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

Chapter 2033 I choose to kill you!

A young man in a green robe came to the square, and then walked towards the huge cage that sealed the slave slaves.

Looking at him coming here, the four Eight-Star Martial Kings immediately looked at Chen Feng with a gloomy face, with a cold voice: "Where is the nasty kid? Get out! Here is where you can come. Place?"

Chen Feng seemed to have not heard what they were saying, he just shouted: "Uncle Dao!"

Chen Feng's words are full of emotion and a touch of excitement.

And the Uncle Dao who was originally lying in the cage and seemed to have been unconscious, after hearing Chen Feng's voice, he suddenly shook all over, and then raised his body.

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

He looked at Chen Feng, as if he had sensed something, thought of something, and shouted: "Little Master, Little 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 even turned red.

The thought that Uncle Dao has suffered so many sins over the years makes him feel terribly uncomfortable!

Uncle Dao couldn't control his emotions at all. He suddenly lay down in the cage, howling and crying, crying and shaking the chains frantically, as if he wanted to break free.

But it's a pity that after he cut out that knife, there is not much strength left. I am afraid that he is not Chen Feng's opponent now, let alone break free of the chains!

Seeing this scene, everyone around was in an uproar: "It turns out that this boy has something to do with the slave slave!"

"Listen to this, they are still very close, he even called the slave knife Uncle Dao!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter what his relationship is, he is going to die here today. Since the Colosseum knows that he is related to the slave slave, then he will definitely not be let go!"

"Yes, the Colosseum has always acted cruelly, absolutely cutting the grass but not rooting it, they will not let this young man go!"

Beside Chen Feng before, the thin young man with a proud face was taken aback for a moment, and then he curled his lips in disdain and said, "This guy, you really don't know how high the world is. If you bear it, at least you can keep one today Life, but now, I’m afraid you won’t be able to save your life."

Some of the people sighed, some gloated, but in any case, they felt that today, this young man in a green robe is probably going to explain here.

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

Chen Feng said lightly: "Chen Feng!"

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

"Remember after going to hell, telling people that you died in our hands, remember that when you come to reincarnation in the next life, come to our Colosseum for revenge!"

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

"Yes!" The chief protagonist said proudly: "You will definitely die today!"

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

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

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

He laughed for a while: "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 read it? It's just a five-star Wuwang, and you want to save him? You don't know the heights of the sky, right!"

As for the people around, everyone laughed and looked at Chen Feng like a madman.

"This boy is really arrogant!"

"Yes, at his age, he can reach the Five-Star Martial King, his strength is very good, but unfortunately, he ran into the Colosseum, which is the largest and most powerful force in the ancient city of Shenying. One, countless masters!"

"Today I encountered the Colosseum. It was unlucky for Chen Feng. Chen Feng, the five-star martial king, is no different from an ant in the eyes of the Colosseum. Today, he will be crushed alive!"

The thin young man before shook his head and said disapprovingly, "This Chen Feng is looking for death!"

Chen Feng looked at the main actor and repeated the previous words: "Today I must save Uncle Dao!"

The principal said impatiently: "Save him?"

He suddenly showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, looked at Chen Feng, and said with a joking expression: "If you want to save him today, there is no way, you only need to defeat these ten masters of mine."

Speaking, he clapped his hands, and behind him, ten figures suddenly flashed.

These ten people, there are males and females, old and young, but no matter which one, their bodies exude an extremely large aura.

This momentum means that their worst strength is also in the middle stage of the Qixiong Wuwang!

Chen Feng glanced at them to roughly observe their strength.

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

They all looked at Chen Feng with a sneer, and their faces were full of ridicule and mockery.

Some people smiled and said to the boss: "The boss, you let us take action against this little boy, are you a bit too despised?"

A burly man rubbed his fingers and smiled at the chief master: "Such a little boy of the five-star martial king, I crushed him to death with a single finger. Where else can I use it?"

The chief executive has always been extremely cautious, and he also feels that he has made a fuss, but there is always nothing wrong with being careful!

The burly man said loudly: "Lord, let me kill him, don't bother other people to do it."

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

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

He raised his chin, pointed at Chen Feng, and said, "Boy, choose your own way of death."

"Do you want to be killed by my heart shattered, or by my body torn apart, or by my head and death? These three are my favorite ways to kill, which one do you choose?"

There was a sound of whispers around.

"Luo Qiang is among the thugs in the Colosseum~IndoMTL.com~ but he is so fierce!"

"Yes, he is not the strongest, but in the middle stage of the Seven Star Martial King. But he is definitely the most fierce one. There are few people who fall into his hands."

"This time, Chen Feng is over. When he meets an opponent like Luo Qiang, he will undoubtedly die!"

"Deserve it, the moment he stood up just now announced his fate today!"

Chen Feng looked at him, and suddenly said indifferently: "I choose the fourth way."

"What? The fourth way?" Luo Qiang raised his brows: "Where can I choose the fourth way?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "The fourth way, that is!"

His voice suddenly rose, and he let out an angry roar: "Kill you!"

Speaking, Chen Feng's figure swiftly moved forward, his hands raised high, and the powerful force of the dragon descending arhat gathered between his hands.