After removing the "Devourer" in his body, the strength of the Bone Crusher increased by a large margin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was naturally aggressive, after he knew that Lin Feng was originally an capable person, he stimulated his fighting instinct, and he had never competed with a real capable person, although this battle did not need to be done with real guns, after all, there was a more tragic waiting for him later, but he just couldn't help it, so the more he fought, the more fierce the battle. The cheers of the audience were like doping to stimulate the nerves of the bone crushers, and perhaps, after this battle, there would be no such cheers!

Lin Feng didn't understand the thoughts of the Bone Crusher, he only thought that he was blaming himself for leading him to a path of no return. Therefore, it seems that my heart is weak when I get up.

"Don't cower, the mighty," the bonecrusher said mockingly, "is that all you can do?"

Lin Feng sneered, "I don't want to waste my strength on this!"

"Waste?" the Bone Crusher roared, the axe pushing harder, "Are you saying it's a waste?"

"Kill him!"

"Crush it!"

"Hateful flea!"

In the audience, people cursed the dastardly fleas who killed the scavengers and growlers.

The axe in the right hand of the Bone Crusher slashed down towards Lin Feng's left leg, and Lin Feng's long sword slammed into the ground, blocking the axe, while the axe of the Bone Crusher's left hand took the opportunity to cut horizontally. If Lin Feng couldn't dodge, the axe would directly cut him into two pieces from the middle. Lin Feng didn't want the battle to end so early, so he abandoned the long sword, jumped and dodged the axe. The Bone Crusher's axe was still unscathed, and he directly cut off the long sword.

Lin Feng turned around and landed on the ground, panting heavily, he was not good at using long swords, fists were the best weapons. Lin Feng glanced at the Bone Crusher, and suddenly increased his speed, after entering the second order, Lin Feng's speed limit reached one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, and his nerve reaction speed increased by 0.02 seconds, to 0.38 seconds, and recovered ten percent.

When Lin Feng rushed in front of Naron, the Bone Crusher, Naron's axe had just been recovered, and before he could stabilize it, he saw that the opponent's fist had already hit his abdomen. The Bone Crusher hurriedly slammed the axe sideways, and the axe surface met Lin Feng's fist.

The sound of ding~~, like the sound of two pieces of steel colliding, quickly spread out from the place where the axe and the fist touched. The piercing sound wave vibrated with invisible energy, forming an arc-shaped shock wave surface, which quickly passed over Lin Feng and the Bone Crusher, and slowly expanded. The sound was invisible, rolling up the dust inside the arena and outlining a spherical shell that gradually expanded!

The spherical shell was centered on Lin Feng and the Bone Crusher, spreading out to the surroundings, occupying most of the gladiatorial arena. The spectators at the front saw that the spherical shell was moving towards the stands at a rapid pace, without any tendency to slow down, and immediately panicked and began to frantically flee up the upper floor. Spectators on the second and third floors turned around and fled for their lives, and there was a commotion in the stands. The riot spread like a spherical shell in the audience, and the entire gladiatorial arena was thrown into chaos by more than 200,000 spectators.

"Here's the opportunity!" Lin Feng shouted, and almost at the same time, the two of them withdrew their hands one after another, turned around and rushed towards the noble stand of the Rensemir family.

The panic in the audience immediately caused panic among the noble ladies and ladies in the noble stands of the Rensemill family, and they all got up from their seats to find out what was going on, and the old man Rensemir was nestled in the wide chair with nothing but to gasp. He shouted Laurent's name, but no one answered. Seeing this, the noble lords and sisters hurriedly fled to the back.

Lin Feng ran in front, suddenly accelerated, and immediately rushed to the bottom of the stands with a flash. Lin Feng jumped into the stands and jumped onto the stands.

"Next!"

Naron, the bone crusher in the gladiatorial arena behind him, shouted and threw an axe at Lin Feng. As soon as Lin Feng jumped onto the stage, he turned around and caught the axe, which was placed on Rensemill's head, and then looked at the guards who rushed up, "Let them stand back, if you want to live, let them stand back." ”

"Still not doing it?" said Rensemill, with all his might, from his fat cramped trachea. The guards laid down their weapons and retreated.

At the same time, hundreds of guards rushed into the arena and surrounded the bonebreakers.

The riots caused a massive stampede in the auditorium, killing and injuring countless people.

No one paid attention to these audiences.

"Immortal flea, no matter how smart you are, it's still a bad move!" At this time, Laurent suddenly appeared in the second floor of the stands, and the audience had already fled to a higher place, the first and second floors were empty, only a dozen corpses and confetti scattered all over the ground. Laurent stood beside a platoon of guards, who condescended and shouted, "Today is your death!"

As soon as Laurent finished speaking, the guards in the arena rushed towards the Bone Crusher.

Lin Feng stood in the stands of the nobles, and the guards completely ignored the life and death of Lord Rensemill, and slowly approached Lin Feng. "Master, this is yours, no wonder I!" Lin Feng sneered at Magna Rensemill, took the axe in his hand, ended the fat man's life, and then jumped into the stands, joining the ranks of the bone crushers.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of guards came in from all directions, and the inner and outer three layers surrounded the two people.

"Is that what you say?" The Bone Crusher severed the body of one of the guards, blood splattering all over him.

"The ideal is very plump," Lin Feng smiled helplessly, kicking away the soldiers who rushed up to stop him, "The reality is too skinny!"

The two men fought their way through, and at the same time, Tom finished the last shot, went to the slave cell, opened the door, and released all the slaves. Once the slaves were freed, they rushed into the luxurious palace of the Lensemill family, destroying everywhere, burning and looting, and the entire palace was engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye. After that, the slaves rushed into the arena with Tom.

Laurent, who was standing in the stands, had expected Tom to have such a hand, and now that they are all gathered, let's catch them all! Laurent glanced at one of the guards beside him, and the guard then handed over a small remote control device. Laurent sneered at the corner of her mouth and pressed a button.

The battle situation in the gladiatorial arena did not change with Laurent's small action, and Lin Feng and the bone-crusher's crazy killing did not stop, but became more and more courageous.

Laurent was stunned at first, not understanding what was happening, he pressed it a few times, but there was no reaction at all. He turned his head to glare at the guard, then threw the remote control on the ground, stomping it to pieces. "Go, light the fire!"

"No need," at this time, Dresses suddenly appeared behind Laurent, and the guards guarded one after another, "The line has been cut short by me!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Laurent cried out in despair with his head in his hands, he had no idea that he had betrayed him by the most trusted person.

"That's enough, Laurent," Stellas said with a look of pity, "think about what you've done yourself......

"Don't tell me anything about going to hell after death, that's after death," Laurent screamed, "Now, go kill those two guys, and I'll consider whether I will forgive you for betraying me?"

"I'll go," Stellas looked pained and helpless, Laurent had gone mad, "I say one last thing, as a friend, Laurent, everything you do, about me, about Naron, we all know it in our hearts, but we haven't exposed it!"

Laurent was stunned for a moment, his face welling up with horror, and he was about to say something about how Strice had gone from a free man, his best friend to a slave, about Naron's beloved Mary, but in the end he stopped talking. Stirres turned and jumped out of the stands and rushed into the chaos of the battle.

"Celes?" Naren the Bone Crusher cried out in surprise, flipped one of the guards behind him to the ground, and stopped his movements, "You're still here?"

"Stop!"

"Why?" cried out Naron, clenching his fists, "Why, Stryth? Why are you still obsessed?"

"Naron, we swore an oath!"

"Bullshit!" Naron was already dazed with blood, "bullshit!oath?all those vain things?," and you want to use them to bind me?"

"Nalon......

"Enough, Celence!" Nalen flicked his axe, "from the moment you jumped, you were no longer my friend!"

The surrounding slaves and guards were fighting each other, and the battle was extremely fierce, and more guards were added, and the number of slaves was getting smaller and smaller.

"Crazy, we can't hold on!"

The increasing number of guards surrounded the slaves in the center, and the circle gradually narrowed.

"Get out!"

Naron screamed and ran away at Stellas. Dresses stood still, ready to meet Naron's blow, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat and spurted out. Dresses gritted his teeth and fell to his knees with a grunt, and when he looked back, it was the guard behind him.

"S~T~Ley~S~?" Naron shouted almost frantically, and threw the axe out of his hand, which spun rapidly, cutting the guard with the bloody knife in two parts, and the axe continued to slash a dozen guards. Naron rushed to Streis and picked him up, "Stellus, Stellus?"

"Naron, good brother," said Dress, whose mouth was bloody, "I'm relieved," he said, smiling, "waiting for you!"

"Dress, Dress?" cried Naron, no more answer.

Naron gently lowered Stelles back to the ground, glanced back at Laurent in the stands, "Laurent!" he pointed his axe at him and sped away.

Laurent panicked, "Hurry, hurry, stop him!" He panicked and ran towards the third floor, then ordered his guards to jump down to block it.

Naron's nearly three-meter stature, even if he didn't use an axe, no one dared to step forward to stop him if he collided directly. Naron didn't stop and opened a bloody path, Tom and Lin Feng followed, and after a while, they came to the edge of the gladiatorial arena. Naron jumped into the stands more than three meters high, brandished his axe and slashed the guards who came to block, and rushed to Laurent with three strikes and five divisions.

Naron grabbed Laurent by the collar and lifted him up in front of him, his heavy breath hit Laurent's face, the heavy smell of blood almost suffocated him, "What, do you feel disgusting?" Naron roared, "How many people's blood have been stained on your own hands, and you don't feel it?"

"Naron, brother, listen to me!"

"Explain bullshit!" Narodon's spit sprayed Naron's face all over his face, "Explain it with your life!"

"Naron, stop!" Lin Feng even stopped him, "He's still useful, he can't be killed!"

"Get out of here, little man," Naron's blood-red eyes glared at Lin Feng, "none of us owe anyone anything!"

With that, Laurent's head fell to the ground with a thud, and Naron lifted his foot and stepped on it in a flash of flesh!