Fengtian Longdi

Untie the bondage
The emissary from the Wuji Temple turned his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on the arena, sizing up Jiang Mo's swift figure with great interest.

At the same time, Jiang Mo's fists were quietly clenched, and the faint cyan brilliance was swimming around his fists, and the brute force of his ten thousand kilograms of flesh was stimulated, making all the veins on his arms like earthworms. up violently.

"Bengshan Fist!" Jiang Mo shouted in a low voice, the strong wind blowing his black hair up, revealing those dark eyes as deep as a pool of water.

Although Shi Man was terrified of Jiang Mo, the fierceness in his bones made him directly punch Jiang Mo.

If Jiang Mo's tactic is to gather all the power at one point, thus bursting out with a huge force like a mountain and a tide, then this stone man is the one who is completely open and closed, relying on brute force to win.

Rumble!
His arms as thick as a tree trunk waved down, bringing a terrifying momentum like thunder, and even the air was blasted away.

Under everyone's gaze, those completely disproportionate fists collided with each other.

At the moment of the collision, there was an ear-piercing explosion sound.

At the same time, a ripple of energy visible to the naked eye, like a storm, quickly spread out from the middle of the arena.

Suddenly, the entire arena was filled with smoke and dust, and the earth rumbled.

"That guy is really strong!"

"Even the big guy on the other end can fight hard, now some people have seen it."

"I don't know, which of these two will win?"

"Anyway, this gladiatorial match is worth it!"

The two people in the arena didn't hear the shocking sounds around them. Jiang Mo maintained the posture of punching out, while the huge stone man retreated imperceptibly. a few steps.

However, due to the cover of the smoke and dust, everyone didn't see it clearly.

It was not easy for Jiang Mo to defend this stone man who was good at physical strength with a simple punch, and to gain the upper hand.

This scene, falling into the eyes of the messenger in the pavilion, made him more surprised.

He even couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "When did such a powerful man come out of this small arena!"

After finding out Shi Man's details with one punch, Jiang Mo rushed out again at a faster speed, appearing in front of Shi Man in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the tiny figure that was less than one-fifth of his height, Shi Man didn't dare to slack off. He swung his right fist backwards in a circular motion, trying to maximize his physical strength, and immediately smashed at Jiang Mo.

Whoosh!

The air was torn apart, but Shi Man's punch was in the air. Before he could react, Jiang Mo's figure had already slid towards his back.

Shi Man turned around with difficulty, but the next moment his eyeballs, which were as big as an adult's fist, stared round, because Jiang Mo's fists, which were like fine iron, had already pierced through the air and smashed down with a whistling sound.

Bang, bang, bang!

The powerful and heavy fists fell like raindrops, continuously, all of them fell on the stone man's neck.

Although Shiman's skin is rough and fleshy, it is only relatively speaking, when he meets a strong man whose fist strength is not weaker than his own, his neck becomes a weak point.

A series of bombardments like a torrential rain made Shi Man extremely overwhelmed. He roared incessantly, but he was helpless. Jiang Mo's figure was extremely flexible and his speed was extremely fast.

Boom, boom, boom...

He had no choice but to run back and forth in the huge arena like a mad bull, panting heavily.

Looking at this funny scene, the spectators in the stands couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay. Is this the same savage giant who tore apart living humans and beasts with his hands?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bison that is about to be tamed. After the violent energy passes, it will be driven by others.

Relying on the advantages of his body skills, Jiang Mo launched a stormy bombardment against Shi Man. Every punch he landed was not only extremely powerful, but also contained the power of the Eight Desolation Burning Heaven Flame.

When that scorching force invaded Shiman's body along the meridians, it would make the blood in his body seem to be on fire, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Whoa!
When the giant Shiman was running, he couldn't run unimpeded, because there were still two thick iron chains restraining him under his feet.

"Go, cut off the iron chain under Shiman's feet. I want to see how many tricks that kid named Mo Jiang has!" In the pavilion, the envoy of the Wuji Temple gave orders to the middle-aged steward.

"My lord, if the iron chain is cut off, once the stone man goes mad, I'm afraid it will endanger the surrounding spectators!" The middle-aged manager said worriedly.

"Don't worry, if he really rushes out of the arena at that time, I will take action, and I won't cause you any losses in the arena." The messenger glanced at the middle-aged steward and said indifferently.

"Since my lord said this, I'm relieved." While speaking, the middle-aged steward waved and called a servant, and after a few instructions, the servant retreated with surprise on his face.

Not long after, a burly man with a hatchet and a shirtless body appeared inside the iron gate.

He swung the round axe, sparks flew everywhere, and broke the two thick iron chains that bound Shiman's feet with two bang bang bangs.

After the shackles were cut off, the stone man raised his head to the sky and let out a howl, and his running speed accelerated again, shaking even the ground.

Jiang Mo tilted his head and glanced back, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Are you going to use all your strength?"

At this moment, Shiman's forward figure suddenly stopped, and immediately he pushed forward with both arms, and after a few flips, his whole body soared into the air.

"Master Messenger, the iron chain has the effect of restraining power. Now that it is cut off, the strength of the stone man is not much weaker than that of the four-star martial king." Inside the pavilion, the middle-aged steward explained with a smile.

"Even so, that big guy doesn't have much chance of winning, do you dare to bet with me?" The envoy of Wuji Temple said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged steward still shook his head with a smile, and made a bet with the messenger, no matter whether he wins or loses, the middle-aged steward is not willing to see it.

Jiang Mo jumped down from Shiman's body, flashing to the side. After the Shiman was freed, he was very excited. There were two severed iron chains tied to his feet, and he was directly used as a weapon to beat him. To Jiang Mo.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and drew out the wide ancient sword of Heavenly Punishment behind his back.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Mo clenched the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword with his right hand, and slashed out without fancy.

Even this random sword strike gave off a palpitating aura. After the iron chain collided with the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, one part was sent flying directly, and the other part was the fierce sword energy from the ancient sword, blasting into a Exploding pieces of iron all over the sky...

(End of this chapter)