The stimulation of blood was not only the gladiators of the Dia royal family, but also everyone who was present.

Ye Feng watched quietly, every movement could not avoid Ye Feng's divine sense, his soul power had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, approaching the middle stage.

At a distance of several kilometers, every move was under control, and he was deeply surprised by the strong body of the gladiator of the Dia royal family.

The fourth gladiator didn't have any expression, and when he walked to the middle of the field, he chose another way, wrestling, rushed straight up, and hugged the gladiator of the Dia royal family.

Sure enough, the situation changed, and the two bodies fell to the ground at the same time, tangled with each other, and their fists hit each other's bodies like rain, making a crisp thudding sound.

This lasted for several breaths, and the scene came to a standstill, and the two gladiators suddenly stopped moving, neither of them knowing what was happening.

After waiting for a few breaths, one of them stood up, and the other remained motionless and appeared to be dead.

"Roar!"

It was still the gladiator of the Dia royal family who stood up, seeing that his hands were stained with blood, and when he looked at the ground, the gladiator of the Persian royal family had already distorted his face and was punched in the face.

The people at the scene were numb, and even forgot to shout, quietly watching this murderous maniac.

Fifth Man ......

Sixth Man ......

......

The tenth person

The fifteenth

......

One by one, the twenty gladiators were left with only the last three, and they were also the strongest gladiators.

The gladiatorial arena has long been covered with blood, and the gladiator of the Dia royal family has beheaded seventeen people in a row, which simply subverts the Persian royal family, and it is simply unacceptable that this is a demon, not a human being.

Now everyone is beginning to wonder, are the last three gladiators really capable of turning the tide?

The iron fence continued to rise, and the eighteenth gladiator appeared, and the oval gladiatorial arena was covered with blood, some were shot through the stomach, some had their heads shot, and some were wrenched off their hands and feet, and lay on the ground wailing.

A hell of hell on earth!

Hai'er was expressionless, and seemed to be completely numb, only the eldest prince of Diya was leisurely drinking tea, crossing Erlang's legs, very comfortable.

"Uncle Hai, my gladiators are okay, no worse than the Persian royal family, but the Persian royal family, can't come up with a gladiator who can compete with our Dia royal family, it's a pity, this is not a level of competition at all!"

The Grand Prince of Diya has a sarcastic tone!

"Humph!"

Hai Wuya snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a man in golden armor walked out from behind him, it was the general who had just entered the cage and talked to the twenty gladiators.

"Is there a way to defeat this gladiator!"

Hai Wuya sent a message to the general.

"It's very difficult to return to the emperor, and it is estimated that the remaining three people will also die in vain!"

The man in the golden armor showed a helpless look on his face, and in the blink of an eye, the eighteenth gladiator died.

"Do you really want to marry Hai'er to the Diya royal family!" Hai Wuya smiled with vicissitudes.

"You give me all the best I can do, and find me a few gladiators, and you must not let the Diya royal family win this duel!"

Hai Wuya showed a ruthless look and transmitted the sound again.

"Emperor, there is not much time left for us now, it is impossible to find the gladiator again, and it is too late, there is still one person in the prison, and it is estimated that he will be sent to death if he looks like him!"

The man in golden armor didn't know Ye Feng's identity, Ye Feng was imprisoned here, and he mistakenly thought that Ye Feng was a gladiator, so he said this.

"No matter who it is, pull it out for me, as long as I can defeat the Dia royal family, I can agree to any request, even if I can't win, I have to delay time. ”

Hai Wuya didn't think about anything else, as long as there were people, he had to stall for time and find a more powerful gladiator.

"Subordinates go and do it immediately!"

The armored man left, and after a cup of tea, returned to the basement.

And the nineteenth gladiator was declared dead, and only one of the twenty gladiators of the Persian royal family remained, standing quietly in front of the iron fence, and he witnessed this qiē, a whole nineteen people, die in front of him.

"Open the door!"

The armored man went and returned, directly opened Ye Feng's prison door, and walked in.

"I don't care who you are, now you have to give me to fight, defeat the opponent, you get free, and even get a lot of rewards, don't fight, just kill!"

After speaking, the armored man drew his sword and pointed at Ye Feng, if Ye Feng refused, it was estimated that Ye Feng would be killed directly.

"Forget the benefits, if I win, as long as I can be free!"

Facing the long sword of the armored man, Ye Feng flicked his fingers and said indifferently.

"Come out, I'll tell you the rules, gladiators are not allowed to use martial arts, and they are not allowed to kick the ......"

The armored man said some rules, in fact, it was also a form of walking, he didn't think that Ye Feng could win at all, he just filled the numbers indiscriminately to make time for himself.

This basement is dark and damp, if you can change the place, of course Ye Feng is very happy, as long as he is in the Persian royal family, Hei Luo is helpless against himself.

"Let's go, it'll be your turn in a moment!"

The armored man didn't talk nonsense, and walked towards the entrance with Ye Feng.

The further he went, the deafening shout could clearly reach Ye Feng's ears, and the blood in his body began to boil, especially the five drops of Shura essence blood, as if he had received some kind of summoning, and he beat excitedly.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and the Shura essence blood seemed to have touched his companion.

Sending Ye Feng to the iron fence, the armored man left, Ye Feng looked at the fierce battle in the field, and the Shura essence blood riot in his body became more and more intense.

"I see, the gladiator of the Dia royal family has been transformed by the essence blood of Shura, and his physical body is so powerful!"

Ye Feng said secretly.

The armored man returned to the high platform and gently communicated with Hai Wuya.

After a fierce fight, the last gladiator of the Persian royal family was seriously wounded, and finally injured the gladiator of the Dia royal family, leaving a long gash on his chest, and blood flowed profusely.

"Roar!"

The gladiators of the Dia royal family were completely enraged, killing nineteen people in a row, the consumption of the body was very large, panting like an ox, and staring at the Persian gladiators not far in front of them.

He wiped the blood that flowed from his chest and licked it when he put it to his mouth, and the strong smell of blood came out.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, this gladiator of the Dia royal family is simply not a human being, he has no feelings, he is a killing machine, and he takes pleasure in killing.

Taking advantage of the other party's gasping time, the last gladiator of the Persian royal family struck, and his fist smashed into the head of the Dia royal gladiator like a gust of wind.

Fast!

It was extremely fast, and if this punch hit, the gladiator of the Dia royal family would have been stoned to death.

Quite a few people stood up and stuck their necks into the gladiatorial arena to witness the gladiators of the Dia royal family being killed.

As long as it is a Persian, the heart is raised to the throat, if she wins, the princess naturally does not have to marry to the country of Dia.

Hai Wuya clenched his fists, watching his fists get closer and closer, and he couldn't wait to personally fuel the flames and blow up Dia gladiator.

And the gladiator of the Dia royal family turned a blind eye, watching the fist enlarge little by little in his eyes, and had no intention of making a move.

One meter!

Three feet!

Two feet!

One foot!

As they got closer, they could even smell each other's violent panting, and the strong smell of blood emanated from each other's bodies.

Thirty centimeters, twenty centimeters, ten centimeters, only a fist away from the head of the gladiator of the Dia royal family.

Everyone waited quietly to see how this punch blew the head of the Dia royal gladiator.

"Whew!"

An imperceptible voice appeared, and the gladiator of the Diya royal family raised his right hand like a tightening spell, clutching the fist that was only an inch away from his face.

This moment!

Time seemed to stand still, and no one thought that Dia gladiators fought with nineteen people in a row, and they had such strength that they could easily hold the right fist of the gladiators of the Persian royal family.

"Weak!"

Dia gladiator made a hoarse voice in his mouth, he didn't make a move in a hurry, his eyes swept around, everyone closed their mouths, and the entire gladiatorial arena instantly calmed down.

"Click!"

The Dia gladiator's fist slammed into the fist of the Persian royal gladiator with a crisp click.

"Ahh

The gladiator let out a terrible scream, and his bones were pinched alive.

The scene was silent, no one thought that it would be such an ending, and the last person could not defeat the opponent.

What is even more unacceptable is that the gladiators of the Diya royal family brutally abused the Persian gladiators in front of everyone in Persia, which is a national shame.

Soon, countless voices of indignation, condemnation, appeared, accusing Dia of the cruelty of the royal family.

In the face of the condemnation around him, the prince of Diya turned a blind eye and enjoyed it very much, and he was in a good mood to see his gladiators slashing all the way.

"Ahh

There was another scream, and the royal family of Dia crushed the left hand of the Persian gladiator.

"Enough!"

Hai Wuya let out a roar of rage.

The Grand Prince of Dia waved his hand, and the Dia gladiators below saw it, swept his right fist, hit the face of the last gladiator, and knocked his entire head flying.

Before he could even scream, the last gladiator knelt in front of Dia gladiator.

Quiet!

There was silence!

"Uncle Hai, you Persian royal family still have gladiators who have not taken a shot, if not, today's duel will be even if our Diya royal family wins!"

The Grand Prince of Diya spoke at this time.

"Don't get complacent too early, of course our Persian royal family still has powerful gladiators!"

This time, Hai Wuya didn't speak, but the golden armored general beside him.

"Oh, I'll see!"

The Grand Prince of Dia made a modest appearance, he had long ago found out the details of the Persian royal family, and there were only twenty powerful gladiators.

The iron fence slowly rose, and Ye Feng suddenly felt a dazzling sunlight shining directly into his eyes, and he was very uncomfortable.

Anyone who has been locked up in a dark basement for a day and a night will not be able to adapt to the sudden bright light.

After a short period of adaptation, Ye Feng walked out of the passage, looked at the minced meat everywhere, and shook his head, just like that, twenty people were lying here forever.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the people who appeared, the prince of Diya suddenly burst out laughing.

"Uncle Hai, you won't be indiscriminate, find such a person to be a gladiator!"

Ye Feng's figure is not burly, he is very well-proportioned, and he does not have steel-like muscles, but the bulge is definitely not concave.