Nine Stars Killer

The taunting of the prince Dia reached Ye Feng's ears, and with a light glance, Ye Feng showed a hint of mockery.

Turning to look to the side, just to see Haier's eyes looking towards Ye Feng, his eyes met in the air.

Ye Feng nodded. At this moment, the silence is better than the sound. Ye Feng has never seen the Persian princess. The last time he talked, there was a layer of restrictions and obstacles, but by feeling, Ye Feng knew that this was the Persian princess they were talking about.

Seeing Ye Feng's clear eyes and handsome face, Hai'er felt a strong sense of security in her heart. This feeling seemed to be innate. The moment she saw Ye Feng, this sense of security suddenly appeared.

"Give you a stick of incense time to recover. You fight continuously and consume a lot of physical energy. I will fight you now. It's not fair to you!"

Ye Feng turned his head and said lightly to the Dia Gladiator.

The voice was very quiet, but the arena was very calm, and the faint voice reached the ears of everyone present.

This Dia Gladiator actually sat down cross-legged and recovered his strength. This was incredible. In the end, what charm Ye Feng has that can attract the attention of the Dia Gladiator.

This is intuition. Relying on the intuition that came out of the sea of ​​blood, at the moment Ye Feng appeared, this Dia gladiator actually felt a crisis. From the instinct of survival, the beast has the ability to predict death. .

Seeing his gladiator sitting cross-legged, Prince Dia's face showed a solemn look. Of course he knew his gladiator's abilities, his survivability, and his ability to predict crises.

Looking at Ye Feng again, he saw that he was dressed in Tsing Yi, without any expression fluctuations, standing in place, like a javelin, standing tall and tall!

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the gladiator of the Dia royal family recovered to 90% of their physical strength, which was basically the peak.

"Roar!"

Hammered his chest with both hands and roared at Ye Feng.

Hooking his finger, Ye Feng asked him to move first.

Now that he has reached this point, Ye Feng knows that this battle is impossible without a fight. If he does not agree to the duel, he will definitely be killed here. Ye Feng has no choice but to accept it.

"Boom boom boom!"

This is the thumping sound of two feet stepping on the ground, like a battle drum banging at the same time, everyone in the stands held their breath, quietly watching the gladiator of the Dia royal family rush towards Ye Feng.

The huge fist blew a gust of wind, blowing the floating dust on the ground, like smoke, flying into the air, affecting the sight of many people.

For the strong, let alone floating dust, even if something is blocked, they can see clearly, because they have a strong sense of spirit and can perceive clearly.

At the moment when his fist was about to hit Ye Feng, Ye Feng swung his body and disappeared in place. This was not martial art, but the speed of his physical body's movement.

"jump!"

The Dia Gladiator hit the air with a punch, blasting loudly, shaking the entire space.

Cleverly avoiding a strong punch, gladiators are not allowed to use martial arts, and Ye Feng can only follow the rules.

After taking Fumo Pill, Ye Feng's physical body is very powerful, and he can just try it out to see where his physical body is.

There was another punch in the backhand, and the Dia Gladiator was not slow, three steps combined into two steps, a punch in the air, and he slammed Ye Feng.

"jump!"

There was another strong impact, and Ye Feng cleverly avoided it again.

One after another, Ye Feng could calmly avoid every time he felt that the Dia Gladiator was about to hit Ye Feng.

"Uncle Hai, you won't find a gladiator and you will just avoid it. Are you killing time so that you can find more gladiators!"

The prince Dia still had a sarcastic tone. He had already seen through Hai Wuya's trick, which was just delaying time.

"Since you keep saying that your Dia Gladiators are powerful, it looks like they are nothing more than rashers. Are our gladiators standing still waiting for you to fight? Blame your Gladiator's speed. slow!"

Hai Wuya seemed to see some hope, some clues could be seen in Ye Feng's leisurely expression.

What makes Ye Feng so confident, facing the surrounding corpse mountains and blood, and the ground is covered with pieces of meat, Ye Feng's expression has been smiling, his hands are standing upright, and he has a calm look.

"Hohoho!"

Dia Gladiator became angry, and his body suddenly accelerated, seeing the muscles on his body bulge, and the whole person was like a beast.

"Almost there, it's time to try my power!"

Ye Feng had been teasing just now, forcing out the full potential of the Dia Gladiator. It was interesting to fight like this, because Ye Feng could smell the blood of Shura.

Ye Feng was only interested in stimulating Shura's blood.

"call!"

It was another punch. The power of this punch was twice as powerful as the previous one. The entire area a few meters in circle was imprisoned. Using power to confine the space, the power of this Dia Gladiator was terrifying.

"Good job!"

This time Ye Feng didn't evade, swiping his arm, and slammed his right fist out. There was no trace of true essence fluctuation, and Ye Feng also relied on his body.

Haier's eyes shrank, thinking that Ye Feng Qiaodou would still have a chance to defeat the gladiator. Seeing him suddenly change his tactics and head-to-head with the Dia Gladiator, his eyes flashed dim, thinking that Ye Feng was overwhelming and had just ignited hope. , Was wiped out again.

Everyone held their breath again and watched all this quietly. The two asymmetric fists were about to meet soon. The fist of the gladiator of the Dia royal family was twice as big as Ye Feng.

"boom!"

At that moment, the two fists hit each other, setting off an endless wave of air, and suddenly there was a clicking sound on the ground, cracking inch by inch.

"Cengceng!"

Amidst the khaki dust, a huge figure receded back, taking four or five steps.

There was also a not very burly figure standing in place, just shaking.

"hiss!"

A sour sound of sucking appeared, and the sound of neat sucking came from the whole arena.

"What a powerful body, what a powerful force!"

I don't know who said that when the dust fell, Ye Feng's stalwart figure was revealed, watching him slowly put away his fists, with a smile on his face.

The prince Dia who was drinking the tea suddenly shook his arm, and the tea splashed on his lap. He quickly stood up to confirm and found that his gladiator was shaken back by Ye Feng four or five steps.

"Roar!"

The whole arena was boiling, and at this moment, everyone shouted in unison.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."

The unified slogan and the neat voice were heard from the Royal Arena, even ten miles away, within a radius of more than ten miles.

The Grand Prince Dia's complexion was ashen, and he felt the hostility of the Persian nation. He waved his hand and made a downward gesture to signal that the gladiator could kill.

Ye Feng clearly saw the gesture of the prince Dia, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Originally, he only wanted to defeat the opponent, but the prince Dia ordered the gladiator to kill himself.

This completely angered Ye Feng. Did he really think he was a gladiator imprisoned here? If it weren't for any other reason, how could Ye Feng stay in the Persian royal family?

The screaming voice also stimulated Ye Feng, and the waves were higher than the waves, hoping that Ye Feng could kill the gladiator and avenge the Persian nation.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dia's gladiator stepped on the ground with both feet and banged again. This time it was not a fist, but two punches, and even both legs made some movements.

"Hmph, let me tell you, what is the ultimate physical body, relying on external force is short-lived after all, do you think that it will be invincible after being transformed by medicine!"

Ye Feng relentlessly released the power of the flesh, like an awakened beast, and the palpitating power burst out from Ye Feng's body, like a rushing leopard, rushing towards his prey.

"war!"

Ye Feng's fighting spirit skyrocketed, and Fu Mo Dan was extremely domineering. Although Ye Feng was successfully refined, the violent aura hidden in his body was still faintly still there.

From Ye Feng's joints, a series of explosive noises were emitted, like fried beans. These forces circulated from the joints to Ye Feng's arms, and finally gathered on the fist.

With a kick, Ye Feng shot out angrily like an arrow that kept leaving the string.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly narrowing, and it was still ten steps just now, but only three steps away in an instant.

"Boom!"

The two hit each other with a punch, Ye Feng suffered a punch from the other side on the left shoulder, and his fist fell on the other side's abdomen, because the other side was much taller than Ye Feng, and Ye Feng had a disadvantage in height.

"Cengcengceng..."

Ye Feng stepped back three steps, Dia Gladiator stepped back ten steps, and the outcome was once again judged. What surprised everyone was that Ye Feng took the opponent's punch, but it was all right, and his face was still intoxicating. Smile.

This change finally attracted Haier's attention, his eyes fixed on Ye Feng's body, maybe - perhaps Ye Feng could really save his destiny.

If Ye Feng really saved his destiny, how should I repay him? Haier fell into deep thought, thinking of Ye Feng's handsome face, clear eyes, without a hint of licentiousness.

Although he lied to himself on the wasteland, Ye Feng didn't have any evil thoughts. Haier could feel this, so he gave Ye Feng advice to leave the Persian royal family as soon as possible.

Hai Wuya finally relaxed his mood, with a long-lost smile on his face, and the armored man behind him looked suspicious, but he turned to surprise.

Only the prince Dia had a very ugly face, showing a gloomy look.

Dia Gladiator refused to stay, and his huge body then rushed towards Ye Feng, actually fighting for his life.

"Good come, let you thoroughly see my power!"

Ye Feng's eyes were cold, a curved line was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and his lips were slightly upturned. This expression caused countless girls to scream.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."

Then a high-pitched voice appeared, hoping that Ye Feng could kill the gladiator of the Dia royal family.

Like a meteor, Ye Feng's body disappeared in place, and his fist was covered with a faint radiance, which was the power of lightning.

Although martial arts cannot be used, it does not mean that elemental power cannot be used.

When the fist of the Royal Dia Gladiator was about to hit Ye Feng, Ye Feng made an arc movement and swept over his armpit, hitting the gladiator's armpit with a punch.

"boom!"

The huge body was hit by the volley.