"Tick, tick, tick, tick......."

Blood dripped to the ground, and the one-handed Dothraki stared blankly with their eyes.

At that moment, Ma Shen lifted the first challenger's leg with one hand and slammed him to the ground.

And then...... The battle was over, and the pale spine broke through the flesh and was exposed to air.

The captives in the square had huge eyes and looked incredulous.

The cheers stuck in his throat vanished.

"Next. Washed by the smell of blood, even if he was already used to this smell, Ma Shen twitched his nose a little uncomfortably.

It's like a worker cleaning a toilet, no matter how used to the smell, it's still a little uncomfortable when you go in.

After waiting for 3 minutes, the captives below hesitated, but they did not dare to come up.

Maybe it was too simple to die, and the Dothraki prisoners in the audience were a little suspicious, it stands to reason that both sides are bare-handed, and it will take a few rounds anyway, how can it be this crushing situation.

To say that the opponent is too weak, it is also very inaccurate, there is no shortage of people from the same tribe below, and the person who knows that the one who goes up is also a relatively powerful warrior in the tribe, even if he is missing an arm in the previous war.

As for what intrigues and tricks that nobleman used, there was no trace of them under the gaze of so many people.

Then in the end, there is only one conclusion, this little white-faced nobleman has a lot of strength and strength.

After waiting for a while, Ma Shen said angrily as if he was impatient: "Aren't you the warriors of the Dothraki people, why are you not as good as women, come, come up, I allow you to come up with your best scimitar, I allow a few of you to challenge me, as long as you win me, you will be free!"

"You'll regret it. (Dothraki)

Under the stimulation of Ma Shen, especially the woman's nickname, three sensitive captives immediately angrily squeezed away their companions and walked up.

In the same way, the Unsullied One who guarded them did not stop them, and let the three of them walk up to the high platform together without squinting.

As soon as they stopped, a soldier with three Dothraki scimitars stepped forward and shoved them into their arms with a little roughness.

The three challengers didn't care about the brutality of the soldiers, danced a few times, and then carefully examined the scimitar in their hands.

The handle, the blade, and the curvature are all just right, it is a very orthodox Dothraki scimitar, and it is even stained with some dark black blood, faintly exuding a fishy smell.

It had been a warrior's weapon, and the experienced Dothraki captives had made up their minds, even if the warrior might have died on the battlefield and risen to the sky as a bright star.

"Check it and come up, women. Seeing that the three challengers had almost checked, Ma Shen began to taunt.

Hearing the taunt, the three challengers lost their initial anger, glanced at each other, cautiously approached Ma Shen, and slowly formed a circle in the process.

Through the short battle just now, Ma Shen's strength has gained a consensus, this is a powerful enemy, and it is a bit pedantic to follow one-on-one combat in the face of this enemy, and it is not a battle with his companions in the tribe at this time.

The three Dothraki captives bent slightly, leaning forward slightly, and the soles of their feet moved unconsciously, a posture that allowed them to attack quickly when the enemy showed weakness.

The battle was about to break out, everyone held their breath, the whole time was silent, and the air seemed to stand still at this moment.

The "whew" wind blew from above, and the Xuanniao flag, which represented the banner of the storm royal family, made the sound of the cloth shaking.

Seeing the eyes of the nobleman opposite, the eyes blinked slightly, and the three Dothraki people hugged each other in tacit understanding without anyone's command.

"Kill!"

Seeing the murderous challenger rushing up, Ma Shen took a light step to the right, and then bent down on his back.

The scimitar of the challenger on the right slid over his cheek, and the knife wind blew a trace of hair, and at this moment, Ma Shen's hands, who had not yet bent over, suddenly burst out, like a python and grabbed the opponent's knife-wielding arm, shaking it hard, and a clear sound of bone cracking sounded.

In the next moment, after twisting his arm, Ma Shen's hand had reached the throat of the other party, and with the movement of his footsteps, he simply twisted his neck.

Screams brewed in his throat, but he couldn't get them out, and Ma Shen, who possessed advanced martial arts, eliminated an opponent in just 2 seconds.

He casually threw the twitching corpse in his hand at the challenger who rushed up on the other side, and then bent over one by one, and with the sound of the wind breaking in his right leg, he kicked the last challenger in the chest.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and the challenger who was kicked in the chest flew directly 5 meters away, and after a few twitches, there was no sound, so it can be said that he took the scimitar but it was useless at all.

The challenger who had been hit by the corpse rolled nimbly on the ground, and when he stood up, he found that his two companions were dead or alive, and the powerful nobleman was watching him from a distance at the moment, and was about to rush up.

"Wait. The challenger's heart trembled, and he quickly threw his scimitar aside and fell to his knees, "I admit that you are Kao." ”

"I'm sorry. Ma Shen shook his head expressionlessly, "I said that those who come up to challenge but don't win have only one end, and that is death." ”

With that, Ma Shen hooked his foot, and a Dothraki scimitar stabbed into the opponent's chest like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

"Gurgling ....." blood poured uncontrollably out of his mouth, and he looked at the scimitar piercing his chest in disbelief, emitting a few notes that could not be recognized by ordinary people, and fell to the ground in despair.

"Anything else?" Ma Shen turned to the prisoners in the audience, "are there any more people coming up!"

With Ma Shen's roar, countless Unsullied began to rhythmically tap the ground with their spears.

"Knock! knock....."

"Who else ??"

Everywhere their eyes swept, the Dothraki captives involuntarily lowered their heads, unwilling to meet the aggressive sight.

Gradually, each captive bowed his head.

"No one. Ma Shen was still unwilling, grinning and sneering, "Then I'll come down." (Dothraki)

Before the Dothraki captives below understood what "came down" meant, they saw Ma Shen rush into the crowd like a manic bear, and with a flick of his arm, four or five people flew up, and they were injured when they touched it.

Of course, the force is still controlled within a reasonable range, and it will not hurt the muscles and bones, at most break the ribs and the like.

The audience wailed all over the field, and it really came down after saying it.

In fact, to talk about it, Ma Shen also has his own careful thoughts.

These Dothraki captives have been hungry for so long, they must not be in good condition, with his physique, even if they hit, it will not hurt, plus they don't have any weapons on them, they don't have to worry about spears and arrows sticking out from other places, as long as they concentrate on protecting their eyes and lower body and other places, he is already invincible, and he seems to be wearing only a coat, in fact, he is wearing close armor under the coat.

The nearby Unsullied are also on guard, and when they can't bear it, they come to pull the shelf, and even have some secret arrangements.

In this case, Ma Shen can finally say arrogantly: "I want to fight a thousand !!"