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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three: Grayhorn Camp

Of course, since the beginning, Black Panther's opponent has not taken any action. It is obvious that he has only the power to avoid it, but no power to fight back. He also left a dense small wound on his body, but what is amazing is that these small wounds healed shortly afterwards, showing extraordinary recovery.

"The shameless little raccoon demon, don't run away if you have the ability..."

The Black Panther stopped the attack in anger, stared at the opponent with gritted teeth, his nostrils were panting with an angry breath, and his eyes were filled with anger, which was about to become substantial.

When he stopped, his opponent naturally stopped, and he showed his opponent's appearance, but he was a raccoon demon.

"I am not...I am not called Xiaoli Demon...I am the Eight-Destined Hell King..."

This raccoon was breathless and his eyes were a little erratic. He was obviously extremely tired, so he was confused, but he still didn't want to admit defeat in his mouth.

If Su Fu was here, he would be extremely surprised. This little raccoon demon who claimed to be the Eight Destiny Yama actually took the initiative to stay in Juzhou to practice, the timid Nine Life.

If it were usual, if his opponent was a great demon who had cultivated the Xuanpin Demon Pill, he would surrender without hitting him. Now he dared to say anything and even deal with him. This is indeed a surprising change.

"Hahaha, even the Xuanpin Demon Pill has not been refined, so you dare to call yourself the 'big demon king'. I think you are looking for death!"

"Ba Xiaoli, you'll take a look!"

"That's it! That's it! If you have the ability, you will kill the Black Panther... We all respect you as king!"

The group of monsters below immediately made an uproar and made a fuss. The Ba Xiaoli was the alias given by the group of monsters to Jiuming.

Of course, among the demons below, there are also demons who admire Nine Life. Because they joined the Gray Ghost Camp about half a year ago, they made their mark on the Gladiator Stage with their terrifying recovery. They are also known for their amazing resilience. They will participate in at least one gladiator every day. No matter how seriously injured they were the day before yesterday, they will arrive as scheduled on the second day and appear on the Gladiator Stage in a lively manner.

In the eyes of other demons, his strength is in the middle of the Grey Gang Camp, and he is just a team player. Half of them wins in ten times of the Grey Gang Camp is an accident. Among these half, most of them rely on their terrifying recovery to drag their opponents to admit defeat. Although they are obviously more powerful than him, they lose to him, so that most of the nearly 10,000 demon soldiers in the Grey Gang Camp are disliked.

If it weren't for the military order, the person who had a grudge against him would have been assassinated by him.

Jiuming was often troubled in the military camp. Fortunately, he had the powerful natal magical power "Jiuli Rebirth".

No one wants to be his opponent, but in the rules of fighting in the Grey Gate Camp, there will be a row every half a month of kung fu. Whoever the opponent is decided by the commander of the Grey Gate Camp, and it is called: training.

No one can meet him, and it is the Black Panther's turn today.

Black Panther is also at the level of guard in the Gray Roof Camp. He has nearly a thousand demon soldiers under his command. Compared with Jiu Ming, a team of only a hundred demon soldiers under his command, it is a whole class larger.

But in the Gray Corps Camp, unless you fight with other tribes, no identity will work. In addition to the commander, even the commander must participate in the fight.

This is because the demon clan is fighting. Of course, if Jiuming defeats Black Panther, their identities will be changed immediately. Jiuming can reach the sky in one step and take up the position of the guard. This is also why the demon clans are keen on fighting.

Seeing Jiu Ming gasping like thunder, Black Panther suppressed his anger and narrowed his narrow eyes to cover up the cold light. Just as Jiu Ming was about to speak, the breath of his magic body suddenly surged, and his figure suddenly turned into a afterimage.

Jiuming sensed a dangerous sign, his pupils widened, and before the word "despicable" was released, he was slightly hit by the black panther's sharp claws. His entire left arm was pulled open, and blood immediately flowed. The deep wound was hidden in the white bones.

"ah……"

His body hit the simple wooden wall facing the battalion commander, and fell to the ground with a "bang". His left arm was completely limp and he struggled to sit up, but he was already panting like a cow. Just a slackness caused such bitterness. The severe pain made his eyebrows squeeze together. Although he had been injured almost every day for the past half-year, the injury today was also very serious and it was difficult to recover in just a few hours.

"Ba Xiaoli, you little bastard, I will defeat you for nothing, and you will compensate me!"

Seeing that Jiuxian was defeated, several demon soldiers who wanted to buy an unpopular one immediately started to curse the general.

The black panther couldn't help laughing happily, and came to Jiuming, who was lying on the ground. He stepped on Jiuming's wound, which immediately made Jiuming let out a "pig-killing" cry. Although his gallbladder increased a lot, he still could not change his second-rate nature.

Because of this painful cry, he could not shout out the word "sacrifice". On the gladiatorial stage, if he could not shout out the word "sacrifice", his opponent could launch endless attacks until he died.

Black Panther was obviously not going to give Jiu Ming a chance to admit defeat. When his foot fell, his right finger claw pierced directly at Jiu Ming's head, swearing to kill him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill him! Kill this bed bug!"

The monsters all red eyes with excitement, and their roars were like thunder and waves.

Jiufen's consciousness gradually became blurred. The damage was too severe this time, which made him unable to shout out the word "sacrifice". But at this moment, the noisy roar in his ear suddenly left far away. For some reason, the fundamental meaning of "Remnant Blood" left to him by Su Fu flowed into his heart, and bits of enlightenment suddenly surged into his heart.

He has practiced "Remaining Blood" for more than half of his life, but he still cannot enter the door. He studies it hard every day, but he still wanders outside the door, which makes him extremely distressed.

This time he suffered a severe blow, and he had an epiphany. He suddenly understood the essence of "Remnant Blood", which is the word "kill". As long as the enemy is not dead, he cannot stop "kill".

This is the original meaning of "Remaining Blood". In this moment, the left arm, which was originally painful, suddenly all the pain disappeared. Both arms recovered their strength and blocked them in front of the brain.

"Puchi--"

With a muffled sound, the black panther's sharp claws pierced through Jiuxian's overlapping arms without any obstacles, and blood shot out, spraying Jiuxian's face full of his face.

But at this moment, there was no trace of pain on Jiuming's face. His eyes burst out with sperm, and his white and sharp teeth were still exposed. The blood immediately dyed his mouth red. This scene fell into the eyes of Black Panther, giving him the illusion of bloodthirsty.

"Hmph, I just blocked the next attack, but I didn't take the opportunity to admit defeat. I see how many times you can block me!"

The black panther roared angrily, and his head suddenly turned into a black leopard head. He pulled the claws that pierced his arm and pulled Jiuming into his bloody mouth. Jiuming could not withstand the powerful palate that was nearly a ruler.
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