drunkard did it again.
It's not that Chen Bei doesn't despise killing, it's just that he doesn't understand this kind of cruelty without deep hatred.
Qiqi's expression was silent, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes: "My mother was eaten by them."
Chen Bei suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiqi. He really didn't expect that Qiqi had such a past.
"They like to eat people?"
Chen Bei's brows furrowed even more tightly. If these people were really inferior to beasts, then he would definitely kill them all.
Qiqi thought for a while, nodded, and then shook her head: "No, not only do they like to eat people, they also like to eat everything raw."
Chen Bei nodded, mentally condemning the so-called saints to death, and then looked indifferently at the drunkard who had come out of the Cangjie Pearl.
Qiqi then came up and said, "Mr. Chen, it's your turn."
"Let's go."
At this moment, the list has been decided, and as soon as Chen Bei appeared as the luckiest person today, people started shouting his name.
Looking at Ba Chi, who is almost completely reborn, everyone now believes that with Ba Chi's current luck, he must have received a great opportunity from the outside world.
No one present doubted Chen Bei's strength, but not everyone showed goodwill towards Chen Bei.
From the audience to the stage, with more than a thousand people in the audience, Chen Bei felt hundreds of malicious glances.
But after taking the stage, the most unkind look came from the drunkard next to him.
When Chen Bei's eyes collided with his, he could feel the strong murderous intent in the other's eyes.
The drunkard can understand. After all, he just killed someone and may still be in a state of excitement.
What puzzled Shen Sanwan was where Chen Bei's murderous intention towards the drunkard came from.
"You two, the victory has been decided, you two are..."
"Wait a minute."
Shen Sanwan wanted to announce the results quickly and then move on to the subsequent auction, but in the middle of his words, Jiugui and Chen Bei spoke almost at the same time.
The drunkard snorted coldly at Chen Bei, and then said: "I disdain the company of this person."
"If I remember correctly, he knows that there was a competition. Even if he is given a quota, he should be allowed to compete with my defeated opponent."
"No." The drunkard seemed to remember something: "I seem to have killed all my defeated generals, that loser just now."
The drunkard was so drunk that he couldn't really speak eloquently: "That so-and-so didn't defeat that so-and-so, why not let them compete."
"I don't walk with trash."
As soon as the drunkard finished speaking, the whispers in the audience were like the flapping wings of tens of thousands of flies, which made people very upset.
Chen Bei didn't even pay attention to him, he just looked at Shen Sanwan indifferently.
Shen Sanwan thought Chen Bei had agreed, but Chen Bei asked, "Maybe you can bring a servant?"
Shen Sanwan choked, but he didn't expect Chen Bei to be thinking about such a thing at this time. He laughed twice, then shook his head apologetically: "Servants are also counted."
Chen Bei nodded, suddenly raised his hand and took out the fire stick in his hand.
Before anyone could react, Chen Bei seemed to turn into a stream of light and disappeared instantly in Shen Sanwan's eyes.
Shen Sanwan could only feel the thunder exploding in his ears again, and the next moment, he only heard a gasp of cold air from within the scene.
"hiss!"
Shen Sanwan turned his head and was stunned on the spot.
it turns out!
The black fire stick was like a javelin, piercing the drunkard's throat. At this time, the drunkard held the fire stick tightly with both hands, as if to protect his throat, but unfortunately the fire stick had already penetrated it, no matter how hard it was, No matter how many hands he had, they couldn't stop the loss of life force.
With his throat broken, the drunkard couldn't even make a sound. He just vomited his eyes out and stared at Chen Bei, as if he wanted to eat Chen Bei alive.
But Chen Bei's expression was always cold.
"How can a trash like you walk with me?" Chen Bei pulled out the fire stick. At that moment, the drunkard's body fell to the ground slumped, with a pair of eyes still waiting for the front, full of eyes. It is written with reluctance, but if you look at it carefully, there is still a hint of panic.
That's because the drunkard's cultivation is not weak. The moment Chen Bei took action, the drunkard had actually noticed Chen Bei's attack and wanted to resist, but was powerless.
This trace of panic was the despair left at that time.
Chen Bei took back the fire stick and glanced at the crowd in the audience indifferently.
He said calmly:
"The remaining quota is given to my slave. Do you have any objections?"
Shen Sanwan was the closest and swallowed hard after hearing Chen Bei's words.
This living ancestor is really capable of causing trouble!
Not only did he kill the twelve generals first, but now he did it in front of everyone.
I'm afraid it won't arouse public outrage, right?
If it's a serious matter, just go crazy if you're crazy. Don't be crazy in his Wanbao Pavilion. He's really not afraid that these people will have their brains twitched and demolish Wanbao Pavilion!
Besides, what do you mean by giving that quota to a maid? Do you want to hear what you say?
We are all respectable people, how can we be compared with a little maid!
What a shame!
