In addition to Mo Yu and his party, there were six other prisoners.

Their prison clothes were ragged and tattered, apparently after a brutal battle.

Seeing Mo Yu and them coming in, the few people who were still scuffling and entangled, as if they had made an appointment, all let go of their hands.

Several gazes filled with a cold killing aura turned to Mo Yu's side in unison.

"Ahh

A shrill scream rang out from the back of the line.

Mo Yu looked back and saw a prisoner at the back of the group, grinning at them and letting out a miserable laugh.

In his right hand, he grasped a severed arm, and blood dripped from the broken wound from time to time.

Not far in front of him, the right arm of a house slave who had been walking at the back of the line disappeared, and blood was pouring out, apparently screwed off by the man.

Seeing this, the other house slaves were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

The house slave whose arm was ripped off fell to the ground, covered the wound and just screamed in pain twice, and a scrawny young man suddenly appeared in front of him, and stabbed him directly into the heart.

The house slave fell to the ground, his body convulsing violently twice, and he was silent.

In the face of such a bloody scene, the spectators not only did not feel terrified, but were extremely excited, and ordered their attendants to cheer loudly and cheer.

"Scud takes one person!" A Chu soldier standing on the edge of the round platform shouted.

It seems that Scud is referring to the emaciated teenager.

"Master, I'm afraid this is not an ordinary person."

Xiahoudun found out that something was wrong and immediately protected Mo Yu's body.

And Big Joe was also carrying a lantern behind her, ready to chant at any time.

The speed of "Scud" was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react at all, and they could barely block his move, so they died under his knife.

In an instant, another house slave, barely resisting, was stabbed to death by him.

On the edge of the round platform, a soldier of the Chu State who looked like a general took a step forward and announced loudly: "Kill all the men first, women, Lord Yin said that I want to see your live performance." ”

With the exception of the youngest Scud, the other prisoners were already excited, and there were bursts of high-pitched howls of excitement from the field.

There were even a few people who immediately reacted obscenely to some parts of their bodies, and a few broken rags couldn't cover it at all.

In their eyes, this group of ordinary caravans from the Yue Kingdom is just a bunch of fat meat delivered to the door.

You must know that these few of them have all come out of the Shura Hell.

After standing on the round platform for more than a week, and experiencing countless life-and-death battles, they couldn't remember how many lives had died at their hands.

Those who have been able to survive until now are not only a little capable, but also have super willpower and competitiveness.

In a few moments, several house slaves who had basically no force fell, and they died in a tragic state, which was unbearable to look at.

Mo Yu was worried about Fan Li and Red Sleeves, and immediately ordered Xiahoudun and Da Qiao to pay attention to protecting them in his mind.

As soon as Xiahoudun heard that he could harvest human heads, he immediately took out the seven-star treasure knife and put it across his body, ready to dry.

His weapons are not made in this world, and they are usually not revealed, but are placed in the virtual space that the hero comes with.

At this time, Xiahoudun was shocked to find that the knife couldn't be taken out!

At the same time, Da Qiao also found that he couldn't use spells!

The two of them turned their heads to look at Mo Yu in unison: "Master, there is a ban under this round platform!" ”