"Although it is our lord, how is that possible?" Di Yantuo looked at Ji Hao in amazement, feeling a wave of numbness and stiffness all over his body. Di Luolan stood beside him, muttering in a damn tone.

All the tribesmen of the Di clan looked at Ji Hao in disbelief.

Those are one hundred war kings of the Ga clan, and the one hundred war kings of the Di clan are the strongest!

But they were like weak chickens, and were beaten by Ji Hao with blood and flew away. Seeing Ji Hao lifting his weight and not breathing heavily, he seemed not to be fighting, but to beat a group of dolls when an adult beats up.

"Ah, Ji Hao, you're doing a pretty job, blowing their heads!" Manman cheered in the stands, waving two sledgehammers and was about to jump off the Colosseum to fight side by side with Ji Hao.

Shaosi hurriedly grabbed Manman's little hand, and said and persuaded her to finally give up her idea of ​​going down and causing trouble.

In the Colosseum, Ji Hao hooked his fingers to the scammers of the Ga tribe, who were surprised and unsure, and shouted in a deep voice: "You are too careless, your bodies have not yet been stretched, and your strength has not returned to your peak state... Get ready and we continue."

With a cold smile, a golden flame burned with a blazing flame on Ji Hao's body. He floated three inches away from the ground and looked at the war kings of the Ga tribe and said, "If I win, you will make a soul blood oath, serve me forever, and be my servants for generations. If you win...you go and discuss the conditions with Diyantu and the others!"

A group of war kings of the Ga tribe looked back at Di Yantuo and others, and cursed in a uniform manner.

The tallest-bodied Ga tribe war king roared in a muffled voice, and the group immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and their breathing became long and powerful. The dragon-like qi and blood quickly moved into their bodies. In conjunction with the witch medicine they had just swallowed, their energy was quickly recovering.

After about half a cup of tea, a war king of the Ga tribe jumped up.

He was the weakest, so he returned to his peak state in the shortest time. Shaking his neck and shoulders, the war king raised his arms and let out a long roar, and a layer of misty blood suddenly flowed out from under his skin, dyeing him all over his body.

Di Yantuo in the stands immediately shouted loudly: "Master, be careful, this is the blood corrosive force of Blood Moon. When our Yu nobles use it, it is manifested as a blood curse; in the hands of the warriors of the Ga tribe, it is a terrible blood poison, which has extremely terrible damage to any **."

"Traitor!" The war king roared, his body flashed like the wind and flickered in front of Ji Hao, and then thousands of fist shadows quickly enveloped Ji Hao.

Ji Hao looked at the King of War who was attacking with all his might. His eyes were suddenly opened. He heard a thunder sound, and a golden lightning came out from his eyes and hit the King of War's chest hard.

Zhan Wang's strong body was penetrated by lightning, accompanied by shrill screams. The Zhan Wang's chest, which was more than four meters tall and far higher than Ji Hao, was broken into a circular hole about a foot in diameter. A large amount of golden light jumped and twisted on the wound, and a trace of golden flame attached to the wound and burned continuously. Allowing the Zhan Wang to rush and blood to rush and grow, countless granulations in the wound kept squirming and growing. However, there was no sign of healing in the wound.

With a 'bang', his heavy body fell heavily to the ground. Ji Hao stood in front of the King of War, looked down at him who was twitching all over, and said coldly: "Vulnerable, do you dare to attack me alone?"

"Why do human race have... the natal Dharma eyes that only the nobles of the Yu clan have?" The ten war kings finished their breathing adjustment. They stood up and slowly surrounded Ji Hao in a semicircle. A war king looked at Ji Hao vigilantly and said seriously: "You have something strange. But the great and supreme blood moon is on it, and the warriors of the Jia clan are never afraid of any challenges!"

Thousands of afterimages suddenly appeared, and ten Ga tribe war kings turned around Ji Hao quickly. Their bodies intertwined back and forth, constantly changing their directions. As their bodies changed, a black hurricane suddenly enveloped Ji Hao.

It was a fierce attack launched by ten fast-flashing war kings, fists, fingers, claws, elbows, and countless deadly attacks, and the afterimages overlapped with each other, turning into a black hurricane that devoured everything. It enveloped Ji Hao.

Ji Hao chuckled with a light chuckling, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were opened, and a ball of golden light shone on the Zhoutian. The movements of these war kings of the Ga tribe were almost at their extreme, and they had reached their extreme. However, under the gaze of the sun's eyes, all their movements were clearly seen by Ji Hao.

A layer of golden flame flashed on his palms, and Ji Hao waved his palms lightly. No matter how fierce the attacks of the ten war kings were, he took them down in an understatement. His fist attacked, and he sealed them with one palm; his fingertips stabbed them with one palm; his claws were grabbed, and his palms were returned; his elbows were smashed, and his palms were arranged.

The golden flames were connected together, and Ji Hao was surrounded by a layer of golden light. Everyone could see clearly that there were thousands of palm prints appearing and disappearing in the golden light, and the trajectory of each palm was clearly visible. With such a seemingly slow slap, the attacks of the ten Ga tribe war kings like storm could not break through Ji Hao's defense.

The other war kings ended their breathing regulating, and they formed a battle formation without saying a word and joined the siege of Ji Hao one after another.

The frequency of attacks gradually accelerates, three times, five times, ten times... The more war kings joined, the higher the frequency of attack, and the greater the attack power. The defensive formation in the Colosseum emits a low roar, and auspicious auras descend from the sky, imprisoning the attack power of these war kings in the Colosseum without any leakage.

Finally, the strongest war king also joined the siege, and the frequency and power of the attack suddenly reached an extremely high peak.

The golden flames on Ji Hao's palm were shaking violently. The terrible impact force made his palms hurt. Even the body of the Witch Emperor who had just condensed was extremely painful by the terrible impact force.

"Okay, the last blow!" Ji Hao suddenly shouted in a low voice.

A golden thunder fire rolled in his eyes with his eyebrows and eyes raised. There was a loud noise of "Kerala". Ninety-nine golden lights came out like sharp arrows. Each of the ninety-nine war kings of the Jia clan who besieged Ji Hao was exposed to an electric light on their chests. The flesh and blood flew across the chest, and a hole the size of a basin was broken without missing a hole.

Hundreds of War Kings vomited blood and fell to the ground, holding the transparent wound on their chests with both hands, unable to move.

Ji Hao floated three inches away from the ground, looking at them with a cold look: "Follow me, or..."

The hundred war kings looked at each other. Facing Ji Hao's terrible power and the fact that Di Yantu and the others had surrendered, the hundred war kings knelt on the ground with difficulty, touching the ground with their foreheads heavily, and paying the highest respect to Ji Hao.
Chapter completed!