Hearing this sound, people suddenly felt dizzy. Kui Niu of good fortune is equivalent to the Warcraft of the strong man of the quasi king of Wu! With the eight heavy boy of the martial arts teacher in the field, how can he accept it, but he can suppress the White Lightning of the lightning lion, only on the lucky Kui ox in the strange forest.

What these people don't know is that the lucky Kui cow has already become the nourishment of Xuanling fire jade.

Feng Junyu looked at those people's expressions and didn't hide the disdain and disgust in his eyes. When they didn't show the mountain and dew, you despised them. Now they show great strength. Your eyes are bigger than copper bells, and you don't believe them.

Taking back her eyes, Feng Junyu looked at the field and suddenly showed a shocked look. At this time, Lan Yu had completely regarded the lightning lion as the target of boxing practice. Her fist turned into countless shadows and bombarded wildly. The lightning lion screamed and roared continuously, but her eyes flickered with extreme fear. She lay down on the ground and was beaten. The whole huge lion's head was bald, Blood is everywhere.

In the cage, Lan Yu blew a punch again, and a blood flower bloomed and splashed on his silver mask, adding a bit of fierce temperament. Step by step, he walked to the electric lion and shouted, "don't you accept it?"

The lightning lion roared, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but when he saw the blood dripping from Lan Yu's fist, the fierce light immediately turned into fear, moved the huge demon body, and a giant rubbed back and forth on Lan Yu's thigh and took the initiative to show kindness.

He killed 17 martial artists and frightened the martial artists present. At the moment, he is like a clever pet to please Lan Yu, which makes many people feel like a dream. He even subdued the lightning lion.

Someone laughed and said, "ha ha, this boy has two sons! I don't admire him."

Sha Yan snorted coldly. He was unconvinced and said calmly, "it's just that he used the White Lightning town to suppress the lightning lion. It's just opportunistic. Do you really think he can subdue the lightning lion with his real ability?"

Feng Junyu turned to look at Sha Huo and said sarcastically, "Sha Yan, if you think you can do it, I think there should be powerful Warcraft in the back. Why don't you come in and take it away in front of everyone?"

Sha Yan blushed and cut Feng Junyu fiercely. He hummed, "do you think I'm those poor martial artists? I need to rely on fighting to make money?" he took out a money bag, which was full of middle-grade spirit stones. He patted on his hand, raised a middle finger and provoked, "see? I have plenty of money."

Feng Junyu disdained and sneered, "waste."

At this time, Lan Yu patted the big head of the lightning lion and smiled. His previous crazy attack was also to prevent it from condensing animal soul gun. The thing was fired again, even if he had glass jade body, he couldn't guarantee 100%. Next, the only way is to hit it out of breath.

He turned and said to the trainer, "can this lightning lion belong to me?"

The animal trainer carefully put away the boundary with some flowers in his eyes. He came to Lan Yu and looked at Lan Yu like a monster. Finally, he nodded and said, "this lightning lion belongs to drinking blood now."

Lan Yu said, "please take this lightning lion out first. I'll come and get it later."

Lan Yu also wants to watch the next fight. He really has no place to put such a big man.

The trainer took the lightning lion to the backstage. Lan Yu also returned to his seat. Feng Junyu looked at him and said, "next, there will be a fight between people."

Feng Junyu explained to Lan Yu. It turned out that the most wonderful competition in the arena was not between people and Warcraft, but between people. There was a kind of people, called fighting slaves, who were specially trained to fight people in the arena. These slaves were deprived of all their rights and could live only if they fought.

Those noble people are very keen to choose weak Gladiator slaves to fight, because in their view, these people are mole ants. Killing them in front of hundreds of thousands of people can show their strength and improve their deterrence.

At this time, a steward with a persistent whip in his hand led an iron chain into the cage on the right. The locked fighting slave behind him had a lock ring made of fine steel around his neck. He was led like a dog, his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with blood, and his face was branded with a big word "slave".

It was the shame of all Gladiator slaves. They were branded. Unless their cultivation reached the realm of Emperor Wu and their blood could be changed, they could not be erased. His eyes showed a fierce light like a beast, which made people cold, and their wish was just to live humbly.

The man in charge shouted, "six seven three four, win three games in a row. Who can kill him can get a hundred medium spirit stones." he came to six seven three four, opened the chain and blasted it to the center of the cage.

"I'll come!" Sha Yan's heart had already accumulated a mass of anger. He didn't dare to offend Feng Junyu. He was provoked by Lan Yu, but he didn't have the courage to fight. At present, he just took out his anger with the fighting slave. He came to the cage, handed in ten Chinese spirit stones, and then stepped in.

"Roar!" when 6734 saw that the person who came in was an aristocrat, he suddenly burst out with unprecedented ferocity. He was once a disciple of a small sect. He was destroyed because he offended an aristocrat. All his disciples were arrested and became slaves. Women were played with by people and men were entertained by those in the arena. He hated these hypocrites with human face and beast heart.

Sha Yan just looked at 6734 contemptuously, and the whole body rushed out and blew out. The domineering force directly locked 6734 and was difficult to move. Then a look of extreme cruelty flashed in his eyes, bending his fist into claws, and the sharp light lit up on his five fingers.

6734 knew that he was not an opponent at all. The color of despair flashed in his eyes. Sha Yan's palm inserted into his chest, and then dug out his heart. 6734's vitality was lax, his eyes became empty, and the whole person fell down.

Sha Yan smashed his heart with a bang and looked around. Suddenly, those noble people cheered and rose with pride. He looked at the corpses on the ground and disdained to say, "waste, things inferior to pigs and dogs can win three games in a row? I spit!"

There was no fluctuation in the eyes of the person in charge. He just glanced at the corpse on the ground indifferently and preached: "Shajia, Shayan, win!"

Obviously, Sha Yan often patronizes the arena. The person in charge knows him. He respectfully says to Sha Yan, "young master, do you want to compete?"

Sha Yan was full of confidence and said faintly, "of course, find an anti fight!"

He knows very well that the man he killed just now is just a seven heavy garbage of a martial arts teacher. There is nothing to show off. If you want to install one in front of Feng Junyu, you must find a powerful fighting slave to fight.

The man in charge said, "young master, how about one, two, three, four?"

Sha Yan's look changed. The person said by the other party, but the ace in the fighting slave, has not lost since the moment he came. He has won 76 games in a row so far, but today's game must be found. He forced himself to make a confident smile and said, "it's him!"

"OK!" the steward hesitated for a moment, then withdrew. Before long, he led a tall and unkempt man. The wrestling slave was naked, with scars all over his body and strong muscles protruding one by one. Especially his eyes, which burst with a frightening light. He didn't have the servility of general wrestling slaves, On the contrary, he exudes a sense of hegemony.

As soon as the fighting slave appeared, the whole audience was silent. Many people recognized him and swallowed in secret. He was too strong! Even some people don't have the courage to fight him at all.

Feng Junyu turned his head and said, "Lan Yu, what do you think of this man?"

Lan Yu's eyes flashed and replied, "very strong, very murderous."

Feng Junyu smiled deeply, stopped talking and looked into the field.

In the cage, the moment the chain was opened, a murderous spirit rushed into the sky, making Sha Yan's scalp numb and a cold sweat on his forehead. He was not sure that he could win one, two, three or four.

"A deadly sword!" Sha Yan did not dare to neglect. He directly offered the long sword. His hand was the strongest martial art. There were countless sword lights flashing around. Finally, all of them gathered on the long sword. The bright sword light lit up and a sword stabbed out.

The one, two, three, four hair of the sword spirit flew back. There was no fear in his eyes. His right foot broke the hard ground. The domineering force formed an air defense on his fist and roared with the tip of the long sword.

"Click! Ah!"

The power of the crazy bully was instantly transferred from the long sword to the sand fire arm, which shattered his bones. He flew out upside down. When he landed, he looked shocked. He couldn't even take a punch from the other party, and the other party still used his fist to resist his spirit weapon long sword!

"Roar!"

One, two, three, four bullied him. All his strength gathered on his fist and pressed down with infinite strength. Sha Yan immediately looked miserable and scared. The breath of death attacked him. He trembled fiercely and shouted at the steward, "stop him quickly! Come on!"

The steward was also frightened. The arena was originally the property of the Sha family. If the Sha family died here, he must take his life to make up for his mistakes. The steward's face flashed ferociously, waved a whip, and blew back one, two, three, four with a blow, leaving a deep blood hole on him.

"That's it!" the man in charge shouted at one, two, three, four with a gloomy face.

One, two, three, four looked furious. There were green veins on his forehead. Because the other party was the son of the Sha family, he could be put on a death free aura? This is contempt for the rules of the diagonal arena. Come in and fight to determine life and death, but now?

At this time, Lan Yu directly stood up and went towards the cage entrance. The face of one, two, three, four slowly merged with the memory of the host in front of him. That was LAN Yong! It's his people!