The scene was boiling, and Ye Feng's counterattack was like a fuse, igniting the most primitive desire in the hearts of human beings, the stimulation of blood.

Ye Feng's sudden attack surprised many people, thinking that Ye Feng had always relied on fighting to win.

"Boom!"

Like a volcano erupting, the bodies of the two slammed together, their fists were vertical and horizontal, and countless turtle patterns appeared on the ground, extending out in all directions.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bodies did not stay, and after a short separation, they collided again, and the sound of various hand-to-hand combat collisions appeared.

This feast of hand-to-hand combat, this is a big scene of fighting, every impact makes people awe-inspiring and terrifying.

In a hearty duel, Ye Feng was very comfortable, and every punch hit his body, his body was tempered.

Ye Feng actually regarded his physical body as a piece of peerless divine iron, which needed to be constantly tempered and polished in order to stimulate more divinity.

The 10,000-pound giant fist smashed down, Ye Feng's body flew upside down, the bones of his whole body were displaced, and his body rolled upside down, returning to the same place again.

"Bang!"

Punch back and forth, Ye Feng suffered a punch from the other party, and in turn it was a punch back.

No matter how many punches he withdrew, Ye Feng's body could always return to the same place at the first time and blast the gladiator with one punch.

The scene was silent, everyone didn't understand, what was lurking in Ye Feng's body, withstanding so many giant fists, unscathed, and becoming more and more courageous, looking at Ye Feng's momentum, it was actually rising.

All don't understand, they don't need to understand, they just have to appreciate it, appreciate a thrilling duel.

Hai'er's eyes were misty, and he was actually worried about Ye Feng again, this man who didn't seem to be very strong, was so arrogant, constantly being knocked away, and constantly returning to the same place.

Ye Feng didn't know how many punches he had endured, nor how many punches he had hit the opponent, but he felt that his body was improving rapidly.

The Demon Pill that was lurking in his body was completely stimulated, and the residual energy was volatilized and integrated into every inch of Ye Feng's flesh and blood.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden!

Like a beast-like roar, Ye Feng roared in the sky, and finally succeeded in refining all the eight drops of Shura essence blood he had absorbed.

It turned out that Ye Feng was using the power of the other party to refine the Shura essence blood, leaving not a lot of time for Ye Feng, so he took this opportunity to refine the Shura essence blood.

The terrifying killing intent emanated from Ye Feng's body, his hair was windless and automatic, and suddenly exploded, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and his red eyes showed that Ye Feng was even more extraordinary.

With a pinch of his fists, the space was directly pinched and exploded, and a terrifying momentum suddenly appeared, like a flash of strong light, and Ye Feng's body burst out.

"Come on, let's have a good fight!"

After successfully refining Shura's essence blood, Ye Feng's physical strength skyrocketed, almost in geometric multiples, and under the muscles of his body, there was a dragon-like power hidden.

There was a hint of emotion in the gladiator's eyes, he actually felt the crisis, and the power that the other party fed back was even stronger than his own.

Ye Feng's combat power increased instantly, and it also attracted the attention of those people in the stands, and they all cast curious glances, how could Ye Feng become more and more courageous.

The eldest prince of Dia had an ugly face, of course, he could see the changes in the scene, he couldn't believe it, Ye Feng was like a little strong who couldn't be killed, but instead used his strength as a gladiator to stimulate the blood in his body, and the rich taste of Shura's essence blood emanated.

The gladiator didn't dodge, but also swept towards Ye Feng with a punch, and the two fists were like a big mountain, and after the rumbling suppression, there were more and more cracks on the ground.

"Click!"

At the moment of contact between the fists, a clear click appeared.

"Whew!"

A hand bone burst out of the gladiator's back, and the entire arm was pierced by Ye Feng and drilled out of the back.

Cruel, domineering, ruthless, killing!

The Shura essence blood stimulated Ye Feng's nerves, wanting to nibble at the other party and devour a qiē, especially with more Shura essence blood in the other party's body, Ye Feng was very eager and wanted to devour it.

"Ahh

The gladiator let out a terrible scream, he was human, he also had pain, his arm was scrapped, and he let out a roar of pain.

Ye Feng didn't give up, his body moved, and with another punch, he attacked the gladiator again.

Losing his right fist, the gladiator still had his left fist, and intercepted it towards Ye Feng.

This time, Ye Feng did not directly attack his fist, but his body suddenly squatted, his legs drew an arc on the ground, and a single punch hit the gladiator's wrist.

"Click!"

There was another clear click, and the gladiator's left arm was broken by Ye Feng's block, and his elbow became two.

Although it was not blown up, the elbow was broken, and the power could not be transmitted, and the left hand was basically useless.

The gladiator was worthy of the god of immortality, even if he was injured, he didn't frown, and took his whole body towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng admired the spirit of the gladiators very much, but in the gladiatorial arena, only one person could go out, and there was no choice.

Facing the huge body that came over, Ye Feng didn't dodge, his fists were like a dragon going out to sea, directly sweeping thousands of troops, and shaking the huge body out.

"Boom!"

The gladiator's body slammed to the ground, and a humanoid crater appeared in the ground.

Having lost his two arms, the gladiator's combat power has been reduced by less than three percent, even if he has a strong body, he can't exert it, in terms of strength, now Ye Feng surpasses him too much.

Successfully refining eight drops of Shura essence blood, Ye Feng's physical body level rose to a new level.

Barely getting up from the pit, the gladiator's eyes are resolute, even if he dies, he will not frown, this kind of warrior spirit is extremely prevalent in the Western world.

"You take the initiative to admit defeat now, I can spare your life!"

Although he knew that there was more Shura essence blood lurking in the other party's body, Ye Feng was not a murderous maniac, if the other party could take the initiative to admit defeat, he would consider sparing his life.

The eldest husband has something to do and something not to do, although some things can be obtained lightly, but Ye Feng is not the kind of person who loves to kill.

The gladiator smiled dismally, for him, as long as he lost, it was death, and he would rather die in the gladiatorial arena with dignity than die in prison, and if he failed, he would also die when he went back, and it could be an even more cruel death.

Ye Feng understood a bit from his eyes, and he also knew that the ending of the gladiators, there were basically few beautiful endings, and they all stayed in the gladiatorial arena miserably.

The huge body collided towards Ye Feng, and a sentiment of seeing death as if it were home filled the entire gladiatorial arena, and everyone was infected, although it was a gladiator of the Dia royal family, this kind of warrior spirit deserved the respect of everyone present.

Ye Feng stood in place, a terrifying aura emanating from his body, the power of thunder and lightning flickered endlessly, Ye Feng didn't want him to suffer more.

Bundles of thunder and lightning appeared, turning into a spear, this is the evolution of qi strength, Ye Feng fused his fist strength into the thunder and lightning to form this spear.

"Whew!"

As the gladiator approached, the spear passed through his body, and a stream of bloody arrows shot out, and the gladiator froze in place.

"Hey, hey!"

The gladiator had a satisfied smile on his face, such a death was the best ending, there was no anger, there was a kind of relief pleasure.

Looking back on the past, the gladiator's eyes revealed a trace of sadness, since he was a few years old, he was tempered by various drugs every day, fought with demon beasts, and whipped his body with a leather whip every day.

Over the years, they have long been numb and have become ruthless, but who knows the pain in their hearts, they have been captured since childhood, and they are subjected to inhumane cruel training, in order to be admired.

Ye Feng finally freed them, so as not to suffer more, sometimes death is the best destination.

Although Ye Feng didn't know what he had experienced, he could see something in his eyes, the desire for death and the yearning for survival were in the middle of two extremes.

The gladiator's desire for freedom, his desire to live a normal life, and his desire for death, from which he could get rid of it, are two extremes that manifest themselves in a person.

The spear solved a qiē and successfully freed the gladiator from this painful life, living in a dark prison every day, living a dark life.

The body slowly fell backwards, and ten drops of Shura's essence blood actually broke free from his body and escaped, trying to find a new host.

Once the essence blood of Shura is awakened ninety, it can have a trace of Shura's artistic conception, it seems that the essence blood in the body of this gladiator has awakened more than ninety percent, which is not much different from the essence blood of Shura in Ye Feng's body.

"Give me back!"

At the moment when the Shura essence blood appeared, Ye Feng made a big move, firmly grasped the ten drops of Shura essence blood in his hand, and directly threw it into the Nine Hell Demon Ding, and began to refine.

Thirteen drops plus ten drops, Ye Feng already had twenty-three drops of Shura essence blood in his body, once he successfully refined these ten drops, his physical body would be improved again.

The surprisingly calm of the entire Royal Gladiatorial Arena seemed to sense the yearning for freedom in the heart of the gladiator, and began to pay high respect to Dia Gladiator.

At this moment, there is no distinction between countries, only spiritual exchanges, and I hope that this gladiator, who has not yet died completely, can receive spiritual comfort.

Feeling the spiritual support around him, the gladiator died quietly, peacefully, with no trace of pain on his face.

At this time, the Royal Gladiatorial Arena began to boil and began to call, but soon, they did not know Ye Feng's name.

A vigorous gladiatorial battle finally came to an end, the iron fence on the side of the Dia royal family did not rise, and the prince Dia sat back on the chair weakly.

When the last gladiator died completely, the Grand Prince of Dia realized that he was in an unprecedented crisis.

He could even clearly feel that the attitude of the seven entourages behind him had changed.

This time, he took the initiative to ask the royal lord of Dia, hoping to marry a Persian princess, and also took this opportunity to hype up the strength of the Dia royal family.

Now stealing chickens and rice is not a recipe for rice, not only did he bury the three gladiators, but the task was not completed, and after he went back, he would definitely be attacked by other princes, and he would be accused of being a woman and leaving a national shame.

"Emperor Dia's nephew, if you don't have a strong gladiator, this gladiatorial competition will be even if our Persian royal family wins!"

Hai Wuya is in a good mood.

Hai'er didn't speak, stood up, turned to leave, and when he left, his eyes glanced at Ye Feng again.