Peerless Martial Soul

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

Seeing 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 stinky boy? Get out! Is this a place for you to come? "

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

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

And the Uncle Dao, who was originally lying in the cage and seemed to be unconscious, suddenly shook his body after hearing Chen Feng's voice, 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, suddenly becoming a clear light.

He looked at Chen Feng, as if he had sensed something and 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 uncomfortable!

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

But it is 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 knife slave 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 cruel and cruel, absolutely cutting the grass but not rooting it, they will not let this young man go!"

Next to Chen Feng, 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, I don't know how high the world is. If you bear it, you can at least save a life today, but Now, I’m afraid you won’t be able to save your life."

Some of the people sighed, and some gloated, but in any case, they felt that today, the young man in the green robe should be explained here.

But at this time, the chief actor of the Colosseum frowned, looked at Chen Feng, and said coldly, "Boy, 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 these four Colosseum The word is fine."

"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?"

"That's right!" 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, but 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 let out a burst of laughter: "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 it through? It's just a five-star Martial King, and you want to rescue him? You don't know the heights of the sky, right!"

The people around him also made a burst of laughter, looking at Chen Feng with mad eyes.

"This boy is really arrogant!"

"Yes, at his age, he can reach the five-star Wuwang, and his strength is very good, but it is a pity that he ran into the Colosseum, which is one of the largest and most powerful forces in the ancient city of Shenying. There are 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 chief protagonist, 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."

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

These ten people, there are men and women, old and young, but no matter which one, their body exudes extremely large aura.

This momentum means that their worst strength is also in the mid-term of King Qixiong!

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 peak 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 deal with this little boy, are you a bit too despised?"

A burly man rubbed his fingers and smiled at the chief master: "Such a five-star martial king's bastard, I crushed him to death with a single finger. Where can I use him and others?"

The principal 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, and don't bother other people to do it."

The chief 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 shattering, 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 whispering around.

"This Luo Qiang is among the thugs in the Colosseum, 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, and few people 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 eyebrows: "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!"

As he said, Chen Feng's figure moved forward quickly, his hands raised high, and the powerful and powerful force of the dragon descending Arhat gathered between his hands.