Feng Yong didn't care about Zhuo Wen's words, and the playfulness in his eyes became more and more intense. Now he is invincible.

"Brother Cao! You have already lost, why are you still in the ring?" Feng Yong's eyes suddenly focused on Cao Yan who was not far away, and said calmly.

Cao Yan's eyelids trembled, and he said lightly: "Brother Feng! This son insulted me just now, and I can't swallow this revenge. I will not compete with you for being the strongest in the group this time. You and I will join hands to kill this son. I just want to You must kill this child with your own hands."

Speaking of this, the murderous intent in Cao Yan's eyes flashed out like a substance, and he stared at Zhuo Wen with an extremely unfriendly gaze. He must kill Zhuo Wen, a little bastard, with his own hands.

Cao Yan will never forget the humiliation just now, if he didn't kill Zhuo Wen with his own hands, he would feel uneasy.

"I see. Since Brother Cao is so enthusiastic, it would be unsatisfactory if Feng Mou refuses to agree! You and I will join hands to kill this son in this ring!"

Feng Yong raised his brows, and he didn't expect Cao Yan to propose a joint venture. It seems that Cao Yan has a deep hatred for Zhuo Wen!

Although Feng Yong used Fang Tian's painted halberd to successfully attack Zhuo Wen just now, causing Zhuo Wen to be injured, but after all, the centipede is dead but not stiff, and Feng Yong is still very afraid of Zhuo Wen.

Now that Cao Yan took the initiative to invite Ying to join forces, Feng Yong was a few percent more sure of dealing with Zhuo Wen, why would he not do it?

The words of Feng Yong and Cao Yan did not deliberately lower their voices, so everyone around the square could hear them clearly.

Zhuowen had already been injured by Feng Yong's sneak attack, but now Feng Yong planned to join forces with Cao Yan to deal with Zhuowen. This competition has long lost its fairness!

But no one came out to speak. The Qing Emperor said that the elimination system will be adopted in the arena this time. No matter what means and methods, as long as you eliminate other contestants and become the strongest in the group, it will be fine.

Moreover, General Yinlong, who presided over the No. 8 ring, didn't say a word, so how could the others talk nonsense!

"General Yinlong! This Cao Yan has already been eliminated by me, right? Can he still stay in the ring and join forces with Feng Yong?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more indifferent, staring closely at General Yinlong not far away, and said every word.

"Hmph! If you think it's unfair, you can abstain. This general didn't force you to stay on top of the ring." General Yinlong snorted coldly, ignoring Zhuo Wen's opinion at all.

Taking a deep breath, although Zhuo Wen knew that General Yinlong was completely partial to Feng Yong, hearing General Yinlong's words now still filled Zhuowen's heart with anger.

"Zhuowen! It's useless for you to abstain today, anyway, you're dead! Do you really think you're going to be an emperor?" Cao Yan said indifferently with cold eyes.

His hatred for Zhuowen was like a huge wave, and he wished to tear Zhuowen into pieces now, even if he couldn't kill Zhuowen this time, he would not let Zhuowen go.

"Cao Yan! Originally, I didn't intend to kill you. Unfortunately, your mouth smells worse than bullshit. A person like you is a scum."

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and silently circulated the energy in his body, stepped on the sole of his foot, and slammed towards Cao Yan, the speed reached the extreme.

"Brother Feng, kill this son together!"

Seeing Zhuo Wen looting, Cao Yan shrank his pupils and shouted, instead of rushing forward, he took a slight step back and stood behind Feng Yong.

Zhuo Wen is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Seventh Round Emperor Realm. Although he was injured by Feng Yong's sneak attack just now, it is still not something he can fight head-on, so he can only rely on Feng Yong.

Cao Yan's small actions were naturally noticed by Feng Yong, but he didn't care too much. After all, Cao Yan's strength was not high, and he never thought of relying on Cao Yan.

"Little bastard, you must die today!"

A smirk appeared at the corner of Feng Yong's mouth, and he stomped the sole of his foot. He immediately held the Fang Tian painting halberd that was stuck upside down not far away, and a terrifying breath burst out, his long hair flying, and he also rushed towards Zhuo Wen.

Keng Keng Keng!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, and in the blink of an eye, Zhuo Wen and Feng Yong were fighting together, and countless sparks continuously overflowed from between the two of them.

The collision of the bone spear and the halberd produced a stimulating sound, resounding throughout the entire space like a bell.

In just an instant, the two fought dozens of moves, each move was fatal, and the style was terrifying. In the eyes of everyone, the figures of the two of them seemed to have turned into two phantoms, and they couldn't see clearly at all.

The only thing that can be seen clearly is the countless sparks produced when the two weapons collide, which proves that the two are fighting fiercely.

Keng Keng Keng!

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground. The sound of metal and iron clanging was loud and harsh around the ring.

Ding!

Sparks overflowed, the two clashed together again, and then a figure fell from midair in embarrassment, hitting the center of the ring.

Boom!

There was a loud noise like thunder, and a human-shaped pothole was smashed out in the center of the ring, and a figure struggled out in embarrassment.

Everyone looked at it, and was shocked to find that this embarrassed figure was the extremely powerful Zhuo Wen just now.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was extremely embarrassed, his hair was disheveled, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his blood was boiling. JrNovels.com