War garbage collection system

Han Xing, who was already a little out of breath, was stunned when he saw the 19 bison running towards him, but he immediately calmed down.

He was seen moving swiftly among the bison. At the same time, he pulled out a dagger that he had seized from his waist. He was too tired! He needed a weapon.

At this time, he was seen holding a sharp dagger in his hand, his eyes firm and resolute.

The bison were extremely wild. They were panting and charging towards Han Xing with their sharp horns.

Han Xing was extremely calm and dodged to the side to avoid the charge of a bison. He then suddenly jumped up and jumped onto the back of another bison.

He grasped the bison's fur tightly and stabbed the dagger into the bison's neck with force.

The bison roared in pain and struggled hard, but Han Xing was not afraid and held the bison's neck tightly.

At the same time, the sharp dagger thrusts in and out quickly.

Finally, the bison fell down. It was about to die. Turbid tears flowed from its lifeless eyes.

As time went by, Han Xing's body was covered in blood, but his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

He let out a long roar, and his speed became even faster.

Time and again he cleverly dodged the bison's attacks while delivering fatal blows.

In the end, all 19 bison fell down, and Han Xing stood in a pool of blood. He was panting, but his body was filled with the joy of victory.

He survived again.

There was no trace of acting in that expression.

"Quick, quick, the 15-man team, the Tiger team, and the 30-man team, the Azure Dragon team.

You all should hurry up and capture him, no matter if he is dead or alive, you can even kill him.

Hurry up, do you hear me? Don't give him a chance to breathe, it will be too late, don't regret it! "

This was the angry voice of the official host again. He was already speaking without thinking, and the word "command" came out of his mouth.

So, a fully armed team of 15 people, the Tiger Squad, appeared in the Colosseum.

Afterwards, the 30-man Qinglong team also appeared in the Colosseum fully armed.

When they came up, they did not attack all at once, but started to form a battle formation.

The Tiger Squad deployed the "Triangle Charge Formation" and the Azure Dragon Squad deployed the "Plum Blossom Formation".

When Han Xing saw two more battle formations, his scalp went numb and he turned and ran.

This Korean star, does he want to escape?

Is he no longer brave enough to confront head-on?

what happened to him?

Isn't he very cool?

Isn't he fearless?

He is not……

……

This made the 45 gladiators who were in two battle formations a little confused.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should chase after him.

At this moment, the official host's voice came again:

"Hey! You idiots, what are you still doing standing there? Why don't you chase him? Catch this Korean star for me, and I'll reward you handsomely!"

Well! The two battle formations they had set up with great difficulty were disbanded by this sentence from the brainless official host.

They chased after him, but Han Xing's speed was not fast, basically the same as those gladiators. It seemed that Han Xing was taking a rest.

As they chased and fled, they ran around the huge arena three times.

At this time, the fast gladiator had caught up with Han Xing and launched an attack.

Han Xing did not tolerate them and turned around to fight back. At this point, it was basically one on one or one on two, or at most one on three.

This is the wisdom of the Spartan warriors, they always fight against only a few people.

Seeing the gladiators being knocked to the ground one by one by Han Xing, the official host, with his eyes completely red, went crazy and shouted loudly:

"All gladiators, listen carefully. I am ordering you now: quickly capture this Korean star for me, even if he is dead."

Damn it, he must be so engrossed in his acting, right? Has he forgotten who he is? How dare he give such an order?

As a result, the entire Colosseum was in a frenzy, and more than 1000 gladiators ran out from different rooms, all of them armed to the teeth.

Just like that, they entered the arena in a mighty force and surrounded Han Xing's position.

When Han Xing saw this scene, he let out a long howl and then burst into laughter.

Next, his movements could no longer be considered human movements; they were beyond the scope of human beings.

I saw that his speed was almost faster than lightning, and his strength was astonishingly great.

If you touch it, you will be seriously injured, and if you rub it, you will be slightly injured.

Combined with Han Xing's physical strength, his defense is as strong as a solid wall that is difficult to be damaged by swords and knives.

His entire body at this moment was like a tank, able to sweep away everything.

The screams of "ah ah ah" continued to spread from the arena.

At this time, the noble slave owners were no longer watching the excitement, they were watching the horror.

At this time, their three views have collapsed.

At this time, they looked at the Korean star as if they were looking at a god.

Although there were a lot of gladiators, Han Xing's speed was not slow either, and the air was full of gladiators.

They were all thrown by Han Xing towards the pile of beast corpses.

Damn, this is so addictive!

In less than ten minutes, there were no more gladiators standing in the arena.

They were all piled up by Korean stars, and it looked like a small hill.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xing took off a few times and flew to the top of the small meat mountain.

He stood at the top and yelled:

"Hey! Listen to me: I am the slave king, I am the god of war!

Now, I ask you: Who else?!? "

The echo of "Who else?" continued to echo in the Colosseum and in the hearts of the slave-owning nobles.

How domineering!

It's mind-shaking.

Let the entire Colosseum fall into silence.

Han Xing looked at these slave-owning nobles in front of him with sharp eyes, feeling full of pressure.

Even if these noble audiences wanted to take a breath, they couldn't because the air pressure was too low.

Then, Han Xing announced loudly:

"I, the God of War Han Xing, now declare: The second uprising of slaves has now officially begun."

As soon as Han Xing finished speaking, a large number of iron-blooded warriors walked into the arena. Their steps were in unison, and a murderous aura shocked the entire audience.

The frightened Tiger King also stood up in fear. He looked at Ning Hong beside him and asked with a smile:

"My dear Ning, this is the wonderful ending you want me to see, right?"

"Hahaha! Yes, Your Majesty, this is the wonderful ending my master wants you to see."

Upon hearing this, the Tiger King frowned, and then he roared:

"Someone, come here! Arrest this traitor for me."

Unfortunately, the guards around him seemed not to have heard his orders.

The Tiger King frowned even more and once again loudly issued an order:

"Guards, arrest the traitor Ning Hongxiao quickly.

Did you hear me? Hurry up and give it to me..."

"Hahaha! Your Majesty, you don't need to give any more orders. They are all my people and will not listen to you. You should save your energy! Hahaha!"

"Ah! How could this happen? You..."

The Tiger King, whose speech was interrupted, could no longer stand and collapsed into the chair!

"Hahaha! Your Majesty, you never thought that this day would come to you.

Now, King, you are a prisoner, how do you feel? "

"Haha! This is just a matter of success and failure, nothing special.

Ning Hong smiled, I thought I had always treated you well, why did you betray me?

"Haha! Why? King Tiger, let me ask you, can you be as powerful as my master Han Xing? Are you as powerful as him?"

The old tiger king became even older.

He didn't!