On top of the ring in the Colosseum!

Ji Wushuang's face was solemn, without saying a word, and with a wave of his hand, a row of ice swords stabbed towards the demon beast, and then flew away gracefully.

The saber-toothed tiger grabbed its front paws, and all the ice swords that flew in front of it were grasped in its hands, and white smoke was emitted, and soon turned into water vapor and disappeared.

Ji Wushuang's face was slightly gloomy, and in the next second, the snow rainbow aya in her hand instantly came out of her hand, like a long snake flying and writhing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it firmly locked the four legs of the saber-toothed leopard at an extremely fast speed.

"Roar!"

The four legs of the saber-toothed leopard were trapped, and it immediately let out a roar that shocked the heavens and the earth. The body that was several times larger than the ordinary cheetah shook hard, and in a blink of an eye, it broke free from the shackles of Xue Hongya.

Before Ji Wushuang could attack again, the saber-toothed leopard pounced on top of her head in a blink of an eye, so fast that Ji Wushuang couldn't even see its movements.

This sudden change made most of the male cultivators in the entire audience pinch a cold sweat for her, and some even considered whether it was time to save the beauty.

"Sure enough, the difference in strength is too big, it's not an opponent!" A man in the audience said regretfully.

Jiang Qing looked through the door of the wall and saw that Ji Wushuang was still calm at this moment, and there was no expression of fear on his face, even if this calmness was pretended, Jiang Qing couldn't help but admire her a little.

This kind of concentration is not something that ordinary people can have.

"Good concentration!" Su Rinye's expression moved slightly, and a flash of appreciation flashed in her extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The box where he is located is fully equipped and gorgeously decorated, and even the view is excellent.

Sitting here, you can see the Colosseum through the huge crystal windows, and you can see the audience around the Colosseum.

"How does this woman compare to your sweethearted baby?"

Suddenly, Su Rinye's eyes turned to the crystal windowsill, and smiled at a handsome man who was reclining on a mahogany soft chair.

Obviously, there was another person in this box, and that person was Xuanyuan Wuxi.

At this time, he was leaning on the mahogany soft chair by the crystal windowsill, although there was no expression on his face, but a pair of black eyes fell on the Colosseum below, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly hearing Su Rinye's voice, his eyes, which were originally emotionless, moved, although the other party did not refer to anyone, but Xuanyuan Wuxian instinctively knew the meaning of the other party's words.

Then, his indifferent eyes glanced at him, and said coldly: "Compare my Xuanyuan Traceless woman to a slave, huh?" ”

The fluttering words made Su Rin shiver inexplicably at night.

Su Rin Ye touched his nose, his eyes flickered, and he looked at him speechlessly, "Tut-tut-tut is just a joke, is it necessary to be so serious?" ”

People have run away, and I don't see you chasing them, I obviously care about it in my heart, but I want to make it as if it doesn't matter, just like you, it's strange that people don't run.

Of course, Su Rinye wouldn't say this directly.

After that, the two of them did not speak, but continued to look at the Colosseum below.

At this time, the sharp claws of the saber-toothed leopard were ruthlessly swinging towards Ji Wushuang below, as if in the next second, this peerless beauty would be buried in the mouth of the demon beast.

While the male cultivators on the viewing platform pinched cold sweat for her, they also got up from their seats one after another, obviously preparing to save the beauty with a hero.

But in the next second, Ji Wushuang did not dodge or dodge, nor did he urge the spiritual power to protect his body, but he didn't know when there was an extremely sharp long sword in his hand.

Before the saber-toothed leopard's claws could be swung, the long sword in Ji Wushuang's hand had already stabbed into its abdomen.

All they heard was a wail, and then they fell to the ground with a bang, struggling, unable to get up again.

Ji Wushuang raised her eyebrows and sneered, at that moment, she was so radiant and beautiful.

Even Xuanyuan Wuxian and Su Rin Ye in the VIP box couldn't help but look at her twice, I have to say that this woman is really good, it can be regarded as two times.

Xuanyuan Wuxian is purely appreciative, leaving aside the identity of a slave, it is indeed no worse than his vinegar jar in all aspects.

And in addition to appreciation, there was also pity in Su Rin's night eyes.

It is conceivable that a woman, especially a superb beauty, could have obtained everything she wanted with her outstanding appearance.

But his fate was miserable, he fell into such a place, became a lowly slave, and could only rely on his own strength to fight for a way to live in the mouth of the demon beast.

Xuanyuan Wuxian didn't miss the change in his expression, his eyes turned to him casually, and he smiled: "What? Fancy it? ”

When Su Rin heard this, his face turned pale, and he glared at him fiercely, "What nonsense, I just think she is a little pitiful!" ”

Who is Su Rin Ye when he is there? See the color of the color embryo? He hadn't seen any beautiful woman, and he wouldn't have gone to see a slave.

The corners of Xuanyuan's untraceable and cool mouth were slightly hooked, and he glanced at him lightly, not saying that he believed it or said that he did not believe it, let alone answer him, but continued to look at the Colosseum below.

At this time, Ji Wushuang had already withdrawn from the Colosseum, but as soon as she withdrew from the Colosseum, her footsteps returned to the rear prison.

A middle-aged man who looked like a steward walked over in a hurry, glanced at Ji Wushuang lightly, and then walked quickly to her side.

"What's your name?" The steward asked Ji Wushuang politely.

You're welcome, the children of the ancient clan in the viewing platform outside almost all quarreled for this slave, and they all quarreled for him to take this female slave out.

Some have even started to fight, in order to fight for this slave girl.

At that moment, the steward had the illusion that he was not the steward of the Colosseum, but the old bustard of the Qinglou.

In such a situation, where would you dare to treat her like any other slave, is it not polite?

The steward was so polite to a female slave that the nearby slaves and some of the people guarding the outside of the prison looked over in surprise.

I don't understand what kind of medicine the steward is taking, is it necessary to be so polite to a slave?

Everyone doesn't understand, but Jiang Qing knows it very well, eighty percent of the people in the audience outside are going to see Ji Wushuang, after all, this is Ji Wushuang's next plot!

Ji Wushuang's phoenix eyes looked at the steward with a gentle smile in front of him, although it was very strange for the steward's sudden polite attitude, but he still replied coldly, "Ji Wushuang!" ”

"Surname Ji?" Hearing this surname, the steward's face was strange for a moment.

Isn't this the surname of the ancient Ji family? Could it be that this slave girl is a child of the ancient clan of the Ji family? But if he is a child of the ancient clan of the Ji family, why did he fall into such a place and become the most despicable slave?

The steward couldn't figure it out, but no matter how he couldn't figure it out, it wasn't something he should worry about.

"Come with me!" After the middle-aged steward came back to his senses, Wen Sheng said to Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyes to look at the steward, didn't ask more, and nodded lightly.

Then he followed in the footsteps of the steward, and then, soon after leaving the prison, he walked all the way to the audience in front of him.

Here, after Ji Wushuang withdrew, a few more scenes were quickly held, and the scene was still bloody and cruel, and there were very few surviving slaves.

As time passed, it was soon Jiang Qing's turn to play.

"Get in on the 56th!"

With the shout of the middle-aged man, when Jiang Qing heard this number, his body instinctively trembled, his face turned slightly pale, he clenched his fist, and then stepped into the Colosseum.

(End of chapter)