"Huh."

Lan Wujiang's eyes narrowed, and his gaze met the Iron Eater, and the small tail of the Iron Eater's huge body unexpectedly curled up at this moment.

Lan Wujiang was stunned for a moment, only to see it grinning and letting out a heavy gasp.

Is it a collaboration? It's better to repay yourself, after all, it didn't kill itself that day in the Nether Cave.

Lan Wujiang's numb heart trembled.

She didn't sympathize with the trapped beasts here, because she was also one of the vast ants.

But if there's a win-win opportunity, why not?

Survival of the fittest, natural selection, this is the Chaos Continent.

Lan Wujiang hooked his lips suddenly, and walked to the side of the iron-eating beast, the cold plum sword in his hand was fierce, and the breath of one person and one beast merged into one, and the evil qi combined with the ice and snow exploded like a violent wind.

The iron-eating beast's eyes were brewing with crazy battle intent, and it arrogantly flew up its front hooves and stepped into the air, falling from the sky and crushing the red bull.

Lan Wujiang took three steps in the air, and the man and the sword seemed to merge into one, and the speed of the iron-eating beast was on par with it.

The sound of the wind, the sound of fire, and the interweaving of ice and snow in the sky are a feast for the eyes, as well as the madness of murderous intent and the hot blood blooming in life.

Cruelty, brutality, is the nature of the beast.

Leng Mei's sword penetrated the flank of the red bull, and suddenly pulled away from it, leaving behind afterimages that made the beast go crazy.

The ice was cremated, the yellow sand flew sideways like frozen stones, Lan Wujiang's cold face was like frost, and the iron mask seemed to be engraved in the hearts of all the visitors.

The killing was decisive, and no one knew what the face was under the iron mask, but they were just shocked.

Teenage maniac! Shoot the wolf with the moon in one day!

Hundreds of moves passed by in the shadow of the sword and sword, and the red bull was covered with bruises, and finally rolled to the ground and collapsed.

The flames of war were extinguished, leaving only the endless cold and the yellow sand and waves shrouded in darkness.

The stands are brilliantly lit, illuminating the boundless blurred figure of Delan, the black shirt stained with blood, and the silence is unparalleled.

The enemy was defeated, and the atmosphere on the field was delicate.

The Iron Eater stood in front of Lan Wujiang with arrogant steps, bowing its head, and the meaning of surrender was self-evident.

Lan Wujiang's eyelids jumped, but Huan Huan, who was sitting in the center of the stands, clapped her hands, and everyone's eyes converged on the young owner, waiting for her to speak.

She raised her eyes lazily, and said to Lan Wujiang with a smile, "You win this battle." ”

Wu Changli was furious in his heart, his fingers were tightened, and he looked at Lan Wujiang but couldn't get angry no matter what.

That's it, the iron-eating beast has lost, and it has a fate with this young man, after this young man wins, he will exchange the iron-eating beast with him, and see if he can find a pulse change pill for Lan Wujiang......

The next battle was about to begin, but the iron-eating beast did not leave with the monk, and stood beside Lan Wujiang like a Tarzan.

Lan Wujiang wanted to touch his head, but his hand hung in the air, staring at the steel needle-like hair, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Still don't touch it, prick your hands.

She took her hand back in front of the iron-eating beast again.

The two small eyes of the iron-eating beast were tinged with anger, and the bloody mouth suddenly opened, revealing the steel-like fangs, and its face was terrifying.

He roared, but Lan Wujiang was indifferent.

The Iron Eater Beast was angry, and the monk wanted to take this opportunity to take the Iron Eater Beast away, but the Iron Eater Beast changed direction and sat behind Lan Wujiang with an arrogant face.

The monk was helpless, and asked Huan Huan for instructions, "Master......"

Huan Huan's slender fingers lifted a circle of fine hair, her smile was like a flower, and her warm voice was a little enchanting, "Don't want to go?" So let's stay. ”

"In the next game, you may not be able to come out alive."

She didn't say whether it was the beast or Lan Wujiang who couldn't come out alive, but a faint sentence was an ironclad fact.

Entered the Colosseum and became a fighter, and died? Fleeting.

However, she also found Lan Wujiang very interesting.

is obviously a dead outlaw at the end of the road, but he has not left behind that proud bone.

The more she laughed, the more upset the woman in blue next to her became.

The woman in blue stood up and spoke to Lan Wujiang, her spiritual power was magnificent and majestic.