Chen Shuixin flapped her little wings with a look of disgust and sent the overripe centipede back to the man in red.
When the man in red saw his beloved centipede turned into a 'delicious delicacy', he suddenly became angry and his hands seemed to be trembling.
With trembling hands, he took out five porcelain bottles from his sleeves and threw them at Wei Yan together.
Wei Yan frowned and struck first. Before the poison in the porcelain bottles could come out, he cut the porcelain bottles in half and shattered everything inside.
At this moment, the man in red suddenly attacked Wei Yan. He touched his body with both hands, and ten poisonous needles were shot at Wei Yan.
Wei Yan could only avoid the limelight temporarily. He kicked his feet to avoid the poison and poisonous needle thrown by the man in red. He planned to go straight to the source and inserted the tip of the knife downwards into the vest of the man in red.
Then he gave another powerful swing and threw the man in red, whose life or death was unknown, off the stage.
When he turned around to deal with the poison, he realized that Chen Shuixin had already cleared the battlefield before him.
The overripe poisonous spiders, scorpions, and giant ants were scattered all over the countertop like a feast.
Chen Shuixin noticed Wei Yan's eyes and looked at these insects and ants with disgust.
Only Wei Yan on the stage and the onlookers below were left speechless, looking at the man in red with some sympathy.
The referee on the side signaled the guards around him to come on stage to clean up and carry the man in red away.
Before Wei Yan could wait for long, a strong man holding a broadsword like Wei Yan came on stage to challenge Wei Yan.
"I've got some money to spare."
"Fire red."
Qian Yu glanced at Chen Shuixin at the corner of the stage.
Wei Yan said seriously, "It's just you and I who will take action."
Chen Shuixin nodded helplessly after hearing this.
Qian Yu seemed to be a practicing practitioner, which also aroused Wei Yan's interest in fighting.
Wei Yan took the lead and struck at Qian Yu with great courage.
I saw Qian Yu holding his sword against the impact, and still having enough energy to pick Wei Yan's sword back, heading straight towards Wei Yan's chest like a dragon swimming around.
Wei Yan seemed to be on guard. He squatted down slightly and narrowly avoided Qian Yu's move. Instead, he stretched out his leg to cross Qian Yu's lower body.
Qian Yu didn't have time to escape and groaned, seemingly hurt, but he didn't care.
But he saw that his legs were covered with a layer of stone armor, which was extremely hard, but restricted his movements to a certain extent.
Wei Yan's eyes trembled slightly and he came to this conclusion. The next moment he changed his body shape and attacked Qian Yu's upper body from different directions as quickly as possible.
Chen Shuixin watched it with great interest. If she hadn't considered that she was in the ring, she would have taken out the spirit fruit from the mustard seed space and enjoyed it while watching it.
This kind of evenly matched fight looks exciting, unlike the man in red in front who only makes damaging moves, which is very boring.
Qian Yu's movement was restricted, and he was stabbed several times by Wei Yan. However, Wei Yan also used up most of his spiritual power. At this moment, he felt a little powerless and his movements slowed down.
Qian Yu was waiting for this moment. He slowly raised his leg and kicked Wei Yan very quickly, seemingly slowly.
Unable to evade, Wei Yan had no choice but to insert the knife in his hand into the table and hold up the spiritual protective shield all over his body, but he used his strength to hug Qian Yu's stone leg and not let go.
After following Qian Yu's stone leg and turning half a circle, Wei Yan let go, kicked off his feet, and flew into the air. He did a backflip and stood firmly on the stage. He grabbed the knife inserted on the stage and directly
He slashed at Qian Yu.
Qian Yu was startled and stepped back, but he forgot that his stone legs could not keep up with his thoughts, and he almost tripped and fell to the ground.
Wei Yan's knife finally stopped on his head.
Wei Yan asked, "Can you admit defeat?"
Qian Yu opened his eyes and looked at Wei Yan, and said with conviction, "Brother Huo Chi is a rare hero! I admit defeat."
Wei Yan nodded and watched Qian Yu leave the stage, but he heard loud shouts from the opposite ring. All he heard was "Another death!"
Chen Shuixin looked far into the distance and was attracted by the sounds over there. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, how cruel it was.
When she came back to her senses, she saw Wei Yan taking out a porcelain bottle from his arms and pouring the elixir into his mouth. She frowned and thought, maybe Wei Yan had exhausted his spiritual power, or Wei Yan had suffered internal injuries while fighting with Qian Yu.
But at this time, she couldn't ask, which exposed Wei Yan's bottom line.
She can only change her mentality at this time in the next game, become serious, and make good preparations to take over.
At the referee's signal, another person came on the field.
She looks like a pretty little girl of the same type as Ah Yue.
"Wan'er, this is so polite! Please show mercy to this young master!" Wan'er raised her head and looked at Wei Yan pitifully, her voice was sweet and touching.
Generally speaking, this kind of woman is the most cherished, just like Wei Yan who is also very accommodating and loves Ah Yue.
But what Chen Shuixin didn't expect was that Wei Yan's hard, calm voice came without any pity. Instead, Wei Yan's face seemed to have the word "trouble" written on it, "Huo Chi!"
This made Chen Shuixin wonder how Wei Yan fell in love with Ah Yue.
Wan'er seemed to be hurt by Wei Yan's attitude, and her face was full of grievances.
I saw Wan'er not very skillfully using the long pink gauze belt, and thrust it straight into Wei Yan's face.
Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to react half a beat too late, barely dodging the pink yarn. He raised the knife, as if he was hesitant, and couldn't bear to cut the pink yarn into pieces.
While Wei Yan was still wondering what to do, the pink gauze suddenly wrapped around him several times, wrapping him tightly like a rice dumpling.
Even Chen Shuixin, who was watching from the sidelines, was aroused. It seemed that Wei Yan was just hiding it on his face, but in his heart he was still very fond of coquettish women.
In fact, Chen Shuixin was wrong. When Wan'er was pulling out the pink gauze, Wei Yan smelled a strange fragrance. At this time, he had already ruined Wan'er's behavior.
But Chen Shuixin was far away and didn't smell the strange fragrance.
The more Wei Yan struggled, the tighter the pink gauze wrapped around him. Just when Chen Shuixin hesitated whether to rescue Wei Yan.
The pink gauze was suddenly pierced by a metal thorn.
Wan'er exclaimed, and her delicate voice made everyone in the audience feel sympathetic.
But the long thorn will not cherish Wan'er, and directly pokes the pink gauze into 'hollow stockings'?
In the end, the pink gauze was even more vulnerable and shattered to the ground.
Wei Yan fell to the ground and flew out of it. He managed to raise his sword and slashed at Wan'er.
Wan'er opened her eyes wide and filled with tears, as if Wei Yan was some kind of bad guy and wanted to do something bad to her.
Wei Yan's knife deflected for some reason and hit the table.
Wan'er rolled forward, pulled out a yellow gauze belt from her arms and flew towards Wei Yan.
This time Chen Shuixin finally understood. This Wan'er must have practiced illusions or there was a confusing poison hidden in the veil, which made Wei Yan lose himself again and again.
Chen Shuixin felt that when encountering such a confusing thing, he should deal with it quickly and not to linger, lest he get caught.
She spit out her true fire and flew straight towards the yellow gauze belt.
As the burnt smell reached Wei Yan's nose, he seemed to wake up again, and without any mercy, he took Wan'er off the stage.