"Do you want to be good, if you lose, you want to sleep with me once!" Wang Bing stood in the position where Du Qi was killed by him, still thinking about how to face the matter of the Water Peak Peak Lord, his face was quite ugly, and after hearing that the hookah came in at this moment, he didn't look back.

Shisha snorted: "Didn't anyone tell you, don't leave your back to the enemy?"

The corners of Wang Bing's mouth curled, this sentence was said to Du Qi not long ago.

But after Yunying stepped into Dacheng, this sentence didn't seem to be so philosophical.

At the moment when the gate of the gladiatorial arena was slammed shut, the hookah's attack was about to fall on Wang Bing, and Wang Bing's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The hookah's face was full of panic, the gladiatorial arena was only so big, and there was no place to hide, where else could Wang Bing hide?

She looked around, always feeling creepy, as if Wang Bing might appear at any time. Before they even fought, her momentum was already at a disadvantage.

Finally, she felt a chill run over her head. She jerked her head up, and suddenly saw a face that she would never forget.

Wang Bing's indifferent face continued to enlarge from far to near, and the white light on his hand flickered with a faint light, and he slapped it out quickly with one palm.

The hookah was already panicked, and subconsciously slapped a palm as well.

But how could the palm she slapped casually compare to Wang Bing's sneak attack!

When the palms touched, the shisha calves suddenly made a crisp sound, and they were actually discounted by Wang Bing's huge strength.

Wang Bing didn't want her life, so he left a line and pushed his body away.

He himself was shocked, at first, he just wanted to use the cloud shadow to teleport behind the hookah, but he moved into the air by surprise, he couldn't fly, so he fell directly and slapped this palm.

"How is that possible?"

A touch of pain tore out of the hookah's face, and it soon covered the entire face.

As soon as the two of them palmed each other, the hookah's legs were bent, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, as long as Wang Bing added a little more force, the hookah would definitely be seriously injured and defeated.

But Wang Bing didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, just a little force, his body rebounded, did a somersault in the air, and fell to the ground seven or eight meters away from the hookah.

"Obviously, you have to wait until the Heavenly Martial Artist to be able to override the void for a short time, how can you ......?"

The hookah's words were deeply shocked, but he was also very frightened, looking at Wang Bing's gaze like a monster.

Wang Bing naturally didn't tell her the reason, but slowly approached her and said, "You lost, fulfill your promise!"

When the hookah heard this, he panicked.

Wang Bing was injured, she never thought that she would lose, and now that she has lost, does she really want to dedicate herself?

This is obviously impossible!

"I don't know!"

Wang Bing smiled coldly, obviously knowing that the other party was going to play stupid! But now it was different from the past, now that he was in the gladiatorial arena, the surroundings were closed, and he had countless ways to take down the hookah.

Yuan Yin, a five-star peak spirit martial artist, naturally couldn't let go so easily.

"Words don't count, but they will be punished!" Wang Bing still approached slowly, and the strange smile on his face made Shisha's heart turbulent.

"You...... Don't come here! I don't have 500 merit points on me, I'll give you 200!"

The hookah wanted to escape, but now she was injured in the leg just now, and she couldn't run fast at all.

"You want to send me away with 200 merit points? You are really naïve! You know that you want to kill me!"

Wang Bing's eyes suddenly became angry, and he rushed directly to the hookah and choked her neck.

"Ahh......h Let go of me!" the hookah grabbed Wang Bing's hand, trying to break free from his restraints.

Wang Bing grabbed her neck with one hand, and with the other hand reached directly to the hookah's waist, tearing off the silver belt directly!

As soon as the belt was untied, the already visible skin on the hookah's body was suddenly exposed to Wang Bing's eyes. The aqua-blue veil left her body like a butterfly with a dreamy color.

The hookah's face turned red little by little, patronizing the hand that broke free from the Wang Bing Demon Gang's confinement around her neck, and didn't care about the light veil that fell from her body.

Wang Bing naturally didn't want to have a corpse under him, so he suddenly let go.

The hookah's body lost its support and fell to the ground.

Due to the prolonged lack of oxygen, the hookah gasped for breath, and his body curled up on the ground, his eyes full of panic and fear.

Wang Bing walked slowly towards her, and when he reached her, he squatted down and held her white thigh with one hand.

At this moment, there are only strands of cloth on the hookah, covering those important places.

"Oh!

The hookah subconsciously wanted to retract his legs, but was held tightly by Wang Bing.

(End of chapter)