The biggest reaction was from the monsters of different shapes, who started shouting and cursing.
After all, the physical body and blood of warriors are extremely powerful, and they all covet them.
If they don't play now, won't they lose a lot of food?
"Is this a warrior from the human race? Bah! He's not strong enough, and his courage is about the same as that of an ant insect!"
"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash!"
"Grandpa, I can crush that beast to death with just one hand!"
The hoarse voice of the man in black robes sounded again: "I am very disappointed that today's warriors are so cowardly and have lost the indomitable spirit of the ancient warriors.
Seeing that martial arts has indeed disappeared, I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad.”
Hearing this, many warriors blushed, but still no one dared to come forward.
Being bloody doesn't mean you are a fool.
Since you know you can't beat him, why would you force yourself to die? After all, you only have one life.
The real person Nong Wenrong would naturally not let things develop like this.
The purpose of today is to temper the beast so that Wanyaoshan can see its potential.
Nong Wenrong began to forcibly order people.
He stretched out his index finger and shot out a non-destructive condensed black light that could accurately hit everyone.
The unlucky ones who are called out, no matter what their wishes are, will have to go on stage with a miserable smile, which is not much different from going to death.
"Go to hell!"
"Damn it, I'll fight you!"
"I don't want to die!...Ah!"
One scream after another sounded out one after another.
The sub-beast becomes more and more courageous as it fights, its ferocity becomes more intense, and its strength becomes even stronger, killing all the warriors on the field.
The monsters smiled happily and began to enjoy a feast of flesh and blood.
But the real people no longer pay attention to the arena, they are all deliberately trying to please the man in black robe, trying to leave a good impression on him.
"I won't play anymore!"
A short and fat warrior who was touched by Nong Wenrong had a distorted face and lost his mind, and he ran away frantically outside the arena.
boom!
A white fireball streaked across like a meteor and landed on him without any surprise.
"Ah!...save me...ah!"
The short and fat warrior kept screaming and was actually burned to death!
Among Liu Mang's group, Lao Gutou and Da Wei, both of the third level, looked frightened and couldn't help lowering their heads.
As if this way, I won't be noticed by Nong Wenrong in the sky.
The warriors who were called out died one by one.
Nong Wenrong's fingers turned into the talisman of the King of Hell, making the remaining people tremble in fear and unable to resist.
The warriors did not dare to speak, and the sound of their heartbeats could be heard everywhere.
"you."
After Nong Wenrong's cold voice sounded this time, the expressions of everyone in Liu Mang's team changed.
Because, the person identified by a black light was clearly Lao Gutou!
The old Gutou who has been living in the mine for many years will be able to leave in a few years.
Lao Gu raised his head tremblingly, his face was pale, and you could even see the tears in his eyes.
He has always been cautious and low-key, never conflicts with others, and always takes the trouble when he suffers.
In this way, I survived more than 20 years of hard work.
"me……"
Lao Gutou opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Everyone's face was also filled with sadness. Everyone who entered the team was led by Lao Gutou.
He teaches people without reservation and is a truly good old man.
But in this world of cannibalism, good things may not always happen to good people.
Lao Gu, with his head bent and his body hunched over, walked slowly toward the steps below, step by step, with heavy steps.
He has a large patch of white hair on his head, a thin and thin figure, knife-like wrinkles on his face, a kind and lost face, and tattered gray clothes.
Let him look like an ordinary old man in his dying years at this time.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at Liu Mang.
He took out a piece of wrinkled brown cowhide from his arms, threw it gently, and transmitted the message with his spiritual sense: "Liu Shu, this is the Gu family swordsmanship passed down by my family. I give it to you. Can you agree to it?
one thing?"
Looking at Lao Gutou's pleading eyes, Liu Mang replied: "You say it."
"My granddaughter Qingqing is in Gujiazhuang in Yu State. If you can come out of the mine alive, can you go and see her for me? If it is convenient, you can help me."
"I will." Liu Mang promised, "But this won't be needed for the time being."
A light flashed in his eyes and he threw the cowhide back.
Then, he stood up directly and said proudly: "I will fight for him!"
The sound was quite loud and could be clearly heard throughout the arena.
As soon as Liu Mang said this, even the real people in the pavilion couldn't help but look over.
Lao Gu's head was shaken all over, with a look of disbelief on his face.
And all the warriors on the field showed great admiration in their eyes.
"This is a real man!"
"How much courage does it take to stand for others in a matter of life and death?"
"Brother Shu, you will be my god from now on!" Da Wei roared, almost throwing Liu Mang down in excitement.
"Why do you want to come forward?" Furong's tone was extremely unhappy, and she asked via voice transmission.
"I'll be back after one fight. You don't think I can't take down that beast, do you?" Liu Mang asked.
Furong was speechless now.
A sixth-level warrior like Liu Mang, even if his strength is only at the third level.
Beating any three-level ferocious beast is like a father beating his son. It will be a crushing situation.
"Come back after a fight, don't cause any trouble." Fu Rong advised.
"It's natural."
Liu Mang strode towards Lao Gutou, patted his shoulder, and then continued walking down.
Even now, he still feels a little awkward when speaking.
The reason why Liu Mang took action was because of the guidance given by Lao Gutou when he first came here.
And this is just a piece of cake for him.
"Wait!"
However, an accident still happened, and an indifferent voice sounded from high in the sky.
"Who agreed to have sex with you?"
Liu Mang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes after hearing this.
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Nong Wenrong's mouth: "I didn't take the initiative just now, it was too late! Now I have to choose whoever I want!"
Liu Mang stopped immediately.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that there were more than a dozen real-person eyes aimed at him, as if they were measuring his depth.
Let him not dare to act rashly for a moment.
And Lao Gutou, after experiencing hell to heaven, had to go back to hell from heaven in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, everyone was shocked and confused.
The brilliance in his eyes gradually became dim.
"Hey, it seems this is fate!" He reacted quickly this time.
He still gave the cowhide to Liu Mang: "Please!"
The whole person rushed down without hesitation.
"Interesting, it seems that those with integrity among warriors have not been completely extinct." The man in black robe said with a smile, "It's just that this old man is too weak. He only served food to the beasts when he went there. It was too boring, so why don't I help him?"
A helping hand?"
Yun Ziping also smiled and said: "Excuse me, sir!"
The black-robed warrior spoke for the third time, and his hoarse voice spread throughout the audience: "I have a good treasure here that can increase your strength after taking it. Do you want it?"
Lao Gutou suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the pavilion doubtfully.
I don’t understand why that mysterious man in black robe supports me.
But at this time, he naturally would not refuse, bowing and saying: "Thank you, sir, I want it!"
All I heard was that the other party continued: "My dear, the side effects are not small. Are you sure?"
"OK!" Lao Gutou looked firm.
His strength is considered average even in the third level, and there is no way he can be the opponent of the ferocious beast.
Since death is inevitable anyway, why not take a risk?
"Okay!" said the man in black robe.
Then, in the hands of Lao Gutou.
Then silently, a wriggling black silkworm appeared, emitting a slight stench.
"It's a crazy silkworm!"
When the monsters saw this silkworm, they were all excited, and their eyes showed a complex light of fear and desire.
Lao Gutou came to the raised platform and threw the black silkworm into his mouth.
'Bang bang bang!'
An astonishing sound of bone shattering came from his body.
"Ah...roar...!"
Lao Gutou let out a roar, like the painful roar produced by a wild animal.
Then, his body expanded rapidly, reaching a height of seven or eight feet in an instant!
The skin on his body continued to explode, and blood mist filled the air. Finally, a layer of hard gray armor formed, covering his whole body.
The white bones were pulled out from the body and extended outside the body, and the head shone sharply with cold light, as if forming bone spurs to protect the body.
From the buttocks, a thick black lizard tail sprang out.
As the head expanded, it also stretched laterally from the back of the head, forming a strange flat shape.
The eyes were withered yellow, and the pupils were densely packed with bloodshot eyes like spider webs. Just looking directly at them made people feel chilly.
The sharp mouth opened, revealing sharp and fine teeth, as well as yellow translucent mucus that was constantly flowing down.
Liu Mang and his entourage watched it, their scalps were numb, and their emotions were rising and falling like ocean waves.
"Old Gutou, he is no longer a human being." Da Wei said with a sad expression.
"Even if you can win, it's almost like death." Li Wuhua did not argue with Da Wei again this time, and his tone was extremely low.
Leng Yiwen, Tang Huailin, and Mo Yiruo all looked angry or sad.
Liu Mang also felt shocked all over.
I watched my teammates who had lived together for several months end up in such a tragic situation.
He was an old man just one moment, and turned into a monster without much sanity the next moment!
On the field, Lao Gutou, who had transformed into a strange creature, let out an inhuman howl, and then rushed towards the beast!
Zishou was frightened by Lao Gutou, and kept retreating, but soon he was unable to retreat.
The two giant beasts suddenly grappled together, biting each other, and engaging in the most primitive bloody fight!
But when I saw the scene, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, bones and debris were everywhere, and there were roars that shook the heaven and the earth!
In the end, Lao Gutou won the victory with great difficulty and wrenched off Zishou's head.
But he was also shaky, his tail was broken, one of his arms was broken, half of his neck was cracked, his head was bent at a weird angle, and blood was constantly flowing down like a stream.
There were quite a few blood holes on his chest and back, revealing the huge deformed internal organs and the tangled and ferocious blood vessels.
Everyone can see that Lao Gutou is not far from death.
But a certain obsession in his heart still made him stagger out of the arena and climb up with difficulty to the height where Liu Mang and the others were.
The eyes of the monsters all showed greed.
However, due to the warning given by the man in black robe just now, they did not dare to attack a living person for the moment.
They all stared at the alienated Lao Gutou, waiting for him to fall.
Lao Gu walked up to Liu Mang and the others with great difficulty.
The ferocious and huge body made Da Wei and others unable to help but be on guard.
And his withered yellow eyes leaked a large amount of blood-colored pus, and it was unclear whether there were tears in them.
He said vaguely: "Granddaughter...granddaughter...bye..."
"I will go find her." Liu Mang said solemnly.
After hearing Liu Mang's promise, Lao Gu suddenly fell to the ground and could not get up again.
Lao Gutou, who has been cautious all his life, still did not escape the call of the King of Hell.
And his alienated body never changed back.
'Bah!'
At this time, at least a dozen scarlet tongues suddenly rolled towards Lao Gutou's body.
"court death!"
Liu Mang's face darkened, and he took action decisively. Yellow energy burst out from his fingers, forcing all the monsters' tongues back, causing blood to flow out.
"Human, you are looking for death!"
"I'm going to eat you alive!"
"What a courage!"
Many monsters were furious.
"You are welcome to come to the stage to kill me." Liu Mang said disdainfully.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Nong Wenrong: "Nong Zhenren, can it be my turn this time?"
Nong Wenrong looked at him with interest: "You actually asked for death. Of course I won't stop you."
After Liu Mang heard this, he strode towards the arena below.
At the same time, the spiritual level was also communicating with Furong.
"Are you sure that the True Lord has been led away?"
"What do you want to do?" Furong was shocked.
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"What are you going to do? Are you crazy?" Furong said angrily, "Kill that ferocious beast and come back as soon as possible. As long as we wait until the end of tonight, we will capture Deacon Liu and we can easily lead out Master Liu, so why bother?
At this time?"
"Why wait so long?"
Liu Mang broke off communication with Furong and jumped onto the arena.
On the opposite side, a newborn beast that looked exactly like the one Lao Gutou had just killed roared at Liu Mang.
It is more than ten feet long, has barbs all over its body for protection, has four eyes and two horns, and has a silver tail, making it extremely ferocious.
After being killed by Lao Gutou, his aura has jumped to the peak of the third level, stronger than before!
"The ferocious beast has become more terrifying." Among the crowd, Lao Daobaozi looked solemn, "Even if the little dragon is resurrected, it may not be its opponent."
"This boy is quite loyal, but now it seems that he is a little impulsive." Yu Tairan, the master of Dadao Sect, shook his head.
Many warriors looked at Liu Mang with worried and regretful expressions, feeling that he could only go so far.
"Brother Shu should be fine, he is..." Da Wei originally wanted to say that Liu Mang could even kill the Eagle King of the fourth level, so what does the third level mean?
But thinking that the other party had been hiding his strength, he definitely couldn't let it slip at this time, so he stopped abruptly.
"Killing this ferocious beast, Lao Gutou won't be able to survive." Li Wuhua looked grim, looking at the pavilion full of laughter and laughter, and a trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of the real people who occasionally looked at the arena.
Everyone was silent.
They know that the ferocious beast is just a tool without autonomy.
The real murderer of Lao Gutou was someone else.
But compared with the superior real people, the warriors are basically ants with less than the third level. Is there any way to deal with them?
All I can do is knock off my teeth and swallow the hatred, blood, and tears into my belly.
And in the pavilion where the real people are.
The man in black robe looked at Liu Mang with great interest: "This guy has some courage."
Yun Ziping sneered and said: "It's just a sensational thing. I want to see how he can deal with the beast of my sect."
"I think he seems ordinary, he must be just pretending." Master Wuji of Xianhu Sect, wearing a Yin-Yang fish Taoist robe, said with a smile while stroking his beard, as if he was complimenting Yun Ziping.
"Martial arts has long been lost to everyone.
Most of these warriors are not even qualified to serve as strongmen for my disciples." Master Hongyuan of the Ancient Fu Sect, with a red face and white clothes, looked disdainful.
As for the other real people, most of them only glanced at Liu Mang and stopped paying attention.
In their eyes, a small third-level warrior is not much stronger than an ant.
On the arena.
Liu Mang looked at the ferocious beast in front of him, which had reached the peak of the third level, with a calm expression.
He just whispered two words: "Beast."
After hearing this, the child beast roared angrily as it possessed considerable wisdom, and then crashed towards Liu Mang like a small mountain!
But Liu Mang didn't retreat but advanced instead, and also rushed towards Zishou brazenly!
However, judging from the scene, compared to the ferocious beasts, he was small and pitiful, and looked like a suicidal charge.
"Is this kid crazy? Even Xiaolong has to make constant detours in order to slowly accumulate advantages and find the opportunity to kill with one strike!" Lao Dao Baozi said with hatred.
"You're so arrogant! How can you go head-to-head with a ferocious beast like this?" Yu Tairan, the master of the Dadao Sect, slapped his thigh in anger.
"It's over! This is how the flower python died under the tail of a vicious beast before!"
"not good!"
Seeing how bold Liu Mang was, everyone's expressions changed, and their eyes showed worry and confusion.