Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

As if in an instant, the entire hall was eroded by a cold and bloodthirsty atmosphere.

There were even many people who were oppressed by the viscous blood and coldness at the moment Yasha sacrificed, so that they spit out a mouthful of blood.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and I don't know how long it took before I heard the sharp voice of Dolores who was standing closest to Naruo: "You used this trick to plot against Abel, didn't you? Naruo Inaba!!"

Ming Yang's gaze flicked across her face, and his voice was so soft that he couldn't even be considered mocking: "What kind of thing is he?"

At the moment when his voice fell, countless yaksha branches were like ferocious beasts out of the cage, and the black afterimages passed by. When everyone regained their senses, they saw the dead body of the young British girl.

Even the expression on her face was still fixed at the moment when she questioned Ming Yang, a mixture of fear, disbelief and hatred.

A strong smell of blood spread in the silent space.

Sanada turned his head and his eyes fell on Naruto.

His slightly thin body gave people a sense of condescending oppression for no reason, and his deep and quiet black eyes were full of indifference at the moment, and the vigorous killing intent was as real as it was, carrying a heavy and cold aura of oppression come.

Time seems to have returned to that cold winter night when we first met.

However, different from the last time when he pretended to be calm on the surface but actually was very nervous and faintly afraid in his heart, at this moment his heart was so cold that he even felt terrified.

Accompanied by that indifference is a faint sense of desire for killing and power.

Sanada thought, sure enough, I was born dark, but it was hidden too deep in my blood, so deep that I mistakenly thought I was a good person.

In that weird silence, Ouyang Min's voice was very clear: "The younger generation is too ignorant, if it's not that we old guys are not taken seriously?" His face was already gloomy.

In the Panlongtang, he was pressured by an unknown number of youngsters who were younger than him for two years, and the hostility in his heart had accumulated to an unbearable level, and he no longer planned to bear it any longer.

There was a sneer on his lips, and his eyes were icy.

Liang Xiao's body moved like a ghost and floated towards Ming Yang. The moment their eyes collided, they reached a tacit understanding. Liang Xiao's figure quickly turned around to protect Sanada tightly. Almost at the same time, Yasha transformed into The long whips rushed over the sky and covered the ground in an instant, and what was even more frightening was that as the dozens of whip shadows erupted, an extremely powerful force suddenly swept over.

I don't know who exclaimed "No!" Then the voice stopped abruptly!Immediately afterwards, that force that seemed to be able to split mountains and seas swept across the entire banquet hall in an instant.

It would be unbelievable if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes.

At this time, the situation in the whole hall is not an exaggeration to say that the demons are dancing wildly. The shadows of Yaksha whips shuttling in the sky are like the scythe wielded by the god of death, where blood splashes everywhere.

A grand banquet turned into a river of blood.

I don't know how long it took before the Yaksha flying all over the sky finally put away its ferocious and strange countless whip shadows, and returned to Ming Yang's hand in the familiar appearance of Zeng Jin, and that strange and majestic power was also fleeting disappeared without a trace.

But at this moment, if the big banquet hall has changed into another look.

The destroyed pit on the ground, which was more than one meter deep, was covered with scorching marks. The decorations of the tables and chairs had already been reduced to powder, and the deep pit was stained black and red by blood.

Who would have thought that people like Zeng Jin might hold power from above, but they had turned into ghosts in an instant.In the end, Ouyang Min was the only one who escaped the catastrophe.

But at this moment, the surprise in his heart... no, or it should be said that he was terrified, and he didn't know how to describe it.

He stabilized his mind, and there was a little fear in his voice that he didn't realize: "Little friend really deserves his reputation, but there is one thing that I don't know. There was no quarrel between me and little friend in the past, so why bother to chase after him?" Fight, besides, this time, my friend came here to hatch the eggs of the devil dragon, and this old man is willing to help you, I just want to form a good relationship with you, and if it is useful to me in the future, I will also be obliged to do so."

Ming Yang slightly raised his eyebrows, he had lived for a long time, and even begged for mercy so grandly.In fact, it was just a set of coercion and lure, indirectly reminding himself that Leopold was still in his hands.

It's a pity... Everyone thought that he hijacked Leopold to incubate the dragon's eggs, but he never thought about it from the very beginning.

"I said before that you all misunderstood the purpose of my visit today. I am only entrusted to be loyal to others."

As soon as Mingyang finished speaking, Ouyang Min's expression changed suddenly: "It's Yilin? I can give you whatever benefits he promised you! Why do you have to be so aggressive?!"

Ming Yang held Yasha in his hand, and seemed to be sighing a little: "I never look at the benefits in choosing a partner." As soon as the words fell, Yasha turned into a black afterimage and swooped towards Ouyang Min, and suddenly there was a very sharp cry The sound of collision sounded, and Yasha showed its sharp teeth like a fierce beast that chooses to devour people. As soon as they fought, Ouyang Min was startled, and then he was in chaos. A touch of resentment and viciousness mixed with strong unwillingness.

His fingertips were flying in the air, and he didn't know what technique he used. A square inkstone suddenly emerged from his palm. The black inkstone was filled with red mist and soared into the sky with a kind of cold power. Yang attacked in the past, Ming Yang quickly retreated but it was still a step too late, the red mist wrapped around Ming Yang like a living thing.

The red mist is very strange and sinister, being covered by it is like being stuck to a blood-sucking leech, the power in the body is continuously being emptied, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of it.

Ming Yang has gone through countless lives and deaths, but he didn't encounter a little crisis and became confused. The Yaksha skyrocketed in his hands and turned into overwhelming filaments. The filaments surged towards the red mist like a tide, and even drove the mist away. up.

Ming Yang retreated, but at that moment an extremely majestic and domineering force hit him from behind, Ming Yang's expression changed drastically, the force was so powerful that he didn't even have room to dodge abruptly After receiving that blow, it seemed as if all the internal organs were shattered at that moment, and the body was hit hard on the ground that was already beyond recognition. The blood foam spit out from the mouth mixed with the scorched dust on the ground, forming a A harsh black.

Naruo slowed down his breathing to ease the crushing pain, he hadn't suffered such a serious injury for a long time, the chaotic roar in his head was mixed with Sanada's roar-like cry.

He couldn't help thinking, he had never lied to Sanada before, the deep and visible injuries he saw before were really nothing!Now is the real injury.

In the unrecognizable mansion, there is a strange sense of decay and emptiness.

Liang Xiao stubbornly stopped Sanada, and looked coldly at the two people who looked like them walking one behind the other.

The one in front was a seductive man with long fiery red hair. As he walked, the strands of hair fluttered around his face, like blood-stained red silk.Although the man behind him was tall, he was as silent as a shadow, without any sense of presence.

Liang Xiao let out a sneer: "Fair D. Clark!"

"I've heard about your name for a long time." Mayfair D. Clark spread his hands, and a sharp excitement flashed in his crimson pupils, making the smile on his lips a cold and perverted feeling: "Yeah!" Ah! I have no intention of meddling in the internal affairs of your Panlongtang." As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look like Naruto: "Today I am looking for Inaba."

Ming Yang slowly propped up his body and stood up from the ground. His clothes were covered with blood and black dust, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were still cold and sharp, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up with a hint of sarcasm: "You guys Is the U.S. Special Security Agency also interested in the egg of the dragon?"

Mayfair D. Clark waved his hand and said, "No, no, in fact, I have spent a lot of effort to get the consent of that old-fashioned guy in order to come to Japan. We didn't create an army of dragon mutants Ambition! It's all just for my personal purpose, I'm bored and looking for fun."

There was a trace of cold disgust in Ming Yang's eyes: "It's more disgusting than those who fight for power and profit in the game world with blood on their hands."

Mayfair D. Clark didn't care about the sarcasm in Mingo's words, and even the smile on his face didn't change. Instead, he winked at Mingo and said, "I'm just curious! I wonder if Inaba will take the dragon's egg What will become of it?" Seeing that Naruto was silent, he went on to say, "Actually, I have always been curious about Inaba's original world, and I have always wondered what kind of world can raise such interesting people as Inaba. But Inaba must be unwilling to tell me, so I have an interesting idea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Yang's eyes turned cold, Yaksha broke out of the cage like a hungry beast, and behind Ming Yang showed its original most real and hideous appearance, with dozens of thumb-thick spikes like tentacles Generally roaring towards the opponent, Boris stood firmly in front of Mayfair D. Clark in a flash, and the two extremely fierce forces collided with each other in an instant.

Boris' body changed in an instant. His skin was covered with a layer of silver-white metal hard sheet at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his fingers turned into sharp metal claws. Reese is not a metal-type supernatural being. He has been wandering on the earth for so long that he himself can't remember clearly.

However, the irony is that he was exiled to a remote and backward planet because of the war between the cyborg species and human beings. Several years after his "life core" was damaged and fell into a dormant state, because of countless manpower and material resources paid by human beings Wake him up and have a second life, even though he is no longer a real cyborg life race, but as a warlike race in the higher universe, even if his strength is greatly reduced now, he can still be dreaded.

It is definitely not easy to know the origin of Boris. Although on the surface he is also a metal-type force user, his power feels completely different from the metal-type force force user.

With a natural sense of brutality and coldness, at the same time extremely domineering, like cold and damp tentacles, as soon as they collided, they entangled him tightly, and they couldn't break free no matter what.The two exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Ming Yang's back. It was not just a mental illusion, but the strange power used by Boris, who had always been unobtrusive. All the people with special abilities he has come into contact with in the past are different.

That kind of force severely suppressed him.

Naruto bit the corner of his lips slightly and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, but Yasha did not retreat at all. The afterimage flying all over the sky looked like a monster with its teeth and claws. Even though Ming Yang was suppressed, he still refused to give in. In the dilapidated mansion, the two figures were fighting together like phantoms, so fast that it was hard to see who was who.

At this moment, no one knows Ming Yang's pain. The sneak attack just now was too ruthless. Now he is suppressed to death by the opponent, but the more he is suppressed, the power in his body instinctively wants to break through the pressure imposed on it by the outside world. Shackles, the more you struggle, the more painful it is, it's like a vicious circle.