A big butt bag.

Another big pussy.

A pair of big pussy pockets.

Wang Bing could no longer remember how many big dicks he had eaten in just a few dozen seconds.

So much so that countless layers of huge palm shadows even appeared in front of his eyes.

It made him want to hide.

But you can't avoid it no matter what.

As one of Ye Yan's many banner monsters, Lu Dashan himself has no special strengths, but he is the one with the strongest melee ability among all the monster spirits, and he is also the roughest and thickest.

As an acquired alien, Wang Bing's own fighting ability is not weak at all. But against a humanoid tank like Lu Dashan, he is far inferior.

In a hand-to-hand fight, the two are not on the same level of strength at all.

"Bang!"

Once again, he was slapped away by Lu Dashan, and Wang Bing staggered up from the ground.

At this moment, his face was swollen like a roasted pig's head, with big red marks all over it.

Although he had been beaten into this batch of samples, Wang Bing was still dissatisfied.

He was a dignified user of Ji Ling Sen General, but he was beaten like this by a demon spirit.

"That's enough for you. I am the user of Ju Ling Sen General and the god of all demon spirits. How dare you, a mere vile charmer, dare to fight against a god..."

Before Wang Bing could finish his words, Lu Dashan from the opposite side had already rushed over, grabbed Wang Ai's ankle, and unleashed a set of swift and fierce combos on him, up, down, left, left, right, BABA...

Being pinched by the ankles of fate, Wang Bin seemed to have turned into a waving windmill, grabbing the land with his face and constantly turning over the soil.

The scene was once bloody.

As the final bird hug came to an end, the huge arena was enveloped in a roar.

Looking at Wang Bing, who looked like a dead dog at his feet and with distracted eyes, Lu Dashan sneered disdainfully,

"god?"

"That's such a weak god."

…

…

Wang Ai's nails dug into his flesh, but the expression on his face was as gloomy as ever.

He watched helplessly as his grandson was ravaged by the flag demon, but he was helpless.

Thinking of this, Wang Ai felt that his heart was bleeding.

If the situation didn't allow it, Wang Ai really wanted to jump off the stage and rescue his grandson.

But he knew very well that he absolutely could not do that.

Although Lu Jin and Lao Tianshi both agreed to allow him to leave the scene and come forward appropriately.

But Wang Ai himself knew that at this time, he must not come forward.

Once he jumps from here, it means that Ye Yan from the opposite side will definitely follow suit.

When the time comes, not only will he be unable to save his grandson, but he might also be involved in it.

Therefore, he must not be impulsive. The best response is to act indifferently. The more indifferent and indifferent the better.

That way, he would not fall into the trap Ye Yan had set for him. It was also the only way to save his grandson.

This is why he pretends to be calm even though his heart is bleeding.

after all,

Luotian Dajiao has a clear rule that no fight to the death is allowed. Anyone who breaks the rules means that they will declare war with the entire Tianshi Mansion.

He believed that Ye Yan would be a smart man and would not do such unwise things.

His grandson's life will not be in danger, but physical pain will certainly be inevitable.

"Damn Ye Yan..."

Wang Ai held the railing with both hands and looked at Ye Yan from afar.

Standing on the opposite side, Ye Yan, holding a cigarette and wearing a half-faced fox mask, smiled playfully.

After their eyes met for a few seconds, Wang Ai snorted coldly and took the lead to look away.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "This old dog can really endure it. His own grandson was beaten like this and he still remained indifferent. He is indeed an old bastard who is good at shrinking his head."

Wang Ai's performance greatly exceeded Ye Yan's expectations.

Before he came, he made a special investigation and knew that what Wang Ai, an old ghost, loved most was his only grandson, Wang Bing.

That's why he asked Feng Xingtong to carry the demon flag when he came on stage, just to trick an old guy like Wang Ai into performing such a show.

As a result, now that the stage has been set up and the actors have also entered, the protagonist Wang Ai is just standing on the audience stage to watch the excitement, with no intention of entering.

This is a bit disappointing.

However, Ye Yan can actually understand the disappointment... After all, Wang Ai, an old man, has always been known for being vicious, and what he likes to do most is to stumbling on people behind their backs.

I really want to fish out such an old bastard who likes to shrink his head. The bargaining chip of the king and the king is obviously not enough. It seems that he is still underestimated.

Just as Ye Yan was thinking, Lu Dashan, who was off the field, heard a voice using "Psychic Communication",

"Brother Yan, this kid has been beaten unconscious by me... What should I do next?"

"Come back first."

Ye Yan took a puff of cigarette and said silently.

If Wang Ai's old dog doesn't come to an end, just beating up a king doesn't mean much.

After all, this thing is just a bait. The bait used for fishing has already exerted its value, but the fish is still very smart and will not end up.

Coupled with the rules of the Luo Tian Jiao, it was not easy for Ye Yan to kill people in public.

Moreover, he has deep grudges with the Wang family and they will have to be resolved sooner or later. It is just a tyrant, so let him live for a while.

"Okay!"

After receiving Ye Yan's order, Lu Dashan turned into dark green light and flew back into the demon flag on Feng Xingtong's body, returning to hiding again, as unpredictable as when he came.

The king and the dead dog were lying in a pool of blood and had fallen into a deep coma.

Looking at his miserable appearance, it is estimated that there may not be many good bones in his body. Even if Ye Yan doesn't kill him this time, it will be difficult for this guy to recover as before if he doesn't recuperate for a year and a half.

Feng Xingtong in the distance looks very weak. This is the lingering sequelae after the tonic method is over. It is estimated that it will take some time to recover.

Fortunately, although his body was weak, there were no fatal injuries. But even so, Feng Xingtong still felt a little scared.

Feng Xingtong still remembers Wang Bing's murderous eyes when he let Liu Kunsheng go.

He could feel that the king at that time really wanted to kill him. If Ye Yan hadn't given him his own demon flag before entering the venue.

So who exactly is the person lying in the pool of blood now? It's still a matter of speculation.

Thinking of this, Feng Xingtong couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Ye Yan, and Ye Yan also gave him a faint smile to encourage him.

As Wang Bing collapsed completely and was no longer able to fight, the referee also announced in time,
Chapter completed!