The sky was clear over the city of Rome, and all the citizens of the stands were looking forward to the gladiatorial battles of today, which will be remembered in history.

"Die!"

Wang Zhuo was in mid-air, and his voice resounded like thunder through the heavens and the earth. The glaive knife in his hand refracted the sunlight and flashed the eyes of the first person on the spot, and he slashed his head at the first slave!

The slave's eyes were blurred, and he subconsciously blocked the iron sword in his hand above his head, but there was no sound, and the glaive knife cut off the iron sword and half of his head more easily than cutting tofu. The slave did not howl badly, and when he turned around, he saw that the front half of his head and face were gone, revealing red blood, and the white pulp had spun around twice before falling to the ground. Wang Zhuo exhaled, and the bones of his whole body crackled. At this time, he had recovered the strength he had in the Qing Dynasty, and the strength of several thousand catties was not at all something that ordinary people could fight against.

At this moment, Peng Liguang, who had just gotten up from the ground, let out a miserable scream, and at the same time, the iron chain on their feet tightened, Wang Zhuo slashed and killed three more people, and then looked back, and saw that Peng Liguang's glaive knife was picked up by someone, and after being cut to the ground, he protected his head with both hands.

The man who slashed Peng Liguang was wearing a Roman helmet, short and lean, with a scar from his eye directly to his chin, and his face was extremely vicious. His axes flew in his hands, each blow making a violent metallic sound on his armor.

Wang Zhuo's eyes stared, and with excellent eyesight, he suddenly saw that Peng Liguang's armor had a slight crack under the attack of the double axe!

However, the short-lived slave saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and kicked Peng Liguang to faint, and then turned his head and smiled at Wang Zhuo. He was the champion gladiator of Rome City two years ago, Bacchus, who was no longer a slave and became a free man, but when he heard that two evil gods had fallen from the gladiatorial arena, he naturally wanted to become a god-butcher, and the honor he pursued all his life was even willing to become a slave at the beginning, and now the honor is in front of him. knocked over Peng Liguang and made him more confident.

Bacchus soon fought with Wang Zhuo, Wang Zhuo's knife technique is mysterious, implying supernatural powers, Bacchus did not fall behind at all, the axe pharaoh was very spicy, and the advance and retreat were as fast as lightning made Wang Zhuo more and more frightened. He didn't expect that Rome also had a powerful person similar to the Qing court, and this person's strength was about the same as him, at least 3,000 catties of strength!

Seeing the fierce battle between Bacchus and Wang Zhuo, the citizens and nobles of Rome rejoiced enthusiastically, Greece, Egypt, Seleucid, Macedonia, and Carthage. How many great powers have now become provinces of Rome, and in their genes full of glory and iron blood, there is no respect for God, they only respect the strong, and Bacchus is the strong of Rome.

The remaining twenty or so gladiators also joined the siege of Wang Zhuo after hesitation, and no one paid attention to Peng Liguang, who was lying on the ground and fainted.

Wang Zhuo's big knife quickly pushed forward in the crowd, and slashed two people to death one after another, and slashed straight at Bacchus's back at a sharp angle. Bacchus is mad, and he has been invincible all these years except for a few non-human beings. The initial attack against Wang Zhuo made him like a madman and flew the heads of two companions that he felt were extremely in the way.

When the glaive knife clamp came with the sound of the wind cutting his back, if he hit it solidly, he could cut Bacchus in two, but Bacchus dodged it with the blade in a somersault on the spot. Volleyed an axe to split the big knife, and the other axe went straight to Wang Zhuo's face.

Wang Zhuo was slightly stunned, at this moment he actually felt the threat of death again, and it was even stronger than when he was about to hit him by the red-clothed cannon yesterday! At this time, he slashed his big knife with a backhand. The hilt and the battle axe made a strong and piercing grinding sound, and then a huge force shook Wang Zhuo's hands numbly, barely trying to block Bacchus's axe that was extremely ferocious beyond his strength. Following the knife handle, just a few centimeters from the blade of the axe, the sharp axe was knocked crooked, and the tip of the axe and the blade of the axe passed side by shoulder.

A smile twinked across Bacchus' lips, and he felt that the hope of victory in this battle was great. aroused the endless violence in his heart, and after landing with a roar, the double axe attacked Wang Zhuo again.

Wang Zhuo's arms were sore, and the big knife in his hand turned into a long rainbow and slashed towards Bacchus. The big sword brought a whirring sound of breaking the air, and the momentum was several times stronger than before.

There was another sound of gold and iron, Wang Zhuo hurriedly took a few steps back, each step leading to deep footprints in the yellow sand, and he barely stood still when he was about to get close to Peng Liguang. A gentle breeze blew a few black hairs off his head, caused by Balis's sharp axe blade.

"His axe is not ordinary, and the Seven Warriors have all been damaged. Wang Zhuo's face was still calm, but he was really shocked in his heart. Bai Jing once said that the Golden Armor Seven Love Soldiers are suitable for the demon clan of Cheng Dan, so the silver armor can become the equipment of the foundation building monk, once the foundation is built, the monk has a fundamental difference from mortals from then on. But now Bacchus' two battle axes have split the Glaive Blade!

Wang Zhuo took a deep breath, although the idea was long, but in fact, it only took an instant, his face was not afraid to step forward with the knife again, and with every step he took, the bones made a crackling sound like fried steel beans again, and at this time, his strength reached the top of the suppression of the rules of the world, six thousand catties!

Bacchus' face became solemn, and he shouted angrily at the same time as the three slave gladiators. Wang Zhuo easily looked down at the heads of the three people, the strength of the big knife was still extremely strong, Bacchus had used four thousand catties of full strength before, at this time Wang Zhuo's strength far exceeded him, no matter how many skills were useless at the moment, he couldn't help but take the axe, and the tight axe net revealed a gap.

Wang Zhuo swung his knife and slashed again, there were no spells or magic weapons in the gladiatorial arena, only the most primitive force collided. Instantly picked Bacchus' two tomahawks to the side and passed through the champion's thigh, revealing the tip of the knife on the other side. Draw the knife and slash again.

Bacchus snorted, raised the battle axe and the broadsword and slammed it together, and was shocked by Wang Zhuo's huge force, and the battle axe was officially released. He was about to lie down and roll out, his cheeks were cold, he screamed, the big knife pierced his chin and pierced out of his neck, and then he pulled out the knife, and a column of blood spurted out a meter high.

Wang Zhuo frowned and stared at Bacchus's corpse, and in the cat's eye, a black mist actually floated out of his corpse, and there were countless twisted and painful faces in the black mist who howled in a low voice.

The next moment, the clear sky instantly turned black, dark clouds spread lightning and thunder, and a white thunderbolt shot out of the dark clouds.

"Oh!"

The audience of 90,000 people exclaimed, and the thunder and lightning shattered the black fog that only Wang Zhuo could see, and then fell on Bacchus, and when the sky cleared again, Bacchus's body had turned into flying ashes.

"Thor, Jupiter!"

90,000 people were completely messy. Everyone's eyes were on the Emperor's position, their eyes full of questions, puzzles, and deep panic. But at this time, Commodus did not have any steps to go down at all, and gritted his teeth and reached out to swing.

A violent tremor opened from the iron gate, and 90,000 people turned their heads.

I saw that where the iron gate opened, a strong man who was three meters tall and only wore leather pants came out of it, weighing more than two tons, and every step made the buttocks of the audience closest to him numb due to vibration.

"Phoenix!"

Commodus shouted, and the audience couldn't help but cheer along.

"Phoenix!"

With long hair, Phoenix raised a hammer taller than Wang Zhuo and roared around the audience. After a few laps, I didn't look at the other gladiators who were already paralyzed with fright. He lowered his head and looked down at Wang Zhuo.

"It seems that it is indeed the same as I guessed, this world has been invaded by the Phaseless Heavenly Demon before, and the reason why I was like an ordinary person when I first arrived was because I wore the Seven Emotions Soldier with the breath of the Heavenly Demon. And the slave just now and the current giant are probably the remnants of the Phaseless Heavenly Demon. They didn't recognize the Seven Sentiment Soldiers, it must be that their minds and minds have long been destroyed by the rules, and now only killing remains.

Wang Zhuo thought like this, and Phoenix had already arrived, waving his hand and raising the sledgehammer in front of him. The Colosseum was lifted high, and all the Romans in the stands felt a suffocating pressure coming over them, and they were at least twenty meters away from the center of the Colosseum, and they still felt the ferocity of the hammer. The pressure on Wang Zhuo, who was in the center of the attack, can be imagined.

When the giant hammer was only one meter away from Wang Zhuo, Phoenix yelled again, and the hammer smashed into his head as fast as the thunder and lightning just now!

Wang Zhuo didn't choose to make a hard connection, and was about to retreat quickly, but suddenly felt a huge force piercing out of the yellow sand behind him. There was a bang and the yellow sand and the boulders paved inside shot out in all directions, and in the next moment, Wang Zhuo was hit by a huge force under the hammer!

Even if he had six senses, he couldn't escape, so he had to block the knife in front of him.

With the sound of sonorous sparks, metal cutting through each other. But it has the power to destroy everything. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Zhuo's mouth. The glaive knife in his hand broke in response, and then thousands of catties of body and Peng Liguang on the ground were knocked away by Phoenix with a hammer!

Wang Zhuo saw in the air that it was Phoenix's tail that shot out of the sand behind him just now.

This man has a snake tail with a tip that still resembles a steel hammer!

Phoenix bared his sharp teeth and smiled at Wang Zhuo, who was still flying in the air. Then the snake-tailed giant hammer in the yellow sand flew out again and beat Wang Zhuo back before Wang Zhuo landed, just like waving his hand to play baseball, Phoenix raised the hammer again, and the two arm muscles thicker than the cow's legs twisted into the most terrifying muscles in the world and swung Wang Zhuo into the air again.

Wang Zhuo suddenly fell down, smashing heavily into the yellow sand and flying countless gravels, and countless yellow sand dust exploded in the air.

"Roar!"

Phoenix pulled the snake's tail back, and it was seven or eight meters long, standing high and trembling with his roar.

The Romans had long accepted this strange man, and were about to raise their arms for joy, and the yellow sand had dispersed to silence again.

Phoenix turned his head, the yellow sand dispersed, and Wang Zhuo crawled out of the pit that had been smashed out, kneeling on one knee and panting.

His silver armor was torn all over his body, and his suit jacket was torn apart, revealing the black dragon tattoo on his chest and his strong, powerful six-pack abs.

"Ahem!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spat out of his mouth, but a smile appeared on Wang Zhuo's face. Then the smile became a big laugh, and the laughter was heard clearly by every Roman.

Phoenix's four attacks actually caused endless true elements to pour out of Wang Zhuo's sealed dantian and merge into flesh and blood.

"Boom!"

The mighty True Yuan circulated in the body, rushing and roaring like an endless river converging into the sea. Wang Zhuo felt that his strength instantly skyrocketed and climbed all the way, 10,000 catties, 20,000 catties, 30,000 catties... It didn't stop until 200,000 catties!

The corresponding muscles, bones, muscles, and explosive abilities also deepened with the growth of the force, and the strength was even more like a spiral true qi! He lowered his head and broke the shackles connected to Peng Liguang, and then the earth shook with his feet, rushing like lightning towards Phoenix.

Phoenix reacted very quickly, the snake tail suspended in the air dived into the ground, and the next moment it appeared behind Wang Zhuo and was about to hit Wang Zhuo with the hammer at the top of the tail as it did just now, Wang Zhuo turned around violently and stretched out his hand.

The hammer at the tail collided with Wang Zhuo's flesh palm without a sound, but a stream of air emanated from between the hammer palms, arrogant and domineering. The waves of lawlessness once again set off endless yellow sand.

"Meow!"

This huge roar even caused the entire gladiatorial arena to vibrate, Wang Zhuo grabbed the snake tail with his other hand and tore it hard, and the spiral qi spread down, and the snake tail was torn apart by him from the middle, and countless blood spurted out.

Phoenix's eyes were red in pain, and he picked up an iron sword on the ground and cut off his tail from the root, otherwise Wang Zhuo would tear it all the way and affect his body.

Every grain of yellow sand in the gladiatorial arena was stained with endless blood, Wang Zhuo threw away the snake tail, and after running a few steps, his thighs tense and soared into the sky, and after that, the yellow sand exploded in waves, only to see the tattoo on Wang Zhuo's chest flickering, and the black great sage dragon's head seemed to fly out of his chest.

Phoenix hissed and roared. Trying to endure the severe pain, he swung the hammer at Wang Zhuo, and Wang Zhuo also stretched out his fist.

"Boom!"

Taller than Wang Zhuo, the huge iron hammer with a hammer body like a large stone mill was twisted into an iron twist by Wang Zhuo's spiral strength, and flew high, and there was a bloody arm on the hammer handle.

Phoenix clutched the wound on his severed arm and howled loudly, then his voice stopped.

Wang Zhuo's knee appeared in the pupil.

"Poof!"

At this moment, if there was an X-ray at any time, he saw that Phoenix's broken nose pierced into the brain, and as Wang Zhuo continued to exert force, Phoenix's tonnage body rose into the air, and Wang Zhuo instantly punched out hundreds of punches. The continuous sound of bones breaking reached the ears of all Romans through the special sound processing of the gladiatorial arena.

The spiral force invaded Phoenix's body along Wang Zhuo's fist, and the broken ribs burst out of his chest, and before Phoenix could hit the ground, Wang Zhuo kicked him around again. There was another flurry of punches and kicks, until all the bones shattered out of the flesh like a puddle of minced meat, and Wang Zhuo held Phoenix's face.

Even though the broken bone on the bridge of his nose pierced his brain, Phoenix was still not dead. A large amount of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground, looking directly at Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo smiled slightly, and his forehead hit Phoenix's skull. The entire brain, which was similar in shape to a walnut kernel, broke through the skull and flew out and fell to the ground.

He stood up and patted the sand off his body. Wang Zhuo's eyes looked at the ninety thousand people calmly.

The audience was silent, Wang Zhuo did not pay attention to the Phaseless Heavenly Demon floating out of the minced meat behind him, but dragged Peng Liguang out of the pit and walked to the yellow sand in the northwest corner to stand still, stretched out his thumb and pointed at Commodus who was nearly a hundred meters away from him, and then his thumb was upside down. "Spare your life, wait for me to go back and find out which emperor you are, if it is not within the protection of the rules, you can wait for me to take revenge!"

Commodus didn't understand Huaxia, but he understood Wang Zhuo's gestures. Because of anger, because of fear made Commodus pale, and before he could ask the leader of the Praetorian Guard, Criande, to send an elite Praetorian Guard, the sky pressed again, lightning and thunder, and 90,000 spectators also shouted in shock at the same time!

Commodus turned his head, dark clouds continued, Wang Zhuo stepped on the ground, and a green canvas bag appeared inside. But he didn't open the bag first, but patted the remaining Seven Killer armor.

The only remaining armor was transformed into a throwing spear, and Wang Zhuo held the throwing spear in his hand, looking at Commodus with a cold gaze. Then the two legs stepped lightly on the spot, and before Commodus in the box could react, Wang Zhuo's thighs took two steps and shouted!

"Boom!"

The huge silver lightning accumulated in the sky erupted, and the heaven and earth turned into pure white colors, shining on Wang Zhuo's body, the momentum was like a rainbow, like a thunder god, reflected in the throwing gun, attracting 90,000 eyes!

Commodus stared stunned at the lightning-wrapped throwing gun, his ears roaring and his mind blank. Criande, who was standing beside him, suddenly seriously considered who he should support to be the emperor of the empire after Commodus's death.

With the sound of a spear being thrown into the flesh, the lightning also shattered the black mist that represented the Phaseless Heavenly Demon. All 90,000 people stood up and looked at the emperor's position.

Commodus's fingers holding the glass could not stop trembling, and suddenly there was a red thread on his pale cheeks, and then the red thread slowly widened and blood flowed out. And behind him, the leader of the Praetorian Guard, Kriande, who had been favored for nearly twenty years, looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and then the leader, who should have been sentenced to death next year, fell to the ground and died with a whimper.

"Praetorian Guard, kill him!"

Commodus stood up suddenly, pulled out his iron sword that symbolized his identity, and shouted at Wang Zhuo!

Wang Zhuo had opened the general's green canvas bag, which contained guns and three grenades. He first hung the gun around his neck, pulled out all the broken grenades, and then stood in front of Peng Liguang.

The figure of the Praetorian Guard's war horse had already appeared at the iron gate, and Wang Zhuo stretched out his hand and waved at them.

"Boom!" The continuous sound of explosions rolled up endless sand, and the ground where Wang Zhuo was located sank and collapsed suddenly.

……

A crisp burst of gunfire rang out in the Alps north of the city of Rome, startling a pool of woodbirds. After about ten minutes, a man shouted, "Duobao, let us go!"

It was evening, and a bonfire was burning in the middle of a valley. Several Roman soldiers in red robes, with upper armor and lower shin armor, fell to the ground and were no longer breathing. Peng Liguang had already turned the Seven Love Soldiers into heart guards, and after turning the hare on the bonfire with a bearded face and a ragged linen coat, he said to Wang Zhuo: "Master Wang, it's been almost seven days, right?"

Wang Zhuo's body was also in tatters, and when he heard this, he sat down and said, "It seems that there is a little problem in the middle." (To be continued......)