Chapter 1295: An angry palm

"Without any energy remaining, the person who shoots is not only powerful, but the control of power is also extremely delicate!"
"This person must not be an ordinary high-level saint king, it is estimated that the true strength is about to approach the demigod level!"
"Unexpectedly, there are such masters in the brotherhood where the elites have been lost. This brotherhood should not be underestimated!"
"A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and no matter how bad the Brotherhood is, it still has some foundation!"
In the audience, the holy kings from other forces began to whisper.
Unlike other audiences, the Saint Kings can feel more truth because of their stronger strength.
"Could this person be the mysterious master who used mental power to suppress me before?"
At this moment, a holy king intervened in a sentence.
After hearing this, the voice of the saint kings suddenly stopped, they looked around anxiously, and they were all silent.
They are very clear that if all this is really done by the previous master, then what they are saying at this moment, I am afraid that they have already entered the ears of the other party.
An unusually depressed feeling spread in the audience, and the saint kings just wanted to finish watching the showdown and then immediately leave the Colosseum.
In the VIP room of Tianzi, Jia Lu knelt down and bowed to Su Fan, "Thank you for your help!"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to save your life, I just don't want Na Baili Chongxing to discover that it was me who murdered his son behind his back!"
Su Fan said lightly, there is no doubt that the person who issued the sword attack just now was him.
Under the effect of Destruction Sword Soul, Su Fan's current sword speed has greatly surpassed the temporal and spatial velocity of this world.
Of course, this was not his fastest speed of sword release. He once cut hundreds of Ye Family children in an instant, and that was the peak of his speed.
"The subordinate understands that this horrible life is not worthy of the Lord's rescue!"
Jia Lu still didn't look up. He buried his head on the ground and said dullly: "But anyway, the life-saving grace of the lord will never be forgotten!"
Su Fan cast a squint at Jia Lu, then said after a moment: "Get up, a big man kneels to speak without moving, looking too awkward!"
"Yes!"
Jia Lu stood up immediately after hearing the words, and became more respectful towards Su Fan.
At this moment, in the audience below, the voice of discussion is like a wave of "bo　bo".
But soon, this wave of discussions quickly rose!
Because some viewers suddenly noticed that only two people on the ring were still alive. One of them was a death row prisoner, but only the cultivation base of the Soul Sovereign Realm.
And the other one is the challenger named Wu this person, that is a Tianzun!
The two had no intersection originally, but because of the black-box operation of the Colosseum, they were forcibly arranged together.
Wu this person was pretended by a slave, and he knew very well what his mission was, that is, to assist the silver killer and help the master Wu Dongsheng survive.
In the script written by the Colosseum, his final ending is to be killed by the silver killer.
But now, because of sudden changes, the silver killer was killed by Baili Chongxing's clone, and Bailijing and others no longer had any threat.
Looking at Wu Dongsheng, who was standing opposite to him, who was only at the eighth level of the soul sovereign, a strange thought suddenly rose in this slave's heart.
No one was born with a desire to die. The slaves fought in the Colosseum in order to one day be able to live and be bought by a gold master at a high price and get rid of this dark life.
Although this matchup basically has nothing to do with this slave, the exciting degree of twists and turns during the period has earned everyone's attention.
The slave thought in his heart that if he could suddenly kill Wu Dongsheng at this time, the vast majority of people in the field would profit!
Then at the slave auction tonight, maybe there will be a gold master who will buy him!
In this way, his destiny will have a turning point, and he will completely break free from this sea of ​​suffering!
At this moment, the staff of the Colosseum who arranged for him to enter the ring suddenly heard: "Slave, what are you doing? Don't commit suicide!"
When the slave heard this sound transmission, the originally dead soul, like a stream of spring water, came back to life in an instant!
He knew that he could no longer hesitate. If he did not make up his mind at this moment, then the door to hope would never be opened for him!
The slave clenched his fists, looked down, and decided to let go and fight for a future for himself!
If you fail, the big deal is death, and if you kill Wu Dongsheng, even if the blame comes down a little later, it won't help!
"kill!"
"kill!"
In the auditorium around the ring, all the spectators who bet on the slave to win roared like chicken blood.
It's no wonder that they thought they would lose money before, but now the situation has reversed again, how can they not be excited?
Listening to the shouts of the people around, the slave's heart was surging. He took all this as a motivation to encourage him to take action, and walked towards Wu Dongsheng without hurried pace.
"No, this slave wants to go against our arrangement!"
The face of the staff under the ring changed, and he sensed that the slaves on the stage were reacting incorrectly, so he immediately squinted at the other staff around and gestured.
Soon, Jia Lu, who received the voice of the staff below, immediately turned around and reported to Su Fan: "Leader Lord..."
"Needless to say, I know everything!"
Su Fan made a silent gesture at Jia Lu directly, with a chill in his eyes: "Huh, a mere minion who dares to disobey the master's order, what a damn!"
He was slightly angry. If this layout was according to his vision, it would have ended now, but he didn't expect so many changes would happen in the middle.
Now, even the flags that had been arranged on the field were moved. This made Su Fan, who thought he had set up a good show, felt a sense of frustration.
"Can I really become a good layout player?"
Su Fan asked himself, he felt that even with such a simple layout, he could produce so many branches.
So in the coming war in the future, will he have the last laugh when he implements it according to his plan?
At this moment, he was full of complexity, looking at the slave who was constantly approaching Wu Dongsheng on the ring, in anger, he snapped out a palm!
The palm power hit by this space directly traversed the space and flew towards the ring, quickly approaching the slaves on the ring at a speed that no one could notice!
The slave felt something different behind him, but it was too late to dodge!
boom!
The horrible palm power screamed, and immediately photographed him into blood foam, like a celestial woman scattered flowers, and it was scattered everywhere!