Many people watched nervously and wanted to see how wuzifeng dealt with a wild beast with eight levels of true God.

Just when Ju Niu was about to rush to wuzifeng.

Wu Zifeng moved. His body flashed, and he avoided the attack of the giant cow. Then a sword light cut the wind from his hand and chopped at the giant ox.

Quick, accurate, hard!

Pooh!

On the giant ox, there were long wounds, straight through the bones, and blood flowed.

Roar!

The giant cow screamed, but it was also inspired by the animal nature. The body twisted and rushed toward Wu Zifeng again. The two horns of the ox glowed and burst out two rays of light, as sharp as a magic knife.

However, in Wu Zifeng's hand, there was a burst of sword light, which collided with the attack of giant cattle.

Touch! Touch!

The attack of Ju Niu was attacked by Wu Zifeng and flew out. Wu Zifeng stepped forward and chopped out with a sword.

This sword, to the neck of the ox.

Poof!

It's a bloody sword. It's four heads.

With two moves, Wu Zifeng crossed a level and killed the giant ox.

This result was expected by Lu Ming.

In fact, with the strength of wuzifeng, if you put all your strength into it, I'm afraid that with one move, you can kill giant cattle.

"So powerful!"

"Ha ha, I won!"

At the scene, there was a lot of uproar, and many of the people who had won the battle were overjoyed.

The one who won the victory of the wild beast was his ugly face.

The most ugly is Wanxing.

Today, he was in a bad mood because of his repeated misgivings.

"Looking for death!"

Wanxing roared out of his seat and rushed to the battle platform.

"Wangongzi, wangongzi, wait a minute..."

the old man in the air called out in a hurry.

"Fart!" he said

Wan Xing is impatient and cold.

"Mr. Wan, this man has a great talent. You can't kill him. It may be useful to keep it!"

The old man advised.

With Wu Zifeng's strength and good cultivation, it may become a sharp blade of mordushan.

"What can't be killed? I tell you, here, there is no I can't kill people, a little talent, calculate what, get out of the way, don't get out, even kill you together

Wanxing cold drink, kill opportunity cold.

The old man's face was ugly, and he retreated helplessly.

"Boy, take you on the road!"

Wan Xing stares at Wu Zifeng with cold eyes.

"If you dare to move me, if I don't die, I will destroy mordushan in the future."

Wu Zifeng opened his mouth.

It's true that he was bullied by the dog when the tiger is down. He is such a good son of the Wu family. He has a breath in his heart.

"If you want to kill me, I will kill you now!"

Wan Xing drank so much that he was going to kill Wu Zi. But just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wan Xing, blocking him.

This figure, of course, is Lu Ming.

He wanted to wait to see the autumn moon and the moon Linglong, and then, but at the moment, he had to do it!

"Boy, who are you? Get out of here

Wanxing unexpectedly saw that someone dare to block in front of him, suddenly angry.

"Go away!"

Lu Ming opened his mouth coldly.

"What?"

Wan Xing was stunned and then furious.

In this Colosseum, someone dares to ask him to go away and die. It's like looking for death!

"Scumbag, you've killed you!"

Wanxing roared and killed Lu Ming with one hand.

However, Lu Ming waved his hand.

Bang!

A clear sound spread all over the hall.

Wan Xing, in Lu Ming's hands, is vulnerable to a blow, Lu Ming easily defeated the attack, a slap in the face.

Wan Xing turns 81 circles in the air. His face is swollen like a pig's head. He looks at Lu Ming with a confused face. After half a sound, he reacts.

"Ah, ah, dog scumbag, you dare to beat me, you dare to beat me, I want you to be worse than dead, someone, give me the abolition of this boy..."

Wan Xing screamed.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Suddenly, from all directions of the Colosseum, a line of figures flew out.

These figures, male and female, wearing iron armour one by one, surrounded Lu Ming and Lu Ming.

"Boy, you even dare to fight. I think you are tired of living. Kneel down and arrest yourself!"

A big man strides forward with one hand toward Lu Ming fan.

This man has the four fold cultivation of heaven and God. He thinks that he is more than enough to win Lu Ming!

"Brother Wu, what about autumn moon and moon girl? Where is it? Is there anything wrong? "

At the moment, Lu Ming is communicating with Wu Zifeng quickly."They're all right. They're being held in this Colosseum. As long as we open the arena, we can rescue them!"

Wu Zifeng quickly preached to Lu Ming.

"Good!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and his eyes burst out with cold murders.

"You must not live and kill yourself if you do evil to yourself."

Lu mingleng drinks and blows out.

A nine clawed dragon emerged and rushed to the big man.

That God four heavy big man, even did not send out the scream, the body burst open, the soul out.

The others were stunned.

"If you dare to kill the devil Duwei, you are bold and dare to fight together!"

Around, at least dozens of magic guards roared at the same time. The magic power of various colors surged wildly and attacked Lu Ming.

The Mordor guard is the guard of the city, which is much better than the general of the city.

Among the demons, the worst is the triple gods.

Dozens of magic guards with more than three gods shot together, and the situation changed color.

"Today, I will clean up the Colosseum!"

Lu Ming roared and displayed the magic formula of the Dragon method. Six nine clawed dragons roared out, each of which was 10000 meters long, and killed everyone.

Although these magic guards are strong, they are far different from Lu Ming. The nine claw dragon attack him with SUMO, and all the attacks on him instantly collapse. The nine claw dragon keeps stepping out and the sharp claws keep stepping out.

Ah! Ah! ...

a scream kept ringing. Every second, a magic guard was torn by the nine claw dragon and fell on the spot.

"This..."

at the moment, the spectators in the stands around the Colosseum have been stunned. They can't imagine that someone dares to make trouble here, and even kills many evil guards. This is a big thing.

I'm afraid there's going to be a riot all over the city.

But wan Xing himself was scared, pale and trembling.

Every morduwei here is better than him, but he has been killed one after another.

"Wanchilde, back off!"

The old man who presided over the Colosseum before, with Wan Xing, quickly retreated to the stand on one side.

"If you dare to make trouble here, you will die!"

"Morduwei, go out and kill the invaders!"

The whole Colosseum was startled. All around the battleground, the gates opened, and a series of figures, strong breath, rose from it.

Modus!

All of them are magic guards, more than 500!

Among them, some people's breath is very strong, which is more than the existence of the god seven.

The army of morduwei guarding the Colosseum has arrived. This is a terrible force. There is no one to beat in mordushan!

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