This is the body of a young man.

This body was originally blindly retreating under the counterattack of the guards, but when he was attacked from three sides, he was bound to die.

The three guards were able to see the eyes of the fighting beasts suddenly changed, and their original horror disappeared, turning into strong anger!

The three guards hated this kind of look. What they wanted to see was the despair and fear of these beasts that were inferior to those of these beasts!

The figure in front of them suddenly turned into a rapidly shaking red shadow, accompanied by the flashing red sword light-

The final battle!

The three guards saw a red shadow in front of them, a sword light flashed, and then the figure appeared again.

All the swords in their hands fell through the side and soon sagged weakly.

The three guards felt like they were spinning, and then they saw that only half of their bodies remained...

There are far more than three of them who were cut into two pieces like this.

Puff, puff, puff... A series of fallen thirteen earthly immortals landed on the ground and formed the figure of the Yangtze River Delta.

Several earthly immortals on the side had already swung their swords to approach before they realized the situation. Ding Wen lowered his head, supported the ground with one palm, stepped on several people's toes one after another, and the short knife in his hand immediately injured the legs of the earthly immortals.

The gorgeously dressed Colosseum boss's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, staring at the fighting beast that killed more than a dozen guards in an instant. His eyes were filled with instinctive fear. Seeing the figure strode towards him, he roared and waved his sword and ordered: "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him--"

More earthly immortals focused on Ding Wen. They left behind their targets they were chasing and rushed towards him. More than forty earthly immortals were holding weapons of different shapes, each of them was full of murderous aura.

Seeing that the circle of people approaching was about to attack, Ding Wen suddenly turned into a ball of golden light!

The golden light rushed forward at a rapid speed, the cold light was ahead, and the golden afterimage was behind--

The earthly immortals blocking the front, their bodies were penetrated and their faces were lost...

A series of earthly immortals were knocked away by a powerful impact force, and their bones were broken and they fell heavily.

The golden light suddenly knocked away the obstacle. The mortal body of the fighting beast was far less powerful than the immortal body, but it was enough to deal with the earth immortal.

Ding Wen's knife has hit the neck of the boss of the gorgeously dressed Colosseum—

The blade cuts the flesh and blood, flows, wets the collars, and dyes the silk cloths on an increasingly large range.

"You--" The boss of the Colosseum looked at the anger burning in his eyes in front of him, feeling the coldness of the blade on his neck that could be killed at any time. He did not dare to use a condescending tone anymore, but tried to say sincerely: "I like your ability. Follow me from now on, and no longer have to be a fighting beast. I will let you take charge of all the guards of the Colosseum!"

Ding Wen silently squeezed open the palm of the boss holding the sword, then took his sword and pressed it against his neck. The simple and grinded knife used by the beast-fighting body that he had held was suddenly inserted into the belly of the boss of the boss.

A group of guards threw themselves into the rat and did not dare to come forward. They threatened excitedly: "You still have a way out if you let go of the game! Otherwise, you will be chopped and fed to the wolf!"

Ding Wen pulled a square scarf from the boss of the Colosseum, wiped the blood from his face, and said slowly: "When a person dies, you can chop the person into pieces and feed the wolf or bury it well. There is no difference for the dead. Chop the person into pieces to save the monkey, and it is for the living to see."

After Ding Wen finished speaking, the square scarf was covered in blood. He lost it and was waiting for the boss of the Colosseum. "You are the best at this. How many unqualified fighting beasts are chopped and fed to the wolf by you?"

"You can bring up whatever you want! I can satisfy you!" The boss of the Colosseum did not answer.

He couldn't figure out how the beast fighting in front of him could say so many people to understand, and even more so where he learned it, such a powerful skill.

But these are not important. What is important is how to get the fighting beast in front of you to remove the sword.

Ding Wen grabbed the boss of the Colosseum's hair and forced him to turn his head to look at the beasts that fell to the ground, as well as the beasts that retreated from both sides and gathered spontaneously behind him.

"I want them to have normal growth experience, want the dead beasts to survive, want them to learn the language that humans should know, and want them to know this world. Please meet my requirements!" Ding Wen's voice became louder and louder, and finally became a loud cock!

Ding Wen looked into the eyes of the boss of the Colosseum, but he could not see any guilt or shame in his eyes. He could only rack his brains to find a way to get rid of the cunning situation.

"Yes, I'm too cruel to them. I promise that I will compensate you and do my best to compensate you, and I will definitely compensate you in place! But you can't let them go. They are different from you. They are beasts and can't do anything. Letting them go will cause chaos, or serious chaos! As long as you are willing to keep them, you can leave, and you can take all the compensation you give you alone!" The boss of the Colosseum could only explain it to reason and lure it to profit.

There is no more effective method than this, and even reasoning is redundant in most cases, just to make it easier for some people to accept the subsequent benefits.

"You are sorry to them. All the people who keep fighting beasts in captivity are sorry to fighting beasts. But they cannot let them be free. For the safety of more innocent people, they must be sacrificed." Ding Wen said, the anger in his body became more and more intense. He really couldn't stand this shameless argument. "You have committed sins with your own hands, how can you tell justice with confidence? I am really - it's purely unnecessary to talk nonsense to you!"

Ding Wen tightened his sword, looked up at the group of earthly immortals, and threw out the request. "Prepare enough carriages, no one is allowed under the carriage, and the coachman must be ordinary people. Put more money on the car..."

Ding Wenzheng said, and suddenly took the boss of the Colosseum to take a quick step back.

A chain hammer fell from the sky, fell from the sight of the boss of the Colosseum, and fell to the ground and into the ground.

Ding Wen looked up and looked at the woman attached to the ceiling, her arms, neck, and face covered with scars, and her eyes were filled with unwilling reluctance and anger.

"You must understand one thing - I asked him, but I just don't want to kill you all, and I can save some trouble by the way. I don't have to find so many carriages by myself. If you do extra things, he will die; you will die too. I hope you don't regard my words as a bluffing threat!" After Ding Wen said that, he shouted loudly: "Go and prepare the carriage immediately!"

The earthly immortals dare not act rashly, and the scar woman on the ceiling dare not take action at will.

But they didn't believe Ding Wen's arrogant words, but just because they were afraid of being attacked by the mouse.

Several earthly immortals went to find a carriage and prepared money.

Ding Wen gestured and led a group of beasts out.

Outside, all eight carriages were ready.

There was no one under the car, and in the open car door, there were gold and silver visible to the naked eye and boxes of copper coins.

Ding Wen looked at the driver one by one, which was the most unstable factor next.

But there is no way to solve it. Ding Wen has only one person, and these beasts cannot drive, and there must be a coachman when he leaves.

"I'm at the end, it's better for the coachman to be just a coachman. If you have small moves, don't blame me for being rude." Ding Wen felt that this level of threat might not work, but he thought of the next way to prevent the coachman from making fun of it.

By gestures, the beasts finally squeezed into the carriage in batches.
Chapter completed!