Chapter 43 Fighting 6

Kowloon split out with a knife and directly cut Trek's armor. If it hadn't been for Trek's rapid response, the tall Trek might have been directly torn in half by Kowloon's knife gas.

Just after Trek blocked Jiulong's knife and laughed crazily, Shok Pollard showed unprecedented strength, with a loud bang and a huge hammer directly bombarded the waist of Tlek.

Boom——

The huge hammer hit Trek's back, and the blue fighting spirit devoured Trek's fighting spirit crazily with a strong momentum that destroyed everything. At the same time, Shaw Pollard laughed and said, "Stupid big man, die!"

Boom——

Another hammer of Shock Pollard suddenly hit, and the bearer's powerful momentum hit the back of Trek's back again. Trek was caught off guard and was bombarded by shock by shock Pollard's heavy hammers one after another. With a click, there was a sound of broken bones from his back waist. No need to think about it. At this time, Telek was already a strong crossbow. In the end, he was directly smashed by Shaw Pollard, and there was nothing he could do to fight!

"Damn!" Trek was attacked by Shock Pollard and directly broke his back. His face was painfully twisted, and he turned around with difficulty. The huge double-edged tomahawk in his hand fell to the ground with a click, splashing dust all over the sky.

"You! You are plotting, you can't die!" A trace of blood fell from the corners of his mouth, put his hands on his waist, trying not to fall down by himself, and kept cursing, "You can't die!"

"Ignorant big man, it's not just two hammers that kill you!" At this time, Jiulong's feet bounced violently and jumped up one step, like an eagle spreading its wings, dancing nine days, spreading in the air, and the long sword directly cut to Tlec's neck!

"Little son of a bitch!" Trek's face was twisted, and he just turned his head, but he heard the strong wind suddenly rise and cut directly at his neck with the momentum of wind and thunder.

"Die!" Trek suddenly turned around, bulging his strong fighting spirit, and trying to cover his whole body. His huge palm suddenly poked out and directly grabbed the sword shot at Jiulong.

"Hmm!" Shock Pollard tolerated Tlek's arrogance, the hammer waved again, and the roar was endless, and finally shouted, "Dead!"

Boom——

Another hammer. With this hammer, Shock Pollard tried his best. With the blue water fighting spirit, he directly bombarded Trek's back with an indestructible and powerful momentum.

Trek's back has been bloody and fleshy, and he was repeatedly attacked by Shaw Pollard. He finally couldn't stand such a heavy blow. The fighting spirit just dissipated and his face was desperate. At this time, he could no longer feel pain, some were just numb, and some were just thirst for life...

"Death!" Kowloon was like an eagle plucking the rabbit, rubbing the sword in the air, and suddenly cut to the desperate Trek. Seeing Trek's face full of horror and strong desire to survive, the purple light flashed in his eyes, suddenly closed, and the long knife suddenly waved F!

Stab!

The sound of flesh and blood split came. Jiulonghuo stood on the spot and gently opened his eyes. What came into his eyes was still bloody. A big head rolled out, and the whole two meters tall body fell down. The blood shot a meter high and splashed on the ground everywhere.

Jiulong gently opened his eyes, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and his expression was slightly desolate. He looked at Shock Pollard, who was not far away, grinned and said, "Good job!"

"Hmm!" Shock Pollard was not ardentful, snorted, and left a sentence unwarmly, "There is also a man-eating beast. Let's celebrate a short victory after killing this beast!"

"Haha!" Jiulong laughed and said, "Okay, let's talk about it after slaughtering this man-eating beast!"

Wow! Buff!

Shake Pollard was not as fast as he could speak. His scarlet tongue licked his lips, and the two huge hammers hit each other, making a rattling sound. He moved slowly step by step and forced him towards Ficles.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Fochris was not afraid at all. He fixed his eyes and watched Jiulong and Shok Pollard cooperate with each other and killed the violent bull-like Tlek. He was clear about the conspiracy and tricks with the two people. Suddenly, he laughed, roared like a beast, and the shaking of the real arena tremor.

"Fad Trek deserves this punishment!" Jiulong casually tore off a piece of coarse cloth, slowly wiped the blood stains on the long knife, and said slowly.

"Report your life!" At this moment, Shock Pollard's huge double hammer forward finger roared like thunder, rolling for a long time.

"Like you wish, my name is Ferris!" The beast-like Fuchris narrowed his eyes slightly, and the steel claws in his hand gently slid to the ground and made a harsh sound. "You two go together. Let me see what's extraordinary about the two fifth-level warriors, killing the sixth-level warriors one after another!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Shock Pollard's ferocious face shrugged gently, with a big mouth and a smile, "Our cards are only known to the dead!"

"Arrogant!" Ferris licked his lips, and his brown eyes glanced at the sky obliquely. Immediately after that, his eyes swept, and the violent billions of people shouted repeatedly, shouting crazily, ups and downs of each other, one wave higher than another! His eyes turned again and finally fixed on the rostrum.

"Dirty nobles, it seems that there will be a bloody battle today. I, Fuchris, secretly swear that as long as I can get freedom, I will work hard to practice, achieve the supreme peak, and kill all the nobles. I hate the sky without eyes... Heaven has no eyes!"

Suddenly, the hoarse and low voice of Ferris sounded again, and this time he said to Jiulong, "I heard them call you Crosas. Is Crosas your name!"

Jiulong looked at Ferris in a stature, hesitated for a moment, nodded gently, and then shook his head again. A faint voice slowly came, "My name is Crosas, but not Crosas... but Jiulong!"

"Krosas... Kowloon..." Ferris chewed Jiulong's name and suddenly laughed out loud, "Interesting and interesting!"

"In the last battle, I have a request!" A trace of softness suddenly appeared in Ficris's ferocious eyes, which was as delicate as spring breeze and rain, but it flashed away, and the infinite tenderness made Jiulong think for bursts.

"Okay, if I can be free, then I will try my best to complete your request!" Jiulong's voice was also low and slowly said.

"If you win, please promise me to find my sister Salina on Dobby Island in the Great North and take care of her!" Fkris's voice is like a spring breeze, slowly rippling, warming people's hearts!

"Salina!" Jiulong was stunned and couldn't help thinking of an elderly gladiator. He was an old man whose name was Erke, a gladiator in West Asia Manor. Unfortunately, he died under his own sword.

Suddenly, an indescribable emotion rippled. In the dark, he saw a small tribe struggling to climb mountains, cross swamps, and struggle to avoid various wars. In order to survive, they kept struggling, working hard and climbing.

In the crowd, a beautiful girl, shouldering the future of the whole ethnic group, with her faint eyes transcending time, crossing space, and scanning the arena here. Maybe... After today, poor Salina has no relatives anymore!

Jiulong nodded gently and said in a low voice, "I agree to your request. As long as I am free, I will revitalize that small tribe!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Fekiris laughed, his voice was desolate and helpless, tragic and vicissitudes, and his fierce eyes looked at Jiulong seriously. Suddenly, he had a feeling of déjà vu, "Why do we need to meet and know each other!"

"I feel the same way!" After listening to Ficles's words, the loneliness in his eyes suddenly trembled, and an impulse to meet late slowly bred. The whole cruel arena suddenly became children's love, giving people a sense of absurdity.

Beng-Beng-

Shark Pollard gently licked his lips, a pair of big hammers broke the silent scene, and the rough voice sounded like thunder, "Feckris, if I can get freedom, I will also agree to your request! Let's start fighting now!"

brush——

Suddenly, Feckris flashed fiercely and roared at the sky. He looked at Jiulong and Xiaoke Pollard evilly. His scarlet tongue and gently licked his lips. "Don't worry, I'm not a soft egg. Come here. Naturally, my sister has me to protect her. It's not your turn!"