One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Heng's eyes sank slightly. This monster who called himself a bloodthirsty devil didn't look like a brain, but the strength he showed was quite good.

Both his strength and speed were top-notch.

And he had not reached the realm of destruction. He should be a special existence in Changshengtian.

"But it's good this way. When such prey is torn to pieces, it will definitely burst out a different roar." Su Heng grinned, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Bang!

He stretched out his hand to block it.

Abbas had a look of disdain on his face, and the audience around him laughed loudly.

Su Heng still maintained his human form, while Abbas was as strong as a red hill.

The two were completely disproportionate in size. The giant axe that fell from the sky seemed to smash Su Heng into a pulp alive, instead of simply splitting him in half.

"Too stupid, too stupid!" Abbas laughed loudly, his hair and beard all stood up in excitement, "How can the power of ants stop a car!?"

Boom!

A loud noise came.

In the Colosseum, Abbas's excited laughter came to an abrupt end.

Su Heng's body stood still, and Abbas's full-strength attack was blocked without any injury.

What's more terrifying is that at the moment of contact between the two, the power contained in the giant axe seemed to disappear out of thin air. There was no huge explosion in this attack, and there was no crack spreading under Su Heng's feet. It looked like a martial arts master's performance of lifting heavy objects with ease. The audience around him made a "hush~" sound, thinking that Abbas was deliberately teasing his prey.

But Abbas's head was almost sweating.

Even if he didn't have much brains, he realized at this time that the humanoid creature in front of him was an existence that he could not figure out.

But...

Just like Abbas said before.

According to the rules in the original blood river, as long as you step onto this battlefield.

Then you must decide the winner and the loser, and decide life and death. The huge throne built with skulls and cast in brass never cared where the blood came from.

"Roar!" Abbas roared, "You're playing tricks!"

The muscles on his arms swelled, and blood flowed in the thick blood vessels, which protruded from under the red skin and kept wriggling, looking like a forest python wrapped around his body. Large pieces of blood burst out from Abbas' pupils, and the whole person bullied and pressed all his strength on the giant axe.

"You disappoint me, you are too weak, the roar of the weak will only make people laugh." Su Heng's voice came without any emotion, like a gentleman sitting at the table about to eat, Abbas felt cold all over.

Boom!

Su Heng swung his arm.

An incredible force passed through the axe and acted on the latter's body.

Like a dark wave coming towards him, Abbas didn't have time to react, and his huge body flew out lightly. When he landed on the ground, there was a heavy thud, dragging a huge gully more than ten meters deep on the khaki ground, moving sideways all the way until he hit the wall and caused a collapse, splashing dust, and then he barely stopped.

The cheers in the audience suddenly stopped, and these audiences realized that Abbas was not holding back just now, but Su Heng's strength dominated the game.

After a short silence, the excited roar was like a landslide, resounding through the sky, shaking the entire arena.

In just a moment, Abbas turned from hunter to prey.

Both died.

Abbas was famous in this arena.

He was even bigger, and the blood in his body was boiling hot, like magma that had never cooled down.

Just imagining its head being chopped off and falling to the ground, blood gushing out, the audience was so excited that they couldn't help themselves, screaming and jumping from their seats.

"Damn you!" Abbas pushed the stone on him away with all his strength. The screams of the audience made him furious. He tried to stand up with great effort. One of his arms seemed to be broken, and the bloody axe also flew far away. But it didn't matter. He still had a machete in his left hand, with a chain tied at the end, which was further wrapped around his thick arm.

He stood up with great effort. The strong muscles restored the broken bones to their original position, and then grew and healed quickly.

The heart was beating in the chest, so violently that the membrane of the chest began to shake violently, like a war drum beaten by a giant on the city wall.

Courage returned to Abbas' body.

He felt better than ever, enough to tear apart all the enemies in front of him-

The battlefield suddenly became quiet!

The enemy disappeared.

Abbas looked confused and looked around.

The audience in the seats were like insects frozen in amber, with their mouths wide open, but unable to speak, but with fear on their faces.

What on earth happened! ?

This is too weird.

Abbas has fought thousands of battles in this cruel arena, won countless victories, and encountered many unforgettable opponents. But it was the first time that he encountered such a strange scene. Abbas felt his teeth sour, the blood flow slowed down, his body was cold, and fear grew in his heart like seaweed.

Two dark pillars appeared in front of Abbas, and the ground sank slightly.

Lift up, and then up.

"This, fuck..." In Abbas's trembling eyes, he saw a face covered with a mask and a grim smile.

A huge body like the ancient demon mountain, a black armor as ferocious as a ridge, explosive muscles, a stream of flames on the chest, a huge chin and a crown-like horn... The game is over, Su Heng tore off his disguise and restored his body. At this moment, he was simply an emperor, sweeping the entire battlefield with the majesty of the waves.

"Weren't you very crazy just now? Come, let me see what you can do?"

Killing is really fascinating, Su Heng has a feeling of releasing himself.

In Abbas's trembling eyes, a dark hand covering the sky and the sun fell from the sky, like a collapsed Buzhou Mountain, with a cold force like a tide.

Abbas had no fighting spirit and could only lie on the ground and flee in panic.

But this arena was blocked on all sides, like a large cage, and it had nowhere to escape from the monster in front of it.

Su Heng held Abbas's neck like he was picking up a puppy, and the latter flew into the air uncontrollably. It was as if the fear of substance emanated from Abbas, making this poor egg even more delicious. Saliva was secreted in the mouth, and the intestines moved, making a thunderous sound.

Su Heng opened his bloody mouth, dragging out silver-white silk threads from his interlaced fangs.

"No, no, no!"

Abbas screamed in panic, swung up the only remaining machete in his hand, and chopped Su Heng's arms and shoulders with all his strength. The two collided violently, sparks flew, and scratches appeared on Su Heng's black armor, but the sharp blade in Abbas's hand was more damaged. After a few times, half of the blade had already flown out.

"The time for the feast has come." The prey struggled more and more violently, which proved that its inner vitality was strong, and the smile on Su Heng's face became more greedy.

He first extended his long, scarlet tongue like a snake and licked Abbas' body.

The monster's saliva was concentrated nuclear waste.

Just one drop was enough to pollute an entire lake, or deform the people of an entire city, making life worse than death.

As the hot tip of the tongue gently brushed across Abbas's raised back, the latter felt as if his body was burning. The highly corrosive saliva seeped into the prey's body and flowed into his limbs along with the high-speed blood. Abbas's reaction became increasingly sluggish, his hands and feet twitched unnaturally, and the whole person fell into a drowsy numbness.

Swish!

The intense stinging woke him up.

Su Heng's sharp teeth tore open the prey's skin and bit the spine.

Like pulling out shrimp thread, he pulled out the bones that supported the body completely, along with a large piece of twisted nerves, and it looked like a jumping centipede was held in Su Heng's mouth. Abbas's eyes bulged, and the whites of his eyes were densely packed with bright red. The indescribable pain made him roar, and even tore the corners of his mouth, but when the pain reached its peak, he could not make a sound.

Cheers came from the mouths of the surrounding audience. They shouted excitedly, and even threw away the fear brought by Su Heng's huge body.

The huge brass throne in the distance seemed to be closer, and the heavy majesty emanated from it.

Blood gushed out from Abbas's cut body, dripping down.

The demon god is not immortal.

And Abbas is the type of berserker, not good at self-healing.

With such a serious injury, coupled with the destruction of the body by radiation, Abbas has no possibility of recovery. His limbs drooped limply, and his eyes were empty. After completely losing the will to fight, he began to wait for death to come.

"It's so boring." Su Heng shook up and down twice, and the wound was further torn open, but not much blood flowed out from it, because the fluids responsible for maintaining life were almost drained from this guy.

"Forget it, who made me a kind-hearted person since childhood." Su Heng sighed.

He was not interested in a lifeless piece of meat. He stretched out his hand to pinch Abbas's head, and with a little force from his five fingers, the latter disappeared from the shoulders.

Su Heng's big mouth opened like a snake, and his chin was raised, swallowing Abbas's whole body in one gulp like sucking noodles. As a battle-hardened gladiator, Abbas's muscles are quite developed, very chewy in the mouth, and even have a slight feeling of getting stuck in the teeth. It can be ranked among the top delicacies Su Heng has enjoyed.

The only pity is that there is too little.

Su Heng's greed has just been aroused.

These pieces of meat can't fill Su Heng's greedy and hungry stomach like the abyss.

But this problem is not difficult to solve. There are still many spectators here. Since the rule here is that only one person can leave alive, it should be okay to kill all these unknown guys.

"Looking directly at the king means that you intend to assassinate the king. Since you have seen me but do not bow down, you have already chosen your own death." Su Heng sneered, and his energy burst out with all his strength, and he soared into the sky at this time.

The rumbling thunder was deafening, and a huge low-hanging black cloud vortex appeared above Su Heng's head in an instant. The swirling black clouds looked like the huge body of a pitch-black dragon. In the midst of lightning and thunder, a huge dragon head with a diameter of more than a kilometer, with lightning in its mouth, actually slowly fell from the sky.

The demons in the audience screamed in fear.

When Su Heng killed Abbas, these little ghosts cheered loudly and were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

But when the same brutal death came upon them, these guys did not show very brave. They pushed each other, fled in panic, and even trampled their companions to death.

"Hahaha!" Su Heng opened his arms, with a giant dragon from the ancient times hovering above his head, his eyes glowing red, and he laughed wildly at this time, "Where can you run to!"

"Roaring Dragon Power·Bitter Sea Thunder Sound!"

Boom!

Su Heng spread his five fingers and lifted them up to the sky.

The thunder that shook the world fell from the sky and turned into a brilliant scepter in his hand.

Billions of electric currents crawled on the ground and in the sky like snakes, and eighteen waterfalls of robbery light fell from the dark clouds. The whole world was roaring. The strong light made Su Heng's huge body only a black silhouette, and only the wild laughter still echoed in the sky, making people desperate.

Swing up, smash down!

The air was pierced in an instant, and a cloud of blue-purple plasma expanded rapidly.

It was like a soap bubble rising on the water, but every spot of light on it was a desperate dark purple, containing a huge amount of high temperature and radiation. Any physical object that touched it was decomposed into the most basic particles in a thousandth of a second, and a strong white light burst out. Hundreds of millions of high temperatures were melting all tangible objects.

Those demons exploded one after another like the sound of firecrackers, and their vitality was quickly drained by Su Heng's demon engine.

Su Heng erupted with destructive power. His body was pitch black, as huge and majestic as an ancient god, but the extremely strong light was like a wave, beating and spreading in all directions. In the end, even the dark clouds in the sky were evaporated, and the arena collapsed. The strong light was like an erupting volcano, rushing straight into the sky.

A sense of weightlessness came from Su Heng's feet, and he knew that he was going to leave this strange place.

Crack!

The surrounding space was like a broken mirror, breaking apart inch by inch.

The chaotic turbulence surged, and the surging power was enough to destroy a small world in Changshengtian.

But in front of Su Heng, it was like an air current blowing on a reef. Su Heng remained motionless. Instead, the layers of frost condensed on his body helped him take away a lot of waste heat. It felt like drinking a bottle of cold drink after intense exercise. At the moment when the last fragment broke, Su Heng looked up in one direction as if he had a spiritual feeling.

Skulls piled up and brass was cast.

The huge throne still stood in the center of this land.

There was originally a raging storm on it, but now there was an afterimage that was somewhat similar to Su Heng.