Chapter 92: Bold Ideas

I saw Qian Bufeng grabbing Kang Teyou's collar, and then pulling it down hard.

Bang!

Kanteyou suddenly fell from above like a cannonball, and a muffled sound was followed by a scream, and he slammed his head into the crack in the ground, revealing only a pair of feet outside, and after two kicks, there was no movement.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on in the Moteng Colosseum! Not even a single immortal cultivator pig cub who has been sealed with aura!"

"It doesn't matter what the hell he does, it's the way to run for his life. ”

As Kang Teyou was defeated by Qian Bufeng, the audience was chaotic again, and a group of nobles rushed to the front and rushed around as if they were dying.

As soon as Qian Bufeng saw them, the anger in his heart rushed up.

"Where to go!"

I only heard him shout, and then his body moved, and he jumped into the fleeing crowd in an instant, using all his strength, knocking down one with one punch and flying one with one kick.

There was a lot of noise like this for half an hour, and there were hundreds of aristocratic spectators who were knocked to the ground by Qian Bufeng and wailed.

And in this process, the Moteng Colosseum only sent out forty or fifty minions, symbolically blocking the money from wind, and not even an entry-level magician was sent.

It turned out that forty or fifty minions were not enough to see.

After Qian Bufeng knocked them over with three punches and two kicks, he sprinkled all the anger in his belly on those aristocratic audiences.

Suddenly, this group of nobles who were high up in the past and looked arrogant all the time, in order to escape the poisonous hands of money, climbed and rolled.

There are people who do everything, but no one dares to confront Qian Bufeng head-on.

Therefore, although the current scene is extremely funny, it is an indisputable fact!

Qian Bufeng chased tens of thousands of aristocratic spectators by himself.

One person chasing tens of thousands of people, what a strange thing.

Although Qian Bufeng is an immortal cultivator, these nobles are ordinary people.

But Qian Bufeng's cultivation is only a nine-fold quenching body, no matter how perverted he is, it is impossible to win tens of thousands of people, right?

To put it mildly, tens of thousands of people have joined forces, and one person can drown the money without wind with a mouthful of spit.

So, why did Qian Bufeng chase tens of thousands of people by himself?

Two words - cowardice!

These nobles are usually high-minded, pampered, and used to being powerful, and there is a magician's guild to support them and solve everything perfectly.

Therefore, when they lost the protection of the Wizards' Guild, they instantly became street rats, and when they encountered something, they could only hug their heads and run away.

Greed for life and fear of death is the root cause of their embarrassment.

However, the embarrassment of these nobles just sets off the majesty of Qian Bufeng at this time.

At this moment, Qian Bufeng really wanted to shout the arrogant words of "You have been surrounded by me alone, hurry up and raise your hands and surrender!"

He had never been so happy as he was at this moment, and he didn't expect that it would feel so comfortable to punch those extremely disgusting people down with his own hands!

So, he grabbed one and knocked over the other, and after half an hour of making a fuss like this, he was finally exhausted and sweated profusely and fell to the ground.

At this time, those aristocratic audiences had already dispersed, leaving only a few hundred unlucky people who had been put to the ground by Qian Bufeng to cover their wounds and wail constantly.

Qian Bufeng was lying on the ground in a large shape, closed his eyes slightly, and was very tired of listening to the screams of the nobles in his ears.

So he yelled again: "Shut up Lao Tzu! Whoever speaks up again, Lao Tzu will beat him!"

As soon as these words came out, the wailing was instantly cut off, and the audience was silent.

What the hell is the Colosseum doing? This time, not a single magician was sent, and they just watched me beat their gold lords and fathers all over the ground?

There were a few big question marks in Qian Bufeng's heart, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

He didn't understand the stakes between the Wizards' Guild and these nobles, and naturally he couldn't figure out why the Colosseum made him act so recklessly.

For things that can't be thought of clearly, Qian Bufeng never thinks too much.

If you can't think about it, don't think about it, just let it be, and do nothing.

Life is too short, so why bother yourself?

Qian Bufeng is in a good mood now, and he will not waste time on these issues.

He just lay here, and after recovering some strength, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind: blow up the Colosseum!

I don't know what the hell these guys are up to, but if they let me go....... Hehe, I'm afraid this Colosseum is about to turn into ruins!

Thinking like this, Qian Bufeng made a move to jump up from the ground, and then looked around, and found that there were no other figures except for the hundreds of people who were knocked to the ground by him.

The guards of the Colosseum are not even ghostly.

Qian Bufeng touched his chin and said secretly: "I'll let you know why I'm called a bomb maniac later!"

Thinking like this, he walked straight back to the dungeon from the passage he had come from, found Nameless, and said, "Senior, you quickly take them out of here!"

Nameless was stunned for a moment, and said, "How do you leave here?"

Qian Bufeng said: "I don't know why, it seems that there is no one in the Moteng Colosseum today. ”

As he spoke, he briefly recounted what had just happened.

Nameless was shocked when he heard this, and even the people in the dungeon who had always ignored everything like dead pigs were stunned for a moment, and then a glimmer of hope burst out of their eyes.

Qian Bufeng looked at this situation, and was overjoyed, and said: "You guys leave quickly, I will completely destroy this man-eating Colosseum!"

Nameless said: "This Colosseum is huge, how can you destroy it alone?" You better take advantage of this rare opportunity to escape with us quickly!"

Qian Bufeng smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, remember, you only have three minutes to evacuate! After three minutes, I want this Colosseum to turn into a ruin!"

Hearing this, Nameless was puzzled, but he didn't ask too much, beckoning the prisoners who had finally become a little angry to escape from the Colosseum unimpeded.

Before leaving, Nameless looked at Qian Bufeng and said seriously: "My name is Shen You!"

After saying that, he took the group and left.

In this process, they really didn't encounter any obstacles.

After they left, Qian Bufeng took out the Qiankun bag on his waist, threw it in his hand twice, and said softly: "I still have a full 100,000 one-star bombs in this Qiankun bag, I don't believe that I can't blow up a Moteng Colosseum!"