Invincible Ghost Army

There was no referee in the game, and the fight started when they came in.

Jiang Mo had no power to fight back. For the two slaves who had been fighting for a long time, Jiang Mo had no chance to fight back.

"Ha ha...!" The strong barbarian strode to Jiang mo. he held up his sword and slashed at him fiercely.

Jiang Mo tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't escape such a quick attack.

"Chi...!" Jiang Mo's chest, was mercilessly cut open, black blood, a little bit out, but there was no imagined blood gushing.

Morimori white bone, looming, Jiang Mo knelt on the ground in pain, dead press chest.

"Ha ha...!" Another slightly skinny man also came, facing Jiang Mo's shoulder, was a knife!

"Chi...!" Jiang Mo let out a "ah" and fell to the ground in pain.

But the thin and strong man was confused. He wanted to cut off Jiang Mo's arm, but he didn't know why?

"Useless fellow!" The strong barbarian spat. Of course, he didn't mean Jiang Mo, but the skinny boy.

He went directly to the other side of Jiang Mo and cut it with his other hand.

"Puff...!"

"Well...!" Jiang Mo was gnashing his teeth in pain, and the veins on his face burst up, but his hand was still not cut off.

"How could it be?" The strong savage roared angrily, picked up Jiang Mo directly, held his right hand, fisted and attacked his right shoulder for several minutes.

Jiang Mo was beaten bloody, but his hand, but how also beat constantly.

With one kick, the barbarian angrily used all his strength. Jiang Mo Niang fell back, and the small and strong man who came directly to Jiang Mo's head with a sword!

"Bang...!" The audience were blindfolded, and after a while, they hacked to the arena.

Everyone saw his knife aimed at Jiang Mo's head, and even the distant door had been opened, and a bodyguard was ready to collect the corpse.

But the two men in the arena looked at each other.

"Yes! What's wrong with the knife? " The thin strong man said to the strong barbarian.

Before, barbarians would laugh at that guy, but just now he tried it himself. It's not their problem, it's this boy. He's weird!

The barbarian went to Jiang Mo and planned to have a try by himself!

But don't want to, Jiang Mo suddenly touched his head, slowly stood up.

"X your sister's! Who beat me

Just hit, did not cut the back of Jiang Mo's head broken, but Jiang Mo's amnesia, to cure!

"What happened?" The people on the field all looked at Jiang Mo and which two strong men in amazement.

They can't hear Jiang Mo's voice, because Jiang Mo's voice is not big.

"Son of a bitch! You son of a bitch The barbarian charged in anger.

Jiang Mo looked up at him and found that the power of his right fist could not be condensed. He immediately remembered his own memory. By the way, this is at the foot of the holy mountain. There is no power. Can't even summon space be released?

But it was just a moment's thought. When the strong man rushed over, Jiang Mo suddenly stepped back!

"Ah...!"

A leg trip son, put down that barbarian directly, Jiang Mo quickly steps to rush up, voice icy way: "you hit enough?"? It's my turn, isn't it? "