His entire right arm has disappeared.

He shouted: "Mr. Prasius! Save me, I will give you all the research results of the Flame Society. We can develop more four-level experts, just like Shireng! Save me, please save me!"

The Avengers and the Old Man Nether frowned.

"Okay, since the game is over, don't continue to make trouble." Prasius's voice rang out throughout the audience.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The duel finally ended.

"Haha, Chu Xiu, it's useless to hear it. Lord Prasius is speaking, haha--" Bookmode was instantly excited.

"So what?" Chu Xiu looked at Bookmode condescendingly, and the coldness in his eyes did not decrease at all.

"Uh--" Bookmod's smile froze and he looked at Chu Xiu in disbelief.

Chu Xiu stepped on his chest, and his true energy burst out and he suddenly stepped on it!

"You dare!" Bookmod's roar resounded throughout the martial arts venue!

"Click!"

Bookmod's chest instantly faded.

"Puff!" Lao Gao's eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

He never expected that Prasius had already spoken, but Chu Xiu still dared to take action.

I also didn't expect that Chu Xiu would dare to take action, and everyone present was there.

The three arbitrators were stunned for a moment, staring at Chu Xiu for a long time but couldn't react.

The internal hierarchy of the Skull and Bones Society is very strict. Not to mention the Seven-Star Deacon, even if they only sarcastically, they would not dare to refute Prasius's face too much. But Chu Xiu's current behavior is more than just refuting face, and it can be described as a slap in the face!

Prasius just said that he would stop and he would kill someone. How arrogant and domineering is this!

The three arbitrations were like this, not to mention Adam and others. Even the Avengers looked at Chu Xiu foolishly, unable to believe what was happening in front of them!

"Damn it, domineering!" Eribos muttered softly, his eyes full of admiration.

These people usually whisper in ordinary arbitration, for fear of saying a wrong word to make them unhappy, but Chu Xiu slapped Prasus in the face in front of so many people, making him unable to get out of the stage.

It is conceivable how angry Prasius, who has always focused on maintaining his own majesty, would be.

"Puchi!" Melan Catherine looked at Chu Xiu's back and covered her mouth and laughed. Prasius was indeed hateful. Her repeated difficulties made her angry, but even if she was angry, she would not dare to resist with a hundred courage. After all, this is the supreme existence of the Skeleton Society, and provoking him is tantamount to provoking the God of Death.

However, Chu Xiu dared to provoke him, and even provoked him loudly, which made the resentment accumulated in her heart disappear.

Only he can do this kind of thing without fear. Melan Catherine thought.

"Damn it, I'll really kill it!" The people in the stands were even more shocked and their scalp was numb. They didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of provoking Prasius.

"Awesome, Master Prasius just finished speaking..."

"I just felt crazy before, but now it seems that he is more than crazy, he is simply desperate."

"But there is no good end to provoke Prasius..."

Slack snorted coldly, a murderous intent emerged in his eyes, and he walked forward to jump off the platform.

Prasius reached out to stop him.

"grown ups?"

Prasius shook his head, his eyes as dull as water.

"I underestimated him!" Prasius's chaotic gaze fell on Chu Xiu and snorted softly, "But, what about that?"

"Chu Xiu! I'll give my son my life back!" In the noisy stands, a man lifted up his cloak, and three daggers suddenly threw it towards Chu Xiu, and rushed towards him.

Chu Xiu frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to block the stabbing dagger, but a stream of true energy attacked with the dagger and directly bombarded him onto the round platform!

Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene. However, before they could understand what was going on, four black walls suddenly rose from the round platform and quickly wrapped Chu Xiu. When the man who was sneak attacking landed on the round platform, the four walls were put together, and dozens of lasers shot out from above the wall, densely sealing the top of his head!

"Wow!"

"Life and death latitude!"

Everyone suddenly stood up and looked at the scene in front of them in horror!

The three mysterious men suddenly turned their cold eyes to Prasius!

Lala and others also looked at Prasius in disbelief!

"How could this happen!" The entire stand was instantly drowned by the noise, and everyone's faces were astonished, fearful, and confused, and then they looked up one after another.

Chu Xiu got up and looked around. He saw dark black walls emitting faint light. The laser light on his head woves a palm-sized grid. The sound of the electric shock made people shudder.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and gloomy eyes, and he was looking at him with a sneer!

"Master Prasius!" Melan Catherine stared at Prasius angrily, "What's going on?"

Prasius glanced at her faintly: "What's going on?"

"You can only open the life and death lattice. You still ask what's going on!" Melan Catherine was so angry that she trembled all over, "Please open it immediately!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the key to the life and death lattice has been lost, but don't worry, I have some spares." After saying that, I waved my hand at Slack, "Go and take out the spares."

Slack responded and walked out quickly.

Louis XVII sneered.

When Slake really took the key, the cucumber and vegetable were cold. Chu Xiu was now seriously injured, and the man who was attacking was at the third level of the sect. Chu Xiu would die within two minutes!

It turned out that this was his real killing move! Louis XVII and Lolavia looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of chill and helplessness in each other's eyes.

They originally thought that Prasseus was just making things difficult for Chu Xiu, but they didn't expect that he had already wanted to kill Chu Xiu. Whatever the revenge of killing children and the keys were all fucking liars!

Melan Catherine didn't expect that Placius, who was on duty as a Skeleton and Bones, would be so shameless? But he clearly said that he asked Slake to take it. Could she just hold on to it?

With a silent sneer, Melan Catherine's face was full of despair!

It was obvious that they had reached this point, they won the Flame Club, the Avengers and the Old Man of the Netherworld, and even the Bruce, but they didn't expect to fall into Placius's hands!

Who is not a human being present? Seeing that there was no surprise on Prascius's face, and a word blocked Melan Catherine's mouth. I didn't know that this was all arranged by him, and I couldn't help but feel cold all over my body.

Prasius is still the ruthless, ruthless arbitration.
Chapter completed!