Chapter 12: It's Late

In the stone building, several entourages who followed Gongsun Yao looked at it and immediately became anxious.

"Bold! Don't let go of the world quickly! ”

"Let go of the world, spare you from death!"

"Mo Fengwu, let the son go!"

Several of the attendants yelled.

You must know that the prince of the world, Sun Yao, is the golden pimple of the Yinshan Marquis Mansion, if something really happens here, then none of these people they came today will be able to escape.

Mo Fengwu, who was standing in the gladiatorial arena, glanced up, then looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, instantly came back to his senses, and said:

"Uh...... This girl wins. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, and immediately someone lowered the hanging ladder and presented the loot and lottery heads one by one.

Mo Fengwu smiled.

Then he didn't even look at Gongsun Yao, turned around and walked over.

As soon as the whip was released, Gongsun Yao behind him immediately struggled to stand up. Immediately, he ripped off the dragon whip wrapped around his neck, and looked up at Mo Fengwu, who was walking towards the hanging ladder with his back to him.

"Stinky bitch, you dare to humiliate this son like this...... Damn it! You damn it——! ”

There was a loud roar, and then Gongsun Yao flicked the long whip in his hand, and flew over according to Mo Fengwu's heart.

For this blow, Gongsun Yao used almost ten successes.

In the gladiatorial arena, sand and rocks flew away in an instant, and the surging spiritual power mixed with the wind flew in all directions.

The crowd above the fence was shocked.

"Be careful!"

Someone reminded, someone covered their eyes. The middle-aged man who was the host was also taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward and came to the fence.

In an instant, I saw that Mo Fengwu, who had already walked in front of the suspension ladder at this moment, suddenly turned sideways, dodged the attack, and at the same time pulled the long whip.

Immediately afterwards, the lightning-fast figure flickered, and he had already come to Gongsun Yao.

Gongsun Yao was stunned, and then felt a pain in his wrist, and the dragon whip in his hand had already fallen into Mo Fengwu's hands.

"You ......"

Gongsun Yao was shocked, and jumped backwards at an extremely fast speed...... But at this time, he found that Mo Fengwu was smiling.

It was full of stone ink marks, and it should have been as ugly as a rakshasa's face. But this moment carries a strange danger and an inexplicably beautiful taste.

Gongsun Yao was stunned for a moment.

I was even a little fascinated by those eyes.

Suddenly—

"Be careful!"

But it was too late.

In an instant, I saw a black shadow rushing towards him like a spirit snake, and instantly wrapped around Gongsun Yao's neck. Immediately afterwards, Mo Fengwu pulled the dragon whip in one hand and threw it up violently......

In an instant, the handle of the whip bypassed the fence above the gladiatorial arena, and at this time, Mo Fengwu's whole person was like a big bird with wings spread, jumping up, and at the same time grabbing the whip and falling down!

Hmmm——!

The soft whip body rubbed against the fence, making a small and continuous sound, and Mo Fengwu immediately inserted the whip handle directly into the stone wall!

"You...... Belch...... Save...... Save me...... Save...... Save ......"

Gongsun Yao was suspended in mid-air, and at this time, the life-chasing attribute of the Jiaolong Whip was activated again, and it was instantly tightened...... In an instant, Gongsun Yao was gone.

The huge gladiatorial arena was silent in an instant.

Everyone stared at the hanging corpse on the stone wall, silent.

At this time, Mo Fengwu didn't take a look. One jumped out, left the arena, came to the fence, and took in the spoils and the jackpot.

"Thanks!"

A pleasant voice broke the silence. In an instant, several figures slammed in front of Mo Fengwu, blocking her way.