Although the city floats in the air, it has very special defense capabilities. The moment Zhang Sen's beads bombard the city, the city burst into a dragon-shaped mist again. The mist can not only withstand the camera's shooting, but also slide away his attack.

The bead hit the fog, and then slid to both sides to easily resolve Zhang Sen's attack.

When Zhang Sen saw this scene, he immediately accelerated and his body hit him like a shell. He wanted to see what other party had to do. It was smooth and could not resist his impact.

However, when he hit him, the fog suddenly dissipated, and then he fell into the suddenly opened city gate. There was obviously a problem with the space inside the city gate. He heard that he had overlapped several spaces. When he saw the light again, he was already in the Colosseum.

The audience around was filled with people, and these people were dressed in different clothes, including mages, Hanfu, Japanese ronin, and even ancient humans wearing animal skins and looking like apes.

Of course, there are naturally many orcs, rabbits, werewolfs, eagles, dragons, and dogheads...

Zhang Sen walked around and almost thought he had returned to Forever Country. When he came in, the cheers never stopped. Everyone in the stands looked at him frantically, as if they were eager to try.

At this time, the man with scarred faces seen on the screen appeared on a round table above, holding the microphone and speaking: "Dear King's warriors, this 1,000-point gentleman is amazing. He successfully defeated countless cannon fodders and came to our arena. Now his score has increased from 1,000 to 10,000 points. You all have the opportunity to challenge him. You will get everything you want, strength, wealth, women, men, everything will be yours!!!"

"roar!!!!"

A burst of cheers broke out in the audience, and they all were extremely enthusiastic.

Zhang Sen keenly realized that the mental state of these people was completely different from those below. If the people below were forced to fight by Taisho Tianmu, then these people were full of fanaticism about the fight, and they were willing to do things under Taisho Tianmu.

This change is so strange. The people below and the people above feel like people from two different countries.

Zhang Sen estimated that Taishen Tianmu either had any huge benefits that made these people willing to obey him, or had some brainwashing method that directly changed the minds of these people.

He tends to be the former, after all, brainwashing will reduce people's potential. It is estimated that Taisho Tianmu will not do such stupid things. If he really obeys his puppets, he can create substitutes in other ways, and there is no need to do this.

At this time, those people had already begun to draw players. Zhang Sen thought about it and was not in a hurry to make trouble, but planned to stabilize first and see what was the reason. These people were so fanatical about fighting.

"Congratulations to our Warrior No. 69, you have the opportunity to challenge Mr. Ten Thousand points first!" On the round table, the scar man suddenly shouted.

A man in white stood up, with three swords behind him, one of which suddenly unsheathed. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and led him to the arena below, just opposite Zhang Sen.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!" countless people immediately shouted loudly in the audience.

However, there are also some people who are sing the opposite tune and are adding Zhang Sen.

Oil, encourage Zhang Sen to kill the man in white.

"Three Saint Swords... Ning Wuyou, please give me advice!" the man in white spoke.

Zhang Sen thought for a while and said, "Since you use a sword, I will use a knife, draw a sword and slash... wait, Juhe slash...is not right..."

"Do you want to delay time?" Ning Wuyou asked frowned.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "No, I never like to delay time. I just want to think of a louder title, such as your Three Holy Swords, which sounds quite majestic."

“…”

Ning Wuyou didn't expect that Zhang Sen was such a person. Most experts don't have the demeanor of a master, so why does Zhang Sen give him a bit like a funny person?

He forced himself to remain serious and said, "No matter what your title is, we are duel now, please hurry up."

"Okay, OK, I'll think about it right away. Everyone, wait a moment." Zhang Sen nodded, then touched his chin and said to himself seriously: "First of all, since I use a knife, I definitely can't call it a sword. There is a word saint on the opposite side, which seems very good. I also add a word saint to kill the holy? This title is a bit of a mess, Holy Swordsman?"

"How about the Saint Cut?" a loud orc roared. The orc had a big head and a thick neck, and his voice was extremely loud.

As soon as the voice came out, a brief quiet suddenly appeared, and then countless people cheered: "Slice the Saint Guest, cut the Saint Guest, cut the Saint Guest, cut the Saint Guest!!!"

"They were so enthusiastic that I was a little scared, but the title of Saint Guard...is still possible. Let's start, you do it again, and then I will report my own title!" Zhang Sen looked at Ning Wuyou and said with a smile.

Ning Wuyou was a little speechless. You thought you were shooting a movie and you would like to say it again. However, seeing Zhang Sen's attitude that I wouldn't fight if you don't do it again, he had to take a deep breath and said unhappy: "Three Saint Swords... Ning Wuyou, please give me advice!!!"

"Well, Zhang Sen, please give me advice!" Zhang Sen said.

After saying that, he said happily: "It turns out that this is very imposing, and it feels like a duel in a novel."

"Hey, are you still fighting?" Ning Wuyou really wanted to get angry. The momentum he had just created disappeared all of a sudden, and he wanted to go wild.

Zhang Sen nodded quickly and said, "Fight, let's start now, please ask first!"

"Hmph, then you're ready." Ning Wuyou was not so angry and said immediately.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhang Sen would do something else. Ning Wuyou didn't give Zhang Sen a chance to speak after he finished speaking. He immediately stretched out his hand and shouted, "Come on the sword!"

One of the three swords behind him immediately flew out of the scabbard and fell into his hand instantly. He swept directly at Zhang Sen with a sword. Under this sword, the ground was suddenly filled with white frost, and Bai Shuang and the sword energy quickly approached Zhang Sen.

The sword energy came quickly, and Zhang Sen was faster. The ground under his feet began to become hot instantly. Then the magma quickly spread around with him as the center of the circle. When the sword energy swept, the magma in the ground turned into a knife and slashed the sword energy. Suddenly, the cold and cold collided together, and a large amount of steam burst out.

In the steam, a silver light suddenly flashed by, and a sword stabbed at Zhang Sen instantly. Zhang Sen clasped his hands together and entered the blade with empty hands. Then a large amount of white frost appeared in his hands. He twisted and swung hard, and threw the sword in his hand out. Ning Wuyou had already come here at this time, holding a hand full of lightning in his hand.

sword.

Perhaps because of the ability of this sword, his speed increased significantly, and he almost rushed to Zhang Sen in the blink of an eye. At this time, Zhang Sen bent down and instantly had a knife in his hand.

Draw your sword and slash!

A sword light flashed, and Ning Wuyou's arm flew out, but because he sacrificed this arm to block it, he had a chance to survive. He gave up the attack and turned around in mid-air, and instantly retreated and landed on the ground. Blood dripped from his broken arm onto the ground.

"In a wonderful duel, the moment of life and death, Ning Wuyou decisively blocked an attack with his arm, and our 10,000-point gentleman once again proved that he was worth ten thousand yuan!!!" The scar man shouted loudly at this time, and a burst of cheers broke out in the audience.

Zhang Sen shook the (Harmony???) knife, then put the knife into the sheath, looked at Ning Wuyou and said, "You have lost. I think it's better for you to admit defeat. There is no need to work hard for the Taishen sky, right?"

"Haha, what do you know? The greatness of Emperor Tianmu is unimaginable. Even if I lose, there will be more people challenging you. No matter what you want to do, you will be destined not to succeed!" Ning Wuyou stood up straight, and the flying sword flew back, instantly frozen his wound and stopped bleeding. Then he showed a sarcastic expression on his face and said disdainfully.

The scar man also spoke at this time: "It seems that our Mr. Ten Thousand Ten Thousand has a great opinion on our king. What do you think we should do?"

"Beat him to death, beat him to death, beat him to death, beat him to death...he!!!!" A terrifying roar broke out in the audience. Almost no one had any other thoughts, all of whom wanted to kill Zhang Sen.

When Zhang Sen saw this scene, he silently complained in his heart, how much benefit would be to lead to such a united result, especially Ning Wuyou, who is like this, and he still looks like he is fighting to the death. Are you really not afraid of death?

Before he could think too much, Ning Wuyou launched another attack.

Perhaps because his arm was broken, his melee ability was greatly reduced. This time, he directly used sword control techniques to control three swords to launch an attack. These three swords had three abilities, namely Frost, Thunder and Flame. Among them, the Thunder Sword has the fastest speed, the Flame Sword has the strongest explosive power, and the Frost Sword is the sharpest.

The three swords were released together, and Zhang Sen was dazzled for a moment. He resisted for a while, but in the end he simply stopped blocking it. His body flashed behind Ning Wuyou. Before Ning Wuyou could control the flying sword to return to the rescue, he directly stabbed Ning Wuyou's chest with a sword.

Ning Wuyou's body was in a hurry and then shouted: "Avenge me!!!"

Then he fell down and his body quickly turned into ashes.

roared in the audience, and some people were applauding Zhang Sen. The scar man said at this time: "It seems that the Ning Wuyou Warrior is not the opponent of Mr. Ten Thousand Points. He lost simply and neatly. So what number is next?"

"I'm really not afraid of death!" Zhang Sen ignored the reaction of others, looked at the ashes on the ground and said a little surprised.

Ning Wuyou's roar before his last death was too heroic, which made him a little doubtful if he was the villain, but then he realized that he was not a good person at all, so the villain should be the villain.

Besides, he was not here to rescue these people, he was just here to seize the three spiritual creations of the Supreme Dragons of the Taisho Heaven. Speaking of which, his starting point was not so serious.
Chapter completed!