"Knock. ”

The massive body, which was several hundred meters high, split in half from the middle and slowly landed on both sides of the Colosseum.

Those spectators who were about to slip away, the Yang family behind Wang Tu, and the staff in the Colosseum in the distance, led by Rao Mo, all widened their eyes with a ghostly expression.

No one would have thought that the spirit ape, who had cultivated for 1,200 years and could shake the Jindan Dacheng monk, would actually be killed by this white-clothed young man with a sword?

What's going on here?

"Jin Dan Xiaocheng, it can't be a lie, right? In the stands, a middle-aged man opened his mouth and said with a complicated face.

"I think this is simply a farce staged by the Colosseum, trying to deceive our spirit stones!" next to him, an obese man also shouted.

The bustling shouts and scolding continued to come from all corners of the stands, and no one thought that a mere Jindan Xiaocheng martial artist could really kill this thousand-two-hundred-year-old spirit ape in seconds, just as this was a drama made by the Colosseum itself, and he wanted to cheat the spirit stone in his hand.

At that moment, a deep voice slowly sounded from the crowd.

"However, did you hear the warrior just now say that there is a treasure buried under this Colosseum? ”

Hearing this, many people who were arguing also stopped and began to discuss the matter.

"I heard it, too, as if the ape had been attracted by the treasure and had fallen into a trap and been imprisoned here. ”

"Before he died, the spirit ape also said that if it weren't for that treasure, he would not have come to this kind of place. ”

"What other treasures do you think there are in this Colosseum?"

Ignoring or doubting, or discussing the crowd, on the ground, I saw a trace of aura on the soles of Wang Tu's feet, and his body gently fell to a corner.

"Wow!" Seeing Wang Tu suddenly appear beside him, Yang Yan let out an exclamation, but then, his face immediately showed a look of ecstasy.

"How many spirit stones do you think we can take?" she asked in a low but excited voice, turning her head to look at Wang Tu.

"A few thousand. Wang Tu replied indifferently, as if he didn't care very much.

On the ground, the thick smell of blood continued to spread, and the blood of the spirit ape flowed down the ground to Rao Mo's leather boots, reflecting his gloomy face.

He gritted his teeth in a posture that almost crushed his molars, stared at the king with two eyes, and did not say a word for a long time.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Rao Mo's side, a junior brother opened his mouth and asked in a low voice.

"People, are you all here?" Rao Mo's voice was cold, like a beast.

"It's all here, more than 100 thugs in the Colosseum, more than 50 Qi training periods, more than 30 foundation building periods, and seven or eight Jindan stage warriors, all of them are at the door now. ”

"As soon as this guy leaves the Colosseum, I'll let them do it, let them leave their little lives and the treasures on their bodies here!" said the little brother with an excited and skillful face, obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

"No need, just let the thugs in. Rao Mo said coldly.

"Ah, boss, what do you mean?" Hearing Rao Mo say this, the little brother's face changed slightly, and he asked.

"The treasure under the Colosseum, no one can know, even if it's just the skin!" Rao Mo said, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

No matter what happens, it's only that thing, and it must not be known to anyone from the outside world!

The little brother looked at Rao Mo like this, and his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he nodded solemnly.

"Got it, boss, I'll arrange it. ”

And Rao Mo opened his legs and walked towards the place where Wang Tu and Yang Yan were sitting, and the other audience saw Rao Mo appear in the venue, and they all closed their mouths one by one and stopped talking.

"Smack. ”

The black cloth shoes stepped on the sticky ground covered with blood, but Rao Mo was as relaxed as walking in his own backyard, he walked up to Wang Tu, clasped his hands into fists, showed a faint smile, and spoke.

"This spirit ape has a cultivation of 1,200 years, even if it is a Jindan Dacheng, or even a monk at the peak of Jindan, it is a little difficult to deal with. ”

"Mr. used Jin Dan Xiaocheng's cultivation to kill him with a sword, and the ability he showed really made Rao admire. ”

"I don't know if Mr. is Salei, or a member of a sect in the fairy galaxy, why did he come to Rao's Colosseum?"

"There is no sect and no door, a casual cultivation, just passing by. Wang Tu replied lightly.

"Yes, since my husband said so, I am relieved. Rao Mo lowered his head, his bangs covering his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"What do you mean?"

On the side, before Yang Yan could react, Rao Mo's whole person had already bounced forward violently, and in his hand, a dagger coated with poison cut through the air and stabbed towards Yang Yan!

However, before that, Wang Tu had already stopped in front of Yang Yan, wrapped his left hand around Yang Yan's thin waist, turned around and hugged her behind him, and raised his hand with his right hand to slap out a palm of aura, shaking Rao Mo's whole person back dozens of meters!

"Bang!"

This sudden change made the faces of everyone present change suddenly, except for Wang Tu, and they didn't know how to react.

And Wang Tu looked at Rao Mo who was dozens of meters away, his blue eyes were slightly condensed, and his expression became slightly solemn.

What he didn't expect was that Na Rao Mo took his palm from zero distance, but his body was shocked back, and his face didn't change at all, not even a wound!

"I see, no wonder you want to dominate the Colosseum. Looking at Rao Mo, whose expression had become crazy, Wang Tu opened his mouth and said coldly.

"All along, you've been secretly using this underground treasure to cultivate, I'm not wrong, right?"

"Hahahaha!" Rao Mo heard Wang Tu say this, not only did he not refute, but opened his mouth and laughed.

"Yes, you are very clever, and you quickly see through the secrets of my Colosseum. ”

"But because of your cleverness, you're going to die here today!"

With that, Rao Mo jerked his head up and gave a final order.

"Kill everyone present, and leave no one behind!"

The moment the words fell, around the Colosseum, above the highest position of the stands, warriors in black robes suddenly jumped out!

"Whoosh!"

They held all kinds of sharp knives and daggers coated with poison in their hands, and the blades reflected a sharp and terrifying luster, and after more than a hundred people appeared, they instantly scattered in the air and rushed towards the spectators in the stands!

"Ahh

"Hide!" Wang Tu let go of the left hand that wrapped around Yang Yan's thin waist, and let Yang Yan wake up with a loud shout, after Yang Yan hid, the red crystal long sword appeared in his right hand, and Wang Tu's whole person turned into a white shuttle, and rushed towards Na Rao Mo!

"Hmph!" In the face of the king's attack, Rao Mo did not dodge or dodge, but a little soles of his feet, a golden long sword appeared in his hand, holding the long sword, Rao Mo directly slashed at the king's sword!

The sound of weapons clashing, screaming, wailing, and falling from the corners of the Colosseum, mixed together, and the thick smell of blood spread from all directions.

The spectators who came to the Colosseum never thought that they were still high-ranking VIPs in the Colosseum a second ago, but at this time they became the object of being hanged.

The sound of sharp weapons cutting through the body continued to sound, and even the last screams and wails did not come out, and one by one the spectators fell miserably from the stands.

"Bang dang!"

The red crystal longsword and the golden longsword collided together, and the entire Colosseum constantly resounded with a sharp and piercing metal sound.

The sword light intertwined, forming a storm of sword blades, and in the storm, a white figure was shaken back a hundred meters and landed in the corner of the Colosseum.

The king looked at Rao Mo in the center of the storm, holding a golden sword.

I saw Rao Mo standing in the air at a distance of 100 meters, surrounded by a stream of turquoise aura, and he looked at Wang Tu with very contemptuous eyes, as if he didn't put Wang Tu in his eyes at all.

Looking at Rao Mo like this, Wang Tu slowly opened his mouth and said.

"Sure enough, the person who has been using that magic weapon is actually you, otherwise with your qualifications and chance, it would be impossible to reach this kind of cultivation. ”

"Half-step Yuan Baby!"