A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2033: I choose to kill you!

Latest website: A young man wearing a green robe came to the square and walked towards the huge cage where the sword slave was sealed.

Seeing him walking towards this side, the four Eight-Star Martial Kings immediately looked at Chen Feng with cold expressions on their faces, and their voices were cold: "Where did this young boy come from? Get out of here! This is where you can come. Place?"

Chen Feng seemed to have not heard what they said. He just shouted loudly: "Uncle Dao!"

Chen Feng's words were full of emotion and a hint of excitement.

Uncle Dao, who was lying in the cage and seemed to be unconscious, suddenly trembled after hearing Chen Feng's voice, and then raised his body.

His eyes were extremely ferocious and full of chaos, but when he looked at Chen Feng and stared at Chen Feng, the chaos quickly faded away and suddenly became clear.

He looked at Chen Feng, as if he sensed something or thought of something, and shouted loudly: "Young Master, Young Master, is it you?"

"Yes, Uncle Dao, it's me! It's me! Do you remember it?" Chen Feng's face was full of excitement, and his eye circles were even a little red.

When he thought that Uncle Dao had suffered so much over the years, he felt extremely uncomfortable!

Uncle Dao couldn't control his emotions at all. He suddenly lay down in the cage and cried loudly. While crying, he shook the chains wildly, as if he wanted to break free.

But unfortunately, after he slashed with that sword, he had very little strength left. I am afraid that he is no match for Chen Feng now, let alone break free of the chains!

Seeing this scene, everyone around them was in an uproar: "It turns out that this young man is actually related to Dao Slave!"

"Listen to this, their relationship is very close, and he actually calls the sword slave Uncle Dao!"

"Haha, no matter what his relationship is, he will die here today. Since the Colosseum knows that he has a relationship with the sword slave, he will definitely not let him go!"

"That's right, the Colosseum has always been ruthless in its actions. They will definitely cut the grass without eradicating the roots. They will not let this boy go!"

The skinny young man who was next to Chen Feng with a proud face was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips disdainfully and said: "This guy really knows how high the sky is and how high he is. If you can endure it, at least you can keep one today. Life, but now, I’m afraid you can’t even save your life.”

Some of the people sighed, and some gloated, but no matter what, they all felt that the young man in green robes would probably have to answer here today.

At this time, the chief executive of the Colosseum also frowned, looked at Chen Feng, and said coldly: "Young man, what is your name?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "Chen Feng!"

"Chen Feng, right? Very good!" The chief executive smiled coldly, with a hint of ferocity in his smile, and said softly: "You don't need to know my name, you just need to remember the Colosseum These four words are enough."

"Remember that after you go to hell, tell people that you died in our hands, and remember that when you are reincarnated in the next life, you will come to our Colosseum for revenge!"

Chen Feng looked at him and said lightly: "You mean, I will die here today?"

"That's right!" the boss said proudly: "You will definitely die today!"

Chen Feng said lightly: "I don't think so. Not only will I not die today, but I will also rescue Uncle Dao!"

"What?" When the boss heard this, he was stunned.

Then the next moment, the stunned expression turned into a look of disdain.

He burst out laughing: "Arrogant boy, do you know what you are talking about? Do you still want to rescue him? Are you dreaming?"

"With your strength, do you think I can't see through it? You're just a five-star Martial King, and you still want to rescue him? You're too ignorant!"

The people around him all burst into laughter and looked at Chen Feng as if they were crazy.

"This boy is so arrogant!"

"Yes, at his age, he can reach the five-star Martial King level, and his strength is very good, but it is a pity that he encountered the Great Colosseum. The Great Colosseum is one of the largest and most powerful forces in the ancient city of Condor. One, there are countless masters!"

"It is unlucky for Chen Feng to encounter the Colosseum today. Chen Feng, a five-star martial king, is no different from an ant in the eyes of the Colosseum. He will be crushed alive today!"

The skinny young man from before shook his head and said with disapproval, "This Chen Feng is just looking for death!"

Chen Feng looked at the chief executive and repeated what he said before: "I must rescue Uncle Dao today!"

The boss said impatiently: "Rescue him?"

A sly smile suddenly appeared on his lips, he looked at Chen Feng and said jokingly: "If you want to rescue him today, there is nothing you can do. You just need to defeat the ten masters under me."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and ten figures suddenly appeared behind him.

These ten people are both male and female, old and young, but no matter who they are, they all exude a huge aura.

This momentum means that they are the weakest in the middle stage of the Seven Heroes Martial King!

Chen Feng glanced around and roughly observed their strength.

Among these ten people, three are in the middle stage of Seven-Star Martial King, four are at the peak of Seven-star Martial King, and three are in the early stage of Eight-star Martial King!

They all looked at Chen Feng with sneers on their faces, full of ridicule and ridicule.

Some people smiled and said to the big boss: "Big boss, you are looking down a bit too much on us for asking us to deal with this little brat?"

A burly man rubbed his fingers and smiled at the chief executive: "I can crush such a five-star Martial King's brat to death with just one finger. How can I use him and others?"

The boss has always been extremely cautious, and he also feels that he is making a fuss out of a molehill, but there is always nothing wrong with being careful!

The burly man said loudly: "Master, let me kill him without bothering anyone else."

The boss nodded: "Okay, Luo Qiang, then you will play the first game."

"Yes!" Luo Qiang laughed loudly, jumped down from the high platform, and landed in front of Chen Feng.

He raised his chin, pointed at Chen Feng, and said, "Boy, choose a way to die."

"Do you want to have your heart broken by me and die, or have your whole body torn apart by me, or have your head smashed into pieces and die? These three are my favorite ways to kill, which one do you choose?"

There were whispers all around.

"This Luo Qiang is very famous among the thugs in the Colosseum~IndoMTL.com~!"

"Yes, he is not the strongest, but a mid-stage Seven-Star Martial King. But he is definitely the most vicious one, and those who fall into his hands rarely remain intact."

"Now, Chen Feng is finished. If he meets an opponent like Luo Qiang, he will definitely die!"

"He deserves it. The moment he stood up just now, his fate for the day was announced!"

Chen Feng looked at him and suddenly said lightly: "I choose the fourth path."

"What? The fourth way?" Luo Qiang raised his eyebrows: "Where is the fourth way to choose?"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "That's the fourth way!"

His voice suddenly rose, and he roared: "Kill you!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng moved forward quickly, raising his hands high, and the powerful power of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was condensed between his hands.

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