Song Cheng looked at Wu Yu and was so shocked that he couldn't speak any words. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But the young man was still fighting at the moment, like a lion that had found its teeth, his eyes were red, as if he was soaked in blood.

He didn't know what the name tag behind him had changed, the only thing he knew was killing, he was going to kill the person standing on the high platform. And Zheng Xuan, who was standing on the high platform, also looked at that person in horror at this moment, how many people died under his sword?

A hundred? Two hundred? No one could count them, and the corpses all over the ground were trampled on by people, and the blood slowly flowed down the audience. Thick blood, sticking together, covered with dust on the ground.

Wu Yu raised his head and looked at the man who was still standing on the high platform trembling.

It's not that Zheng Xuan doesn't want to run, but he can't do it at all, there are people everywhere here, even if he runs, where can he run? What's more, there was a creaking sound of chains pulling in my ears. He could hear that it was the sound of the gladiatorial arena gate closing, and with a slight shake under his feet, he actually fell directly to the ground.

Now, perhaps, the only thing that can be hoped for is that someone escapes from here and tells his father what happened here. But his idea will not come true, because all the people here are tempted by the great promise he made, and no one wants to give up the huge reward, because it may be their chance of a lifetime.

The number on the name plate behind him has been imprisoned at the number of one thousand at the moment, but Wu Yu didn't know anything, he only felt the air around him, which began to become a little hot, and the blood qi flowed down his skin and into his body. Coupled with strenuous activity, it is easier to penetrate the blood qi.

Wu Yu's sword tip was lightly picked, and a person who wanted to sneak attack on his side was directly picked up, and then the seven deadly sins fell violently, and the person who was still in mid-air was instantly split in half.

Wu Yu turned his head, he had already begun to become numb. Dead person? What is that, their voices are noisy, but they can't have any impact on Wu Yu. Because at this moment, for Wu Yu, it is definitely easier to kill a person than to kill a chicken.

Because in the face of death, the chickens will at least run away frantically, but those poor people just swarm in the face of death.

A sword came out in a horizontal batch, and a neat row of people in front of him fell, and thick strands of blood came out. Taking another step forward, the Seven Deadly Sins waved again, there was no ground under his feet, and he walked on top of countless fresh corpses, greeting countless fresher corpses.

"Brother, you're going to kill no one in the gladiatorial arena." The little devil squinted his eyes and stood on the top of the mountain looking at him, the harsh wind blowing on his face, and the tingling pain, "Kill so many people, even you, I'm afraid you will be tired and half dead." It's not a fantasy here, and there's no fancy skill here that can kill thousands of people with a single sword. ”

"A hundred thousand people, I'm afraid you will kill until tomorrow." The little devil shrugged his shoulders, his face didn't know whether to be happy or sad, "But it's rare to see you so happy, but I don't want to interrupt you, after all, this is the only way you can relax, and I don't know how long I will have to wait next time." ”

Feeling the sting of the wind, there was even a trace of excitement on the little devil's face, "It turns out that this is a pain, I haven't felt it for a long time." But brother, I don't know if you still have a chance in this life, do you know what it feels like to be painful? ”

Wu Yu waved his sword, opening and closing. Each sword slashed out and the people in front of him fell one by one, but Wu Yu was defenseless. But now no one dares to sneak attack, they want to retreat, but those who don't know behind them are desperately squeezing forward, the abyss of death is in front of them, and he is they have to jump into it again and again.

Of course, they are also praying that the last person who jumped into death will fill it with death. But he can step on the cliff full of corpses and walk over. On the other side of the cliff is a beautiful world, where there are smooth avenues, mellow wine, and beautiful girls with soft smiles on their faces.

But these prayers are useless. Death, how can it be filled, he is the most greedy thing in the world, he is crazy to devour everyone's life, but he has never been full.

Behind Wu Yu, a large open space has been exposed, but above that open space, there are even larger corpses, piled up together. There are already thousands of people, the seven deadly sins in Wu Yu's hands are like a child waiting to be fed, all it wants to do is drink a cup of sweet milk, but for the seven deadly sins, that sweet milk is the life of countless people.

A large amount of blood swayed again, Wu Yu opened his mouth and gasped violently, he jumped up violently, and the seven deadly sins in his hand slashed down. The strong man in front of him, whose strength reached one hundred and two, was instantly split in half by him, and then slowly fell.

The name tag flew up, and there were even pale gold numbers on it, and the piercing person's eyes were a little unable to open.

"I will kill him, I said, whoever stops me today, I will kill him!" Wu Yu's face was all indifferent, and he glanced around indifferently, as if he was looking at a group of dead people. Indeed, it was a group of dead people, although they were still alive and well, but in the next moment, blood would gush out from a certain part of their bodies, lying on the ground and feeling the countless soles of their feet, stepping on their corpses, and then lying beside themselves.

Smile and even say hello.

You're dead too, it's better to be together when you meet the Yin and Yang Road, otherwise you should be so lonely if you are alone.

Wu Yu glanced at the high platform, there was only about ten meters left in the distance, and he glanced at the gate of the gladiatorial arena that was closing. There were about twenty minutes left for him. What he promised others, he would definitely do, and since he promised to let the people behind him live, then they would definitely not die.

Twenty minutes, it only takes five minutes to get from here to the gate, which means that he must now kill the high platform in fifteen minutes.

His eyes condensed again, the seven deadly sins in his hand were swung out again, and with a loud shout, Wu Yu held the sword in both hands, and his body rushed forward directly. Those people looked at Wu Yu with despair in their eyes.

Behind the devil, the corpses were like wild grasses growing madly on the ground, and no one could stop him, or even dare to stop him, in this place. Because with Wu Yu's strength, even if he wants to kill all the people here, all he needs is time.

The person in front of him fell again, Wu Yu's face was still indifferent, blood splashed into his mouth, and the blood made him numb. Does blood smell like it? Bitter, even a little disgusting, but only this taste can make him even more crazy, like an angry devil. (To be continued.) )