Pang Yuan won precious time from the desperate situation, swept away the decline, and stood up suddenly, with a fierce momentum.

The situation changed dramatically, and many spectators in the stands were stunned for a while, except for a little exclamation, most of them fell silent.

"Audience, the slave warriors who have been suffering from the attacks of the Lion Brothers are standing up again!"

Seeing Pang Yuan stand up, the mysterious man's explanation voice resounded in the sky above the Colosseum, and his tone was impassioned.

"Our slave warrior seems to have resolved the abnormal condition of his body, and his aura is obviously different from Fang Qian, and he no longer dodges. ”

"Looks like he's going to fight back!"

The originally boring process took a welcome change, and the crowd in the stands reacted and became excited, with cheers and shrill whistles.

At this time, Pang Yuan stood solemnly, not caring about the noise outside the arena at all, staring at the lion brother in front of him with a little scarlet eyes.

"Roar~"

The two Wasteland lions were a little uneasy at the moment, pacing back and forth, letting out a menacing low roar.

From the humans in front of them, their keen instincts sensed a great threat.

There was no smile on the corner of Pang Yuan's cracked mouth, and the flame of anger in his heart burned brightly.

He just wants catharsis!

There was no hesitation or fear at all, and in the face of the two male lions, Pang Yuan roared violently and launched an attack directly.

The muscles and bones of the whole body were strong, the blood and qi were surging, the tense muscles of the thick thighs were as hard as rocks, and the huge impact of the feet left two shallow pits behind him.

In the face of the ferocious attack of the terrifying human slave warriors in front of them, the Lion Brothers, who had been cooperating tacitly, felt great pressure, and they had disagreements.

A wild lion howled in a rage, its fangs bared, showing no weakness, and it also pounced forward.

However, the other Wasteland Lion did not advance or retreat with its brother, and the male lion took a few steps back in some panic, and was frightened by Pang Yuan's tragic momentum and retreated to dodge.

It was the male lion who had been violently thrown to the ground by Pang Yuan before.

The bitter lesson was deeply memorable, and the lion instinctively frightened when confronted with the strong slave warrior again.

Originally, the two lion brothers were at a disadvantage when they jointly besieged Pang Yuan, but now there is a disagreement, and there is only one male lion to attack, and the winning rate is naturally even slimmer.

The situation is almost fatal!

The current desolate lion's huge body jumped vigorously, the golden lion's mane on the huge head fluttered in the wind, and the bloody mouth was open, extremely powerful and terrifying.

Pang Yuan's face was expressionless, and the hidden light in the eyes embedded in the bloody half of his face was cold.

Every move of the Wasteland Lion who rushed forward was taken into Pang Yuan's eyes, and every minute was sure to appear, and his next position and movements were all clear.

The qi and blood in the majestic body surged like a river, and Pang Yuan's muscles rose all over his body, clenching his fingers and clenching his fists.

As soon as his mind moved, the gray-white coarse atmosphere in his body came out of his body, turning from virtual to solid, and a thick stone armor was born on the hard fist surface, making the iron fist even greater.

Pang Yuan stepped forward, like a tiger, not dodging or dodging.

A fierce huge fist mark came from top to bottom, violently covering the hideous head of this wasteland lion!

"Click!"

Unable to dodge at all, the huge Wasteland Lion couldn't catch up with Pang Yuan's astonishing speed after his full force erupted.

The terrifying fist mark was imprinted in the middle of the lion's hard head, and in the air, an extremely dull but clear sound of bone cracking sounded.

This fierce wasteland lion was hit by Pang Yuan's domineering fist print, and his huge body had no power to resist at the moment, and was violently smashed to the ground from mid-air.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the lion's originally flat and hard head has sunk partially.

The grumpy desolate lion's huge head slammed to the ground, bouncing up again, but it was difficult to get up.

Dark red blood gradually flowed from the lion's eyes and nose, his breathing was extremely heavy, and his warm body trembled slightly, and he had already suffered a heavy blow.

The power of a punch is so far!

The fierce light flashed in his eyes, Pang Yuan did not stop, and his movements were as fast as a tiger and a leopard.

The big rough hand reached out, grabbed the thick mane of the badly wounded male lion on the ground, and pulled its huge hideous head roughly.

The eyes of this wasteland lion were no longer as fierce and irritable as before, and he was extremely frightened, and his forelimbs moved, but he could only struggle weakly.

Pang Yuan ignored the lion's struggle, and the two trickles of qi in his strong body were running at high speed.

The fingers of his right hand were like knives, and he plunged into the throat exposed by the male lion like lightning, stirring and pulling, completely cutting off the fragile throat of the beast.

The huge body of the seriously injured Wasteland Lion trembled violently a few times, as if it had exhausted all his life's strength, and a strange hissing sound came from his throat.

The huge body was still warm on the surface, but the irascible Wasteland Lion had lost the breath of life forever.

All of these actions may seem complicated, but they actually happen in less than a few blinks of an eye.

The other frightened Wasteland Lion was a little sluggish, and then he only jumped away in horror, and the next moment, his brother was already dead!

In the audience, the richly dressed men and women were already shocked by the sudden and brutal fighting, and before they could react, a male lion had already died.

Some people are just bowing their heads, but they have missed the wonderful battle scenes in the field.

"Oh my God, what did I see just now?!"

A plump middle-aged beautiful woman opened her beautiful eyes, one hand tightly covered her cherry mouth, and the other hand unconsciously clenched the sleeve of the female companion next to her, exclaiming.

And the noblewomen around her are no different.

At this point, the situation in the flat land changed again.

Faced with the death of the previous male lion, and the threat of that terrible human slave warrior, the remaining desolate male lion was almost frightened.

It was already feeling the threat of death, and it was close!

This poor big guy has not fully recovered from his previous injuries, and he is limping when he runs, and he is not as vigorous and agile as before.

Seeing the slightly awkward escape posture of the other wasteland lion, funny and sad, Pang Yuan had no intention of letting it go.

If he didn't make it to this point, it was obvious that the two Wasteland Lion Brothers would have no mercy on themselves, they would only tear themselves to pieces.

The blood on Pang Yuan's face had not completely stopped, and the dripping blood mixed with the shattered flesh and skin was very terrifying.

The strong body activated again, and under the explosion of Pang Yuan's full strength, his back was tense like a humanoid bow, and the amazing strength he had accumulated poured out.

After a few breaths, Pang Yuan was already close to the male lion who was trying to flee in a hurry.

This is the place where Pang Yuan was pounced and attacked by the two lion brothers before, and the heavy iron spear was still diagonally inserted into the solid soil, and he stayed there alone.

As soon as he reached out, the hard spear with a slight chill returned to Pang Yuan's grasp.

Looking at the frightened desolate lion in front of him, completely losing his previous mighty style, Pang Yuan's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

Lifting the heavy spear of iron upside down, Pang Yuan rushed forward, the prey was close in front of him, his arms were tight, and the final blow was ready to be struck.

And at the moment.

The deserted lion fled in a hurry and saw that the terrible slave warrior behind him had caught up, and knew that there was no hope of escape, and the ferocious beast nature made it instinctively fight back.

The thick, silky fur was extremely messy, dusty, and embarrassing.

The fleeing Wasteland Lion's footsteps stopped violently, and his towering back twisted sharply, and he suddenly became difficult.

The huge lion's head opened and closed widely, its sharp teeth flashing with cold light, and it unexpectedly tore at the slave warrior in the rear.

"Look for death!"

Pang Yuan's eyes flashed red.

The thick arms and bones twisted, the knotted muscles exploded, and the heavy spear in the palm of the hand was like an arm finger, which had been stabbed out rapidly!

The sharp spear was indomitable, taking advantage of the momentum, carrying a huge force.

The spear was so swift that the people in the audience could only see a faint light disappearing from the sky.

The next moment, the sharp iron spear was impartial, and it had quickly pierced into the terrifying blood mouth of the male lion!

From the mouth, through the brain!

The cold heavy spear with the thickness of a child's arm opened a large hole in the skull of this miserable desolate male lion, stirring up the brain marrow.

Without any suspense, the second lion, who tried to fight back, followed in his brother's footsteps and was killed on the spot!

The iron heavy spear in Pang Yuan's palm was clamped under his armpit, and the tip of the spear was sharp to the sky, raising the stump of the desolate lion that was gradually stiffening and cold.

The heavy and colossal lion corpse pressed the hard iron heavy spear and the spear body slightly bent.

"Ahh

The bloody fight ended once and for all.

The blood-drenched half of his face was distorted, his blood was boiling, Pang Yuan couldn't help but roar angrily, and the surging emotions in his chest were uncontrollable!

The roar of rage echoed in the air, the corpse of a brutal lion provoked by a heavy spear in the hands of a slave warrior, a majestic body bathed in blood.

The picture is bloody and desolate.

The strong impact brought by all this has given a great shock to the dense surging crowd in the stands, which is unforgettable. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?