Eguchi Ichiro looked at Tang Jing in awe, and defended weakly: "Tang Jing, it is always intrigue in the arena, you can't blame me for being careless."

Tang Jing sneered: "What an intrigue, really has a shameless demeanor."

Eguchi Ichiro blushed and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

Yu Mo's face was as deep as water, and he asked, "Tang Jing, what are you going to do with him?"

"Everything is according to Brother Mo's arrangement." Tang Jing replied.

Yu Mo thoughtful and said, "Eguchi Ichiro, if I kill you directly, you will definitely not be convinced."

Eguchi Ichiro's face was hideous, and he didn't know what to do.

"I'll give you a chance, as long as the two of you pick one person in the yard to fight against you, as long as you can defeat the other, then I'll let you go." Yu Mo promised loudly.

Eguchi Ichiro and Yamamoto Matsuichi thought they would die, but they didn't expect that there would be a glimmer of hope.

Fighting only one person, and letting them choose their opponent, isn't it a godsend opportunity.

The two of them couldn't wait, and said in unison: "Okay, a gentleman can't chase after a horse."

Yu Mo sneered and said with a smile: "You are also worthy of being a gentleman, don't worry, I'm not a shameless person like you, I don't believe in my words, as long as you are better than anyone, I will let you live. Of course, you can't choose Tang Jing, he has been seriously injured."

"Okay!" The two agreed without hesitation.

As soon as the voice fell, many people walked out of the corner of the yard, including the high priest, the guardians on the left and right, and the elites of the demon race.

Fuling and the Demon God of Confusion were also among them, and they stared straight at them with a pair of eyes.

The two of them took courage, bit their heads, and looked straight at the group of people, racking their brains to find the weakest person in the group.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two fell on Fuling at the same time. In their opinion, Fuling was a woman without any uniqueness, and was obviously the least threatening.

"Have you chosen?"

How could Yu Mo not know their thoughts and ask directly without puncturing them.

"Can we choose the same person?" Eguchi Ichiro asked, his face not red and his heart not beating.

"Haha!" Yu Mo was surprised and laughed sarcastically: "Sure enough, he is a shameless person, and he chose one person at the same time."

"These are the rules of the game you set, and we haven't broken them. Do you want to backtrack?"

Eguchi Ichiro thought he had taken advantage of the sky, and said impatiently, trying to block Yu Mo's mouth.

Yamamoto Matsuichi quickly nodded in agreement: "Eguchi-kun is right. We follow your rules. If you refuse, you can't blame us."

Yu Mo took a deep look at Fuling and sneered in his heart, since the two of you committed suicide and thought you were taking advantage of the sky, why didn't you know that you kicked a big iron plate.

"Okay, I promise you." Yu Mo pretended to be heartbroken in response, and the two looked at each other proudly, saying that their life was hoped for now.

"Then who do you choose?"

"she!"

The two of them pointed at Fuling in unison, with a firm expression on their faces, as if she had to choose.

The other people looked at the two with complicated expressions, and the two of them didn't see the true meaning of these eyes, and they were still complacent.

Fu Ling stood up and asked, "Have you really chosen?"

The two nodded hurriedly and said, "Of course!"

"Tuckahoe, then I'll trouble you, so that you don't have to deal with them," Yu Mo said.

Fu Ling nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that Fuling agreed so succinctly, the two of them were slightly startled, as if they sensed something was wrong.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and there is no room for them to go back on their regrets.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The two roared loudly, and they didn't have so many polite etiquette and gestures in the arena. They rushed to Fuling with lightning speed, and they were bound to hit Fuling with a single blow to seal the victory.

Fuling didn't move, watching the two approaching intently, as if she hadn't reacted.

The two of them were calm in their hearts and waved their arms.

Whoosh whoosh!

One after another cold light flew out from the sleeves, covering the sky and covering the earth, all of them were hidden weapons with cold light shining, attacking Fuling together, not giving her any way to survive.

The first shot is the ultimate move, neat and ruthless.

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth was slightly raised, and he said jokingly: "This ruthlessness is really chilling, but it's just ruthless, it's useless."

Swish!

The samurai sword followed closely, and another sword should be added behind the hidden weapon.

Seeing that the hidden weapon was in front of Fuling, suddenly, Fuling raised her leg and walked forward, facing the overwhelming hidden weapon.

"too slow."

Fuling shook her head and sighed, as if she had grabbed a hidden weapon.

"what!"

The two were stunned, both shocked by this scene.

They knew how fast and how sharp their hidden weapons were, and it was impossible for Fuling to catch them easily.

But the real thing happened in front of them, causing a chill in the hearts of the two of them, straight to the sky.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that they seemed to have made a huge mistake,

It seems that he has picked a soft persimmon, but he is actually a hidden master.

But they have no chance to go back, they can only push forward, hoping to create a miracle.

The strength on the samurai sword was even greater, and only the sound of the wind pierced through the air, directly sealing Fuling up, down, left and right, all vital points.

The two cooperated tacitly, and they were all killing moves.

However, Fuling seemed to have never seen it, and fluttered out the hidden weapon in her hand.

That hidden weapon was like a shooting star, streaking across a bright trace, and with a clang, it hit a samurai sword directly.

Click!

The sharp samurai sword actually split in two, completely broken.

The broken samurai sword was turned back and inserted directly into Yamamoto Matsushita's chest.

"what!"

Yamamoto Matsuichi screamed and looked at the extra half of the samurai sword in his chest in disbelief. He was actually killed by his own sword.

He never thought that he would die like this. For a while, his emotions were so turbulent that it was difficult to calm down.

As soon as Fuling shot, he directly killed one of them, breaking the seemingly seamless cooperation of the other party.

Eguchi Ichiro was horrified. He watched helplessly as his companion died. He couldn't do anything. He was flustered, only to feel the breath of death coming towards him, like a big net, shrouding him and making him unable to move.

He struggled, swinging his katana, trying to break it all.

I saw a flash of cold light, and the samurai sword came to Fuling.

Fu Ling suddenly stretched out **** and lightly clamped the samurai sword, the samurai sword's offensive stopped abruptly.

Eguchi Ichiro's face changed suddenly, he tried all his strengths and tried to draw the sword back, but the samurai sword did not move, he was trembling, and hurriedly backed away.

Click!

The samurai sword was broken into two pieces in Fuling's hand, and the half-cut sword disappeared in a flash, directly sunk into Eguchi Ichiro's chest.

He looked up to the end and shouted, "No—"

With a thud, he fell to the ground, never stood up again, and his life was swiftly drained by the blood.