As the dust flew and saw another team of gladiators suddenly rushing towards them, Aura and Takaraf's team immediately stopped attacking and subconsciously made a defensive posture. Borgi's team would choose to attack both of them at this time, which was both unexpected and incomprehensible.

"Don't mess around, everyone, everyone obeys my command! The equipped top forms a circle in front, and the unequipped guards in the circle! Wait for the opportunity! Fight to capture enough weapons to fight the enemy! As the team immediately rushed into the enemy lineup, Ankai shouted loudly.

"Yes!" The crowd obeyed Ankai's command, and the men with weapons quickly formed a circle and surrounded their unarmed companions in the middle.

"Oh, it's worthy of being a soldier, and there is a set when you start a war, convincing!" Obeying An Kai's command, Li Yao, an old bastard who has been fighting with others for half his life, smiled heartily and proudly.

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Under the command of An Kai, everyone in the circle maintained a uniform pace, and shouted in unison and marched towards the enemy step by step. It was the first time that such a neat and imposing gladiator team appeared in the Lion Lake City Arena, and their actions immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and the audience at the scene invariably turned their eyes to them.

Their resolute approach made the enemy first incomprehensible, then uneasy, and finally inexplicably panicked. The two groups of enemies completely lost their minds, and neither of them went to attack the old Count of Aubo's troops, but surrounded them in one go.

These two slave teams, one from the Misty Mountain tribe in the Misty Mountains, and the other from the local illegals. Each of them was born with powerful and powerful weapons, tall and strong, especially the group of ice field savages of the Misty Mountain tribe, the bones and muscles that grew savagely, they looked full of strength and were very afraid of people.

"Kill!" The bald leader of Takaraf's team smacked his chest muscles twice, roared in rage, raised his blade and took the lead in slashing.

"Brethren! Kill! Seeing that the enemy was attacking, Li Yao yelled at everyone and greeted the bald leader.

"Ding!" The Tempered Mithril Shortsword slammed into the ebony club, reverberating violently. The bald leader's powerful sword slashed down, leaving a deep mark on his long stick. Immediately afterwards, both of them didn't care about pulling out the weapons that were stuck with each other, and raised their legs to kick each other hard over each other's bodies a few times, until they kicked each other out of a certain distance, and then stood still in anger.

"Kill!" There was silence for a moment, only two heart-rending roars were heard, and the bald leader and Li Yao, two dark-skinned strong men, fought fiercely together.

The bald man is a whole head taller than Li Yao, and his body is a little stronger than Li Yao, but he is also afraid of Li Yao's lifeless madness. didn't seem to care about the injuries on his body, the blood that flowed, Li Yao never flinched, he always attacked with indomitable progress, and as soon as he struck, he was in the same posture, even the Misty Mountain barbarians, who were almost beasts, were stunned for a while.

At the same time, the two sides fought fiercely together and started a desperate struggle.

"Keep in formation, don't mess around! Resist it all for me! Resist! Ankai shouted to command the battle as he met the enemy. Under his command, the companions on the periphery of the circle cooperated with each other, holding their positions, doing their best to keep the enemy out and protect their unarmed companions behind them. Someone fell, someone would immediately pick up their weapons and go up again, and for a while, the enemy, who had the advantage in all aspects, could not break through the defense line that Li Qing and they had poured with their flesh and blood.

Time seems to be unusually slow, and every moment is a brush with death, and no one in the arena knows if they are still alive in the next second.

Li Qing desperately eliminated an enemy again, he panted and overturned the enemy's corpse from his body, and slowly stood up from the ground. A companion quickly stepped up to take his place, covering him and giving him a brief respite with his life.

Li Qing couldn't help but stare at the brutal fighting scene on the field, where flesh and blood were flying everywhere, fighting to the death. He had never seen such a fierce fight, everyone was like an uncivilized beast, out of the instinct to save their lives, they would kill the enemy by any means.

It was only a moment of stunned kung fu, and the companion in front of Li Qing was neatly pierced through the heart with the long sword in his hand by an enemy who had been killed.

Li Qing didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly took two steps back, set up his long stick, and locked his eyes on the enemy who came to him. He was greeted by a slender and muscular man, with triangular eyes and a nose facing the sky, and an extremely sinister and ugly face. Seeing that Li Qing was excited, and decided that Li Qing was a milky soft egg, the slender man laughed contemptuously, licked the bright red blood on the blade of the sword defiantly, and carried the long sword in his hand on his shoulder, beckoning Li Qing to step forward and fight.

"Grandson, grandpa is here!" Li Qing, who was already burning with monstrous hatred in his heart, was completely enraged by the enemy's provocative behavior, and his companion died tragically because of him, and he desperately wanted to avenge his companion. Li Qing roared and rushed towards the enemy, using all his strength to shine on the enemy's face with a burst of slamming. I didn't think that this enemy was not only surprisingly strong, but also very agile, but I saw that the enemy was still smiling contemptuously, just holding the shield with one hand, and it seemed that he could easily defuse Li Qing's onslaught with a few casual shakes.

The ebony stick hit the solid shield, Li Qing's hands were stinging unbearably by the shock, and he took the opportunity to take a look at it only to find that the flesh and blood of the palms of his hands were blurred by the stick, and thick blood flowed out of his palms.

After a round of fierce attack, the enemy was unscathed, standing still in place, laughing more and more arrogantly, but Li Qing's hand was more and more painful. He didn't dare to act rashly anymore, panting as he stared at this formidable opponent, and suddenly he noticed a detail that shocked him. Just now, he used all his strength to attack, but he couldn't force the opponent to move even half a step.

"Bastard!" Under the scorching sun, the sweat that had already covered his entire face slid down his cheeks and dripped into the hot soil, and then evaporated in an instant. The opponent's playful eyes, which were like staring at a lamb to be slaughtered, recklessly attacked Li Qing's psychological defense. This made Li Qing's injured hand holding the ebony stick tighter, but it was mostly out of enduring the pain and restraining the panic and uneasiness in his heart.

The strength shown by this strong enemy in front of him is really too strong, and Li Qing thinks that he is invincible, so how will he deal with it next?

In a desperate situation, what will Li Qing experience next?

At this time, the reason why this powerful enemy appeared in front of Li Qing was a coincidence or a conspiracy?