6kv Chapter 449: Time Of Life And Death
Chapter 449: Time Of Life And Death
Eisen was also shocked when he saw the harmless little boy in the arena.
He quickly ordered to his subordinates: "Let the host check the status of the desert butcher."
After receiving Eisen's order, the hostess with wings on her back immediately cast a cleaning spell to sweep away the dust in the arena, revealing the desert butcher below.
At this time, the desert butcher's crocodile head was swollen like a pig's head from the crushed stone just now.
The mythical substance in his body was only in a hurry to ensure that he would not be directly slapped by Qin Feng's slap.
The Desert Butcher stood disgraced in the middle of a pile of rubble.
He looked very embarrassed, but he seemed to be able to fight.
At this time, Aisha's impression of Qin Feng in the audience changed a lot.
She never dreamed that this human child, who looked younger than her, would be so powerful in hand-to-hand combat.
"Qin Yu's physical body is really terrifying, hundreds of times stronger than many alien races in the starry sky." Aisha no longer dared to underestimate Qin Yu.
She saw what the host with white wings on his back said to the desert butcher, and the other party immediately roared and walked towards Qin Feng again, as if he wanted to continue fighting Qin Feng.
Seeing this, Aisha turned her head to look at Glenn beside her and asked, "That desert butcher should be aware of the gap between himself and Qin Yu, right? Why does he continue to compete when he knows there is a high probability that he won't be able to beat him?"
The old butler Glenn kept staring at Qin Feng's eyes, and cast a rare glance in the direction of the desert butcher, and said, "It's just a slave of a foreign race. If he wins today's battle, he may still be free. If he can't win, he will die." What is the difference between dying on the battlefield and dying at the hands of his master? For these alien races in the desert star region who advocate force, dying on the battlefield is a kind of honor to them."
On the arena, after standing up, the desert butcher rushed towards Qin Feng again.
This time, the mythical substances in the desert butcher's body boiled, and his body seemed to be transformed into a giant beast that could devour the starry sky at this moment. The two battle axes were his ferocious fangs galloping on the battlefield.
"For freedom!" The desert butcher roared and rushed towards Qin Feng.
It was as if a tenth-level storm had blown up in the arena.
clang!
Desert Butcher's two axes collided overhead as he sprinted.
After the crisp sound, the mythical substances in his body were fully integrated into his body under special guidance.
The strength and speed of the desert butcher have been improved in all aspects at this moment.
Boom! Boom!
The desert butcher's two sturdy lower limbs covered with scales stepped out dense cracks on the ground one after another.
His body was like a stream of yellow light, and he slammed into Qin Feng irresistibly.
Tread Tread!
Qin Feng's body moved quickly in a small range under the precise control of the Shinto True Spirit.
Like an elegant dancer, he easily dodged the blasting gravel in the yellow sand storm set off by the desert butcher.
Until the body of the desert butcher arrived.
This time, the desert butcher's eyes were scarlet, and the power of law overflowed from his body. His body became taller than before, and the two giant axes contained mysterious mighty power that was older than the vicissitudes of chaos.
At this moment, the Desert Butcher seemed to have entered a special state. Qin Feng could no longer crush the Desert Butcher in terms of speed with only physical strength.
However, Qin Feng's strength is not only in speed.
Terrifying power of qi and blood erupted from Qin Feng's body, and a bright red dragon of qi and blood enveloped Qin Feng's body vaguely
Under the precise calculation of the divine spirit, Qin Feng's body took a half step to the left, avoiding the desert butcher's ax that actually tore the void. Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed the groove on the side of the Desert Butcher's axe, causing Own's body to hang on the ax that the Deserter Butcher took back.
Jingle Bell!
A crisp bell sounded.
Qin Feng, with the beast ring hanging around his neck, took advantage of the movement of the desert butcher to retract his axe, and jumped to the same height as the opponent's crocodile head.
His body rotated sideways in the air, and he kicked three times in a row.
bang bang bang!
These three feet landed in the middle of the desert butcher's chest.
Qin Feng's kick was ingenious, so that the desert butcher would not be kicked directly by his kick, but was kicked three times in a row before he was able to escape.
After the desert butcher dropped the ax with his left hand, he clutched Own's chest. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he took several steps towards retreat.
Seeing this, Qin Feng couldn't bear it and said, "You can't beat me, so surrender yourself."
The Desert Butcher bears the brand of a slave. Like himself, he is forced to fight in the arena because of involuntary control. Now that Qin Feng has won, he doesn't want to kill this alien again.
At this time, someone in the audience watched Qin Feng's delay in killing the desert butcher, and complained dissatisfiedly.
"What the hell are you doing standing there? Hurry up and kill that trash!"
"Fuck! Desert Butcher, stand up for Daddy, if you lose today, Daddy's savings for this month will be gone!"
"Damn it, what are these two slaves doing here? The beating is over, kill him!"
Some gamblers who bet on Desert Butcher want Desert Butcher to stand up.
Some viewers who wanted to see bloody scenes kept urging Qin Feng to kill his own opponent.
For these spectators who come to the deathmatch arena to watch the game, gambling or bloody fighting can stimulate their nerves.
Now, it was a foregone conclusion that the Desert Butcher would not be able to defeat Qin Feng.
They want to see new myths born.
A seven-year-old boy who kills alien warriors without using a mythical substance.
Thinking of this made the blood of the people on the audience stage boil.
At this time, the desert butcher's physical condition was extremely poor.
He propped the ax in his right hand on the ground, kneeling softly in front of Qin Feng.
While his heavy body knelt down, there was a sound like a mountain collapsing in the arena.
At this moment, the audience in the stands of the arena were all excited.
Qin Feng's small body was in stark contrast to the desert butcher's huge body.
They howled, hoping to see Qin Feng kill the Desert Butcher.
With a pair of white wings growing on her back, the female host, who looked like a legendary angel, also flew to Qin Feng's side and explained to him: "The rules of the Deathmatch Arena are that both sides must have Death in order to be able to compete. It's over. Kill him."
Qin Feng looked up at Di Xin's private room, and could already guess that behind the glass that could shield Divine Sense from detection, Di Xin was looking at him with a playful expression.
Suddenly, Qin Feng, whose back was facing the desert butcher, suddenly felt a chill down his back.
When he looked at the emperor's heart bag, there was a sudden burst of decisive killing intent behind him.
At the same time, Qin Feng was struck by a terrifying pressure like an ancient sacred mountain.
At the last moment of his life, the desert butcher launched a surprise attack on Qin Feng.