A young man wearing a green robe came to the square and walked towards the huge cage where the sword slave was sealed.
Seeing him walking towards this side, the four Eight-Star Martial Kings immediately looked at Chen Feng with cold faces and cold voices: "Where did you come from, this young boy? Get out of here! Is this a place where you can come?"
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Chen Feng seemed to have not heard what they said. He just shouted loudly: "Uncle Dao!"
Chen Feng's words were full of emotion and a hint of excitement.
And Uncle Dao, who was lying in the cage and seemed to be unconscious, suddenly trembled when he heard Chen Feng's voice, and then he raised his body.
His eyes were extremely ferocious and full of chaos, but when he looked at Chen Feng and stared at Chen Feng, the chaos quickly faded away and suddenly became clear.
He looked at Chen Feng, as if he sensed something or thought of something, and shouted loudly: "Young Master, Young Master, is it you?"
"That's right, Uncle Dao, it's me! It's me! Do you remember?" Chen Feng's face was full of excitement, and his eye circles were even a little red.
When he thought that Uncle Dao had suffered so much over the years, he felt extremely uncomfortable!
Uncle Dao couldn't control his emotions at all. He suddenly lay down in the cage and cried loudly. While crying, he shook the chains wildly, as if he wanted to break free.
But it's a pity that after he slashed with that sword, he didn't have much strength left. I'm afraid he is no match for Chen Feng now, let alone break free of the chains!
Seeing this scene, everyone around them was in an uproar: "It turns out that this young man is actually related to Dao Slave!"
"Listen to this, their relationship is very close, and he actually calls the sword slave Uncle Dao!"
"Haha, no matter what his relationship is, he will die here today. Since the Colosseum knows that he has a relationship with the sword slave, he will definitely not let him go!"
"That's right, the Colosseum has always been cruel and ruthless in its actions. They will definitely cut the grass without eradicating the roots. They will not let this boy go!"
The skinny young man who was next to Chen Feng with a proud face was stunned for a moment, and then curled his lips disdainfully and said: "This guy really knows how high the world is. If you endure it, at least you can save your 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 no matter what, they all felt that the young man in green robes would probably have to answer here today.
At this time, the chief executive of the Colosseum also frowned, looked at Chen Feng, and said coldly: "Young man, what is your name?"
Chen Feng said calmly: "Chen Feng!"
"Chen Feng, right? Very good!" The chief executive smiled coldly, with a hint of ferocity in his smile, and said softly: "You don't need to know my name, you just need to remember the four names of the Colosseum
Just words.”
"Remember that after you went to hell, you told people that you died in our hands. Remember that when you reincarnate in the next life, you will 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 executive 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 also rescue Uncle Dao!"
"What?" When the boss heard this, he was stunned.
Then the next moment, the stunned expression turned into a look of disdain.
He burst out laughing: "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 through it? You are just a five-star Martial King, and you still want to rescue him? You are too ignorant!"
The people around him all burst into laughter and looked at Chen Feng as if he were a madman.
"This young man is so arrogant!"
"Yes, at his age, he can reach the level of a five-star Martial King. His strength is very good, but it is a pity that he encountered the Great Colosseum. The Great Colosseum is one of the largest and most powerful forces in the ancient city of Condor.
There are countless masters!”
"It's unlucky for Chen Feng to encounter the Colosseum today. Chen Feng, a five-star martial king, is no different from an ant in the eyes of the Colosseum. He will be crushed alive today!"
The skinny young man from before shook his head and said with disapproval, "This Chen Feng is just looking for death!"
Chen Feng looked at the chief executive and repeated what he said before: "I must rescue Uncle Dao today!"
The chief officer said impatiently: "Rescue him?"
Suddenly a sly smile appeared on his lips, he looked at Chen Feng and said jokingly: "If you want to rescue him today, there is nothing you can do. You just need to defeat the ten masters under me."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and ten figures suddenly appeared behind him.
These ten people were both male and female, old and young, but no matter who they were, they all exuded an extremely huge aura.
This momentum means that they are the weakest in the middle stage of the Seven Heroes Martial King!
Chen Feng glanced around and roughly observed their strength.
Among these ten people, three are in the middle stage of Seven-Star Martial King, four are at the peak of Seven-star Martial King, and three are in the early stage of Eight-star Martial King!
They all looked at Chen Feng with sneers on their faces, full of ridicule and ridicule.
Some people smiled and said to the big boss: "Big boss, you ask us to take action against this little brat, aren't you looking down a bit too much?"
A burly man rubbed his fingers and smiled at the big boss: "Such a five-star Martial King brat, I can crush him to death with just one finger, so why do you need anyone else?"
The boss has always been extremely cautious, and he felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, but there is always nothing wrong with being careful!
The burly man said loudly: "Master, let me kill him without bothering anyone else."
The boss nodded: "Okay, Luo Qiang, then you will play the first game."
"Yes!" Luo Qiang laughed loudly, jumped down from the high platform, and landed in front of Chen Feng.
He raised his chin, pointed at Chen Feng, and said, "Boy, choose a way to die."
"Do you want to have your heart broken by me and die, have your whole body torn apart by me, or have your head smashed into pieces and die by me? These three are my favorite ways to kill, which one do you choose?"
There were whispers all around.
"This Luo Qiang has a very fierce reputation among the thugs in the Colosseum!"
"Yes, he is not the strongest, but he is in the middle stage of the Seven-Star Martial King. But he is definitely the most vicious one. Those who fall into his hands rarely remain intact."
"Now, Chen Feng is finished. If he meets an opponent like Luo Qiang, he will definitely die!"
"He deserves it. The moment he stood up, his fate for the day was announced!"
Chen Feng looked at him and suddenly said lightly: "I choose the fourth path."
"What? The fourth way?" Luo Qiang raised his eyebrows: "Where is the fourth way to choose?"
A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "That's the fourth way!"
His voice suddenly rose in pitch, and he roared: "Kill you!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng moved forward quickly, raising his hands high, and the powerful power of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was condensed between his hands.
