Chapter 388: Horror blow

As the old man's loud voice sounded, everyone in the audience once again bet on Wang Kun and Zhang Han in the life and death stage.

But seeing Wang Kun on the stage of life and death, from the moment he played, his pupils all turned black, and his pupils were barely visible;

At the same time, the whole body was filled with an evil air.

Even the Great Elder Luohe Buddha in the stands gently sniffed his nose.

"It's so evil..." Luohe Futu murmured.

Luo Changfeng, who was beside him, frowned slightly, lowered his head and asked, "Uncle, is this Western magic..."

"Ok!"

"Since Sakyamuni's preaching, there have been Western witchcraft... this Western forbidden technology is a unique skill. Even the old man, I sometimes can't see through this evil skill." Luohe Futu said slightly. Tao said.

Naluo Changfeng said: "Then the final winner of this Raksha Conference must be this Wang Kun..."

Luohe Futu gently stroked his snow-white beard with his hand, and said slightly, "That's not necessarily true."

"I believe (he) should do miracles."

"Even ancient relics like (Vampire spar) can recognize him as the master...I believe he will definitely perform miracles here." Luohe Buddha said slightly.

The miraculous man in Luohe Futu's mouth was of course Li Tian.

At this moment, Li Tian also stared at the stage unblinkingly. He also knew that Wang Kun in front of him was a truly terrifying opponent.

But there is a clear gap between the two people on the stage.

It seems that everyone can know who wins and who loses in this battle without looking at it.

As the old man said in a high voice: "The second matchup begins now."

I saw the eyes of all the people under the stage betting on the ring.

On the stage of life and death, Wang Kun raised his black pupils and looked at Zhang Han, the disciple of the blood monk in front of him.

"You give up..." He only listened to a few words faintly spit out from Wang Kun's mouth.

When these words were spoken, Zhang Han's face in front of him became even paler.

If you admit defeat, you can leave the stage.

But in the Duanmu family, if a person concedes defeat, it is more insulted than death.

So even if Zhang Hanming knew that his life might not be guaranteed today, he definitely couldn't suffer this insult.

"Don't think about it!"

"Others are afraid of your sorcery, but Lao Tzu is not afraid." Zhang Han shouted out courageously.

When Wang Kun heard Zhang Han say this, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time that he had that weird smile, he saw that his hands suddenly rose up, slowly raising them.

An invisible evil spirit enveloped him for an instant.

"Okay, then I will send you to death." Wang Kun said lightly.

That Zhang Han is not a fuel-efficient lamp, since he can be sent on, he naturally has a strength that cannot be underestimated.

I saw Zhang Han at this moment, already seeing that Wang Kun was using Western sorcery. At this moment, he roared, his body suddenly jumped into the air, swept across the army with one move, and his right leg was fiercely facing Wang Kun's chest like thunder. Kick it.

This leg is at its extreme in terms of power and speed.

Even the people in the audience couldn't help but admire Zhang Han's legwork.

Facing the domineering move, Wang Kun's eyes suddenly became darker, as if the entire eyeballs became black.

Suddenly when Zhang Han's leg was about to hit Wang Kun's body, Wang Kun's body suddenly moved.

His moving speed is so fast...Almost one can't see it with the naked eye.

That kind of speed is definitely beyond human limits.

Even Li Tian in the audience was stunned. How could a person's speed reach that point? It's like a shadow.

And the blood monk in the stands is chilling...

His people could have won the last game, but they lost.

I ran into this **** guy again this time, and it seemed that he was defeated again... He sat there angrily with a pair of blood red eyes.

Zhang Han on the stage of life and death thought he had kicked the opponent, but when he looked intently, Wang Kun in front of him had already disappeared.

At this moment, he was shocked and quickly turned his head to look, but saw that Wang Kun was standing motionless behind him, as if playing him.

"Asshole." Zhang Han roared on the stage of life and death, and swept his legs again.

But Zhang Han's speed couldn't get closer to Wang Kun's body at all.

Zhang Han, who had not tried desperately to attack, couldn't get close to Wang Kun.

His face became paler and paler, and he couldn't help but exhale.

And what about Wang Kun? He has been standing quietly, and he hasn't made a move since he took the stage.

"Give up?" Wang Kun asked once again, raising his black pupils to look at Zhang Han.

"Recognize your mother's head! Lao Tzu fights with you."

That Zhang Han seemed to be mad and rushed again fatally at that Wang Kun.

At this moment, Wang Kun did not dodge anymore.

In his pair of black pupils, there suddenly seemed to be a flame of killing. Both hands suddenly opened slightly as if to grasp something, and then the palms slowly moved upward.

Suddenly, a blood-red color appeared all over his body for no reason.

The blood-red color filled his whole body, as if a huge air sac wrapped him there.

When the audience saw this scene, they were all stunned.

"Sorcery..."

"Oh my God, that is sorcery."

...

Everyone in the audience exclaimed.

Even Li Tian frowned and looked at the life and death stage in front of him.

Zhang Han was desperately attacking Wang Kun at this moment, without considering the consequences of this attack.

However, the blood monk above the platform knew it was bad.

boom--

There was a loud noise.

At the moment when Zhang Han's body approached Wang Kun, Wang Kun's two hands with palms facing upwards suddenly had two red flames in the palms of his hands. The flames resembled nothingness flames from hell, suddenly Flip both palms, and the void flame in his palms hit that Zhang Han accurately.

No screams, no cheers.

Some are just scenes where people can't believe it.

Zhang Han, who was hit by the "Void Flame" in Wang Kun's palms, flew out and fell on the stage of life and death with a thump.

His body was motionless.

Is it dead or alive? No one knows.

one strike!

Only one trick! That Wang Kun actually defeated Zhang Han in front of him.

Such terrifying power is really scary...The contestants in the audience are all very ugly, only the doorman under the second elder over there is looking at them with a smirk on that face.