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"Oh! It's a very shocking headline!" The host's voice sounded at this time: "I didn't expect that at the beginning of the game, there was a situation where many people surrounded and killed one person, who is the contestant who was besieged, wait for me to see!"

Hearing the host's voice, the audience in the stands immediately boiled, looked in the direction of Lin Dongtian, and gradually became passionate.

"Wow, it turned out to be Dongmu Daoyou, from Sanxiu!"

The host's voice rang out.

"It's really unexpected, the unknown Dongmu Michiyu was killed by so many players as soon as he came up, can he succeed?"

Wow......

The atmosphere began to heat up.

……

But in the eardrums of the few people who besieged Lin Dongtian, these voices were the last sounds before they fell, and Lin Dongtian's stick broke through the convention, and with infinite strength, it hit the buttocks of the two people behind him fiercely.

If a ripe fruit falls to the ground, it is shattered, and the bright red blood is the fruit juice splashing around, and in a short moment, the five people fall to the ground, and they don't know life and death.

Lin Dongtian's stick was stained with a piece of blood, and a trace of minced meat was clearly visible on it.

The rest of the contestants looked at Lin Dongtian and couldn't help but look at each other.

The strength of this young man with a scar is so profound.

……

Looking at Lin Dongtian on the Colosseum, the stands didn't have time to cheer.

At this time, a scorching sword aura erupted, and a figure was murderous towards the surrounding people.

Lin Dongtian looked at it, but he was the son of Beiliu.

The sword of the Beiliu Gongzi is very thin, but it is very bright and precious, and his whole person is hidden in the sword qi, turning into a whirlwind and rolling towards the surroundings.

"Let me meet you!" An old voice sounded, and a figure slapped towards the Beiliu Gongzi as fast as lightning, the surging power was like a river hitting the bank, and the Beiliu Gongzi dodged backwards and looked at the comer.

"White Face?" the person who came came was wearing a white mask, and the person who was called White Face was naturally a pseudonym.

The white face looked at the son of Beiliu like electricity, and he couldn't hide his killing intent.

Beiliu Gongzi looked at Bai Mian, the sword in his hand slowly rose, stabbing obliquely into the sky, the cold and sharp tip of the sword shining with dazzling light, lonely but chilling.

The sword intent emanated from the sword body, and it was scorching, but in the eyes of the audience, it was as cold as winter, and on it, only a faint trace of sword qi killing intent could be felt, and it looked so weak.

But in the Colosseum, those who have not yet moved their hands have changed color, because they feel the extraordinaryness of this sword.

"Condensation but not dispersion, scattering but not chaos, the simplest is sometimes the most powerful, his swordsmanship attainments are not low!" Lin Dongtian held the stick and looked at the Beiliu Gongzi and said to himself lightly.

Feeling the extraordinaryness of the sword of the Beiliu Gongzi, the whole person of the white face headed towards the Beiliu.

Offense is the best defense, he wants to turn passive into active, in just a few breaths, he punched forty-six punches, slapped thirty-one palms, fists and fists, wanting to break the sword style of the son of Beiliu.

Even so, the figure of the Beiliu Gongzi did not move in the slightest, and the sword in his hand turned into tens of thousands of sword shadows, sweeping across the attack of the white face.

……

At the same time, on the other side, a gray-robed man stood beside several people, and when he saw his hands rise and fall, he saw them fall to the ground and die.

His figure was tall and straight, a head taller than Lin Dongtian, his tall body exuded surging spiritual power fluctuations, and he covered his mouth and nose with a gray face cloth, revealing cold eyes.

He shot quickly, quickly and in no order, but he incurred human life, simple and neat.

Still, there was a faint look in his eyes at someone else, someone who hadn't yet made a move.

Most of these people are in the middle of their training or above peak level.

They stood silently, looking at those who had begun to fight.

……

Lin Dongtian held a stick in his hand and walked slowly, towards those who were standing and had not yet made a move.

He wants to take the initiative, not to challenge everyone.

The first target he embarked on was a man in purple, his eyebrows were like knives, his eyes were sharp, he was on the edge of the Colosseum, his hands clasped in front of his chest, watching the excitement.

The reason why Lin Dongtian chose him first was because he stood directly opposite Lin Dongtian.

Obviously, the man in purple also noticed that Lin Dongtian was walking towards him with a stick, and a sneer and disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sou......

Lin Dongtian's figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and a stick shadow fell from the sky.

The man in purple did not dodge, but stretched out a fist and blasted at the stick in the air.

He's going to beat the stick with his fists.

Oh......

In the stands, there was a sense of surprise.

Many people's eyes were drawn to him.

The purple-clothed man's fist didn't look powerful, but when he punched, the void was sinking, and on both sides of his arm, it seemed as if there were stars destroying and the world collapsing.

Rumble......

Fists and clubs collided.

Lin Dongtian's figure reappeared in front of everyone, and the stick in his hand touched the man in purple strongly.

On the stick, rust flew, and the impact site was a notch visible to the naked eye.

Lin Dongtian's eyes tightened, the man in purple gave himself an unfathomable feeling, which was actually right.

"You are very strong, but your luck is very bad!" A sneer appeared on the corner of the purple-clothed man's mouth, and he looked at Lin Dongtian, and one foot appeared out of thin air and swept away Lin Dongtian's waist.

Lin Dongtian's figure did not retreat, the stick in his hand flipped over, and slammed into the soles of the purple-clothed man's feet, and at the same time, Lin Dongtian's fist bombarded the purple-clothed man's face.

Jump......

The fists of the two collided together, and Lin Dongtian felt a burst of pain, and the huge force from his arm made Lin Dongtian's body shake.

The purple-clothed man's eyes couldn't help but flash with a burst of surprise, looking at Lin Dongtian, who was just shaking his upper body, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly appeared.

He was a physical body cultivator, and he had purely cultivated physical arts, and now, his body quenching technique had already cultivated to the realm of innate greatness.

With his physical strength at this time, the short-range soldiers are connected, and it can be said that he is under the immortal level, and it is difficult to find an opponent.

However, Lin Dongtian only shook his upper body and did not suffer any injuries at all, which made him have to have murderous intent.

……

Lin Dongtian's hand flipped over, and the stick burst out again, cutting through the void, breaking through the square inch, and thousands of stick shadows blasted towards the purple-clothed man.

Bang bang bang......

A violent explosion sounded.

The spectators in the stands stared wide-eyed at the pair of figures in the Colosseum, only to see two figures flashing continuously, and fragments appeared in the air.

"Oh my God, is the void shattering?" the host exclaimed with his mouth wide open as he looked around the two of them fighting, the spatial turbulence appearing and disappearing.

On the Colosseum, those who stood before making a move, watching the duel between Lin Dongtian and the man in purple, slowly walked out of a few people and walked towards them......

PS: Finally three hundred chapters, not easy, more than a year, on weekdays when I get home from work, I have a code word at home, but the collection is only less than a hundred, although I know that this has failed, but it is indeed a book written with heart, alas, seeing that I want to be a eunuch, it is really mixed ~~