Chapter 127: Huanghuang Longwei, and Then Bomb the Arena

99 contestants moved at the same time!

Some people brazenly killed the nearest player, some people quit the battle circle immediately, and some people directly formed a small team...

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

The fighting platform suddenly became extremely turbulent, and the enthusiasm of the audience that had been backlogged for four years all burst out at this moment, screaming like a chicken blood!

The sound shook the sky and almost overturned the ceiling!

"Ellen, come on! Kill these bastards!"

"Victory is yours, Jarvis!"

"Watch your left side! Left side, idiot..."

"Little devil, this is not the place you can come!"

A burly and strong man rushed towards Menglei with a fierce face: "Dad will send you home now!"

Persimmons are specially selected for soft pinch!

Everyone knows this!

The brawny man had been eyeing Meng Lei for a long time, so he killed him as soon as the game started!

"Ha ha!"

Meng Lei stood still and let the strong man kill him. When the strong man was about to approach, he turned sideways to avoid the strong man's attack, and shot with his left hand!

"boom--"

The brawny man seemed to have been hit by a speeding locomotive, and flew out in an instant, and then flew out of the ring!

"what's the situation?"

The strong man got up from the ground, stared blankly at the tall ring, and then looked at his position, with a dazed expression!

"How did I get down?"

"Amos, you idiot!"

An angry roar came from behind, and the strong man turned his head with difficulty, and saw a fat woman with a fat body and a face full of flesh staring at him fiercely, with a hideous face!

"Dear... dear!"

The strong man shivered!

"Amos! You rice bucket, idiot, trash, garbage... My mother spent millions of gold coins to get you a place, so you wasted it?"

The fat woman's fat trembled: "When I go home today, the old lady is going to peel your skin and let you experience eighteen kinds of torture..."

"Honey, I..."

The strong man's face was pale, and he was shaking like a chicken!

"This guy……"

Menglei heard all the dialogue between the fat woman and the strong man. Except for being amused, there was no sympathy at all!

Who is not good to find, but find yourself?

I can only blame you for being unlucky!

"call out--"

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded in his ears, Meng Lei raised his eyebrows, tilted his head slightly, and a flying knife with a cold glow rubbed his ears and flew past!

"Sneak attack?"

Meng Lei turned around slowly, and saw a thin figure shrouded in black standing three meters behind him!

The head and neck are tightly wrapped, and only a pair of indifferent eyes are exposed!

"how can that be?"

However, at this moment, there was a hint of astonishment in these eyes: "So close, and with your back to me, you actually avoided my flying knife?"

"Ha ha!"

Meng Lei smiled faintly, and suddenly appeared in front of the thin figure. His eyes met, and Meng Lei whispered softly: "My mental power is shrouded in the battle stage, do you think you can sneak attack on me?"

"what?"

The thin figure was shocked, and then he felt a piercing pain coming from his abdomen. He looked down and saw that Meng Lei's fist hit his abdomen!

"boom--"

A surging force struck, and the thin figure turned into a cannonball and flew out of the battle stage!

"Assassin in the middle of the eighth level!" Menglei sighed inwardly: "The strength is definitely not weak, but it's a pity that I met me!"

Mon Ray looked at the others!

The melee continues!

Except for the two people who were knocked off the stage by him, other players also made gains, and one person was eliminated almost every 2 seconds.

The number of players in the ring is rapidly decreasing!

90, 80, 70, 60...

Five minutes later, there were only more than 20 people left on the battle stage, and the situation gradually became clear. Except for Meng Lei and a few strong people, everyone else was a small group!

Three stakes for a fence!

One hero, three gangs!

In this arena melee, even a small group of three people has a huge advantage and takes advantage of it!

Not to mention that many small groups seem to come prepared, as many as five or six people, and even a team of up to 10 people!

A team of 10 people!

The meaning is self-evident!

"Victory belongs to our Dragon Squad!"

The Zhanlong Squad is a small team of 10 people. They not only cooperate tacitly, but also have both offense and defense, like a tiger going down the mountain, quickly harvesting the remaining players!

"Boom boom-"

A five-man squad was killed by the Dragon Squad!

"Boom boom-"

A single strong man was knocked off the ring by the Dragon Squad!

"Boom boom-"

In a blink of an eye, in addition to the Dragon Squad, there were only Murray, a magician, and a six-man squad in the arena!

"Kill them!"

The Tiger Squad turned around to kill the six-man squad. Under the current situation, the six-man squad was the greatest threat. As long as the six-man squad was killed, Monley and the magician would not pose a threat at all!

"Two! Join forces to kill the Dragon Squad!"

The six-person team felt a great threat, and even recruited Meng Lei and the magician: "As long as we join forces to kill the tiger team, we will win!"

"Yes! We add up to 8 people..."

The magician's eyes flashed, and he instantly agreed with the suggestion of the six-member team, and formed an alliance with them?

Meng Lei was stunned: "Alliance?"

"Kill this guy first!"

"I've been watching him for a long time!"

"He's amazing!"

"Can't let them allies!"

"Otherwise it will be tricky!"

Seeing this, the Zhanlong Squad temporarily abandoned the seven-man squad, aimed at Meng Lei, and then directly killed it!

They are composed of 10 dragon people, either with double horns on their heads, dragon scales on their faces, or long dragon tails...

The 10 dragons are powerful, and their performance in the ring just now directly conquered countless audiences. When they saw them kill Monley, the audience screamed and cheered!

"Come on! Fighting Dragon Team, come on!"

"Kill him! Victory belongs to you!"

"Zhanlong Squad, I love you..."

"Boom boom-"

The Dragon Squad is like 10 Tyrannosaurus rex, rolling over with the momentum of tearing everything apart, "Boy, just roll off the ring when you are sensible, save our hands!"

"Bastard! You have today too!"

Seeing this scene, the strong man, thin figure and others who had been thrown off the stage by Meng Lei were overjoyed, and bursts of happiness flashed in their eyes, as if they had seen the scene of Meng Lei being beaten into a pig's head and then slammed off the stage!

"Haha! It was actually looked down upon!"

Meng Lei was still calm and calm. He looked at the crushing Dragon Squad and grabbed his right hand to the sky. The lightning elements within a kilometer radius gathered frantically!

In an instant, a ferocious silver monster revealed its figure and hovered above the battle platform!

"Ray... Thunder Dragon?"

The audience suffocated, and the cheers stopped abruptly!

The battle dragon team also looked up, and saw a giant dragon with a wingspan of more than a thousand meters, which was completely composed of thunder and lightning, appeared above their heads!

The empty eyes stared at them coldly, and the violent and tyrannical pressure swept the audience. Even if they were far away, the Zhanlong team could feel the terror of Thunder Dragon!

In an instant, everyone in the Zhanlong Squad swallowed their saliva and was drenched in cold sweat. A thought sounded from their hearts:

"If this is hit, won't you die?"

"Ow—"

Just thinking about this in my heart, the Thunder Dragon suspended above his head suddenly let out a loud and high-pitched dragon roar, then vibrated with dual wielding, and slammed down!

"boom--"

The battle platform exploded instantly!