Although Kang Teyou is the gold medal commentator of the Moteng Colosseum, he is just a first-order magician, and he is completely a guy who eats by playing tricks.

Therefore, in the face of Qian Bufeng's hard blow, he didn't even have time to react.

Bang!

A muffled sound followed by a scream came out almost simultaneously, and Kang Teyou's face was already hit hard by Qian Bufeng.

In an instant, I saw that his facial features became distorted and hideous, his mouth was crooked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".

In the midst of this gushing blood, there was also a broken front tooth.

Then, Kang Teyou's figure instantly flew away from the suspended stone platform under his feet, and after shooting straight forward for a distance of hundreds of meters, he slammed into the audience with a "boom" before stopping, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Qian Bufeng didn't look at him, his body fell to the ground steadily, and then he opened his throat and shouted: "Why, isn't there a single one in the entire Moteng Colosseum that can fight?"

Before the words fell, only a few snorts were heard, and in an instant, more than a dozen black-clothed men with spears rushed out from all directions.

These black-clothed men brandished spears to surround Qian Bufeng, and then rushed up with shouts.

Qian Bufeng quickly looked around, and after discovering that these black-clothed people were just some ordinary warriors, he sneered twice, and didn't pay attention to them at all.

"Lie down for Lao Tzu!"

After a shout, his figure flashed several times in succession, his fists and feet were swung out, and only a few muffled sounds were heard, and the dozen or so black-clothed people had all been knocked down.

One by one, they lay on their backs and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Shout!

At this moment, a rapid breaking wind came, and suddenly a black shadow swept out of the oblique thorn.

The speed of this black shadow was extremely fast, and I saw his figure flash twice, and when his figure froze, he had already appeared three meters in front of Qian Bufeng.

Qian Bufeng was slightly startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the man's whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, and even his hands were retracted into his wide sleeves.

Only his white, bloodless face was revealed, with scarlet eyes, pointed ears and nose, and a cruel and indifferent smile on his thin, knife-thin lips, as terrifying as a vampire.

"Truly, you dare to make trouble in the Colosseum, are you impatient!"

His voice seemed to come from his throat, sharp and hissing, giving people goosebumps all over his body.

Qian Bufeng glanced at the two black and white magic balls on his chest on his cloak, and said, "Do even second-order magicians dare to be arrogant in front of the master?

The man laughed strangely when he heard this, and said in his penetrating voice: "A nine-fold quenched immortal pig cub is so arrogant! My name is Sen Rose, remember this name carefully, lest when the King of Yama asks you whose hands you died, you can't tell clearly!"

As soon as the words fell, Senros formed a spell mark in his hand, chanted demon words, and after a few buzzing sounds, the wide cloak on his body suddenly fluttered automatically without wind.

When the magic energy was drumming, the black mist frantically gathered, and a ghost shadow was formed in an instant.

The ghost figure was only half of its body floating in the air, with a hideous face, a pair of blood-colored eyes, a long tongue and fangs, and a pair of pointed ghost claws.

Roar!

It raised its head to the sky and let out a terrible roar, and then the ghost hand shook it hard, and suddenly the black mist gathered, and a moment later, it condensed into a ghost-headed broadsword with black light in his hand.

The man shouted sharply: "Go on Shura Ghost, tear this Xiuxian pig to pieces for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the half-ghost figure swung a black ghost-headed broadsword towards Qian Bufeng and slashed at him.

Qian Bufeng looked at this ghost, felt the energy fluctuations emanating from it, sneered twice, and said, "You dare to call it a Shura ghost just because of this half of the black mist?! I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding of the word 'Shura'!"

As he said this, he clenched his five fingers into perfection, and the flashing thunder wrapped up, and when the half of the ghost figure came closer, he suddenly threw a fist.

"Thunder Strike!"

I only heard Qian Bufeng shouting, and then his thunderous punch was just in the same place as the ghost-headed broadsword in the ghost's hand.

Boom!

The two held each other for less than three seconds, and a thunderbolt burst sounded, and then the ghost-headed broadsword began to crack inch by inch, turning into a pitch-black mist in an instant.

Before this pitch-black mist could dissipate, Qian Bufeng's Thunder Fist had already taken advantage of the victory, and the next moment it directly reached the half of the ghost's body.

Roar!

A terrible cry came out, and the black mist on the ghost's body quickly dissipated under Qian Bufeng's fist.

After only five or six seconds, the half-cut ghost had returned into a black mist.

Whew!

Then a fresh breeze blew, and the black mist went with the wind.

Poof!

At this moment, Nasenrose's already pale face became even paler, and he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and then opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of salty blood.

Obviously, this is because his magic was broken by Qian Bufeng and he was seriously injured.

Sen Rose casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his eyes to look at Qian Bufeng, his expression was full of suspicion, and he hissed: "How is it possible! How could my magic Shura ghost be broken so easily?!! you are obviously only a nine-fold quenching body, how can you break my Shura ghost!"

"Impossible!

He couldn't accept his defeat for a while, and while roaring hoarsely, he turned on the magic energy in his body, and then covered the surface of his body, and actually rushed directly towards Qian Bufeng.

Qian Bufeng looked at the figure of Sen Rose rushing up, shook his head, and said, "As a magician, you dare to rush up and fight with immortal cultivators in hand-to-hand combat, it's like looking for death!"

Magicians and immortal cultivators each have their own strengths and weaknesses.

The advantage of the former is that it takes shape quickly, there are many types of magic, you only need to chant spells and make spell marks to cast magic to attack the enemy, and the magic has a long casting distance, a wide range of spells, and is easy to learn.

The disadvantage is that the mage itself is extremely vulnerable, and needs to keep a safe distance from the opponent at all times during the battle, and try to avoid being close to the opponent.

The disadvantages of the latter are that it is slow to form, it is difficult to cultivate various exercises, and the attack range is shorter, and the attack range is much smaller than that of magic.

The advantage is that the physical fitness of every immortal cultivator is far superior to that of a magician of the same strength level, their foundation is solid, and their physical strength and ability to resist blows are several times or even dozens of times stronger than that of magicians!

Therefore, Senros's behavior now is undoubtedly looking for death in Qian Bufeng's eyes.

"Lie down for me!"

Qian Bufeng's figure suddenly appeared on the side of Sen Rose, who was moving rapidly, and with a deep cry, his fist wrapped in rolling thunder had already smashed into the latter's chest.

Rumble!

In the flash of lightning, a muffled sound came, and Senrose's advancing figure suddenly stopped, and then began to fly backwards backwards.

After flying dozens of meters, he hit the wall heavily, and then he slowly fell to the ground with an extremely painful expression, his eyes closed, and he fainted.

After Qian Bufeng killed Sen Ross three times and five by two, he only felt refreshed, and the power in his body wanted to explode out, and he just wanted to fight him again.

So, he looked around, tore it open and yelled, "Who else?!"

"Who else dares to come out and fight with the master!"