Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Su Wujing would not give him a chance to react. He attacked Qianliu with a series of moves and kicked Qianliu off the platform in a few strokes.

Qianliu fell to the ground and retreated quickly, waving the long whip in his hand instantly after pulling away.

Su Wujing didn't hide. He raised his hand and grabbed the whip after seeing it clearly. He pulled Qianliu towards him with force. Qianliu couldn't match Su Wujing's strength and had to let go.

Su Wujing looked at the whip with disgust and threw it away. A fiery red wolf suddenly jumped up and bit the whip, spitting flames from its mouth and burning the whip into darkness. He stared at Qianliu with his cold eyes.

As the whip disappeared, all the beasts roared. The fire wolf tried to pounce but was knocked away by the big tiger and roared at it.

This was Su Wujing's prey and no one could touch it. The fire wolf was frightened and looked back at Su Wujing. It lowered its head in obedience and followed to find new prey.

Su Wujing also jumped off the high platform and continued to fight Qianliu. He was exploring the strength of the King of Martial Arts, and judging by his level, how far his current strength could reach that of a martial artist.

After a few fights, Su Wujing was almost done, and was not interested in playing with Qianliu any more. He kicked him more than ten meters away, then quickly ran to grab Qianliu's neck and pushed him to the wall. Break Qianliu's neck.

With the addition of Fire Wolf on the other side, the battle ended quickly. The Colosseum turned into hell again, with only a dozen beasts and more than 20 people left.

Qingyun stepped over the corpse and ran towards Su Wujie. He wanted to hold Su Wujie's hand but stopped. He kept wiping his hands on the dirty clothes and looked up at Su Wujie with a smile asking for praise.

Su Wujing lowered his eyes and looked at Qingyun, but the teenage boy was not inferior to anyone in the Colosseum.

He stretched out his hand stiffly and patted Qingyun on the head, then turned around and waved away the black mist.

The black mist dispersed, and a pressure followed closely. The beast was suppressed and lowered its head. Qingyun and Wu Da also knelt down with painful expressions on their faces.

Only Su Wujing stood there indifferently without any influence. Big Tiger and Fire Wolf immediately stepped forward and stood beside Su Wujing, looking fiercely at the outside.

"Where does Xiaoxiao dare to cause trouble in the imperial city?"

There was a loud shout, and a middle-aged man in gray robe appeared, riding a white wolf on his crotch. His mouth was muzzled, and there were obvious scars on his snow-white hair.

Seeing this, the big tiger and the fire wolf were furious, lowering their heads and ready to attack at any time.

Su Wujing grabbed the tiger's fur and said, "This is mine!"

The tiger responded, as if to say that the white wolf belonged to them.

Su Wujing didn't care either. He waved his hand to disperse the remaining black fog and saw clearly the large number of troops outside, completely surrounding the Colosseum.

People outside also saw clearly the situation in the Colosseum. The bloody scene like purgatory made everyone nervous and their hearts beating wildly.

Mo Heng, who was on the white wolf, saw the killed Qianliu at a glance, and he shouted sternly, "Leave these two beasts to me! Kill them!"

As Mo Heng gave an order, the troops outside rushed in. Mo Heng also pointed at the fire wolf, and the white thunder came. The fire wolf roared and tried to jump away, but suddenly a figure flashed in front of him and flew towards its white thunder. He was slapped away directly.

Huolang was stunned, and so was Mo Heng. Only Su Wujing, who slapped Bai Lei away, looked normal.

He glanced at his hand, and the back of it was completely black. It must have been injured by Bai Lei, but he didn't feel the pain because it was shielded by the cloud.

Su Wujing didn't care. When Mo Heng pointed again, he stepped forward and slapped Bai Lei away with one hand. Su Wujing jumped up and quickly came to Mo Heng, and kicked him away with just one kick.

Su Wujing continued to pursue, and grabbed the spears of those soldiers. When the white thunders continued to attack, he calmly waved his spears to open the white thunders.

However, Bai Lei's power was quite strong, and the spear broke instantly. Su Wujing could only get closer and grab the weapon at a speed so fast that no one could see clearly.

Soon Su Wujing came to Mo Heng's side, swept across with his spear, and sealed his throat with blood. The strongest spirit king in Tianlin Kingdom was defeated.

clap clap.

As the applause rang out, Su Wujing looked back and saw a man in black standing on top of the Colosseum wall. The man's back was facing the sun, making it difficult to see clearly.

But Su Wujing recognized the applauding man in black just by looking at him. He dropped his spear and stretched out his hand to the man. The scorch on the back of his hand was obviously abnormal.

Lin Shuangchen frowned when he saw this, and immediately flew down and landed in front of Su Wujing. He knelt down on one knee, held Su Wujing's palm, lowered his head and kissed the burnt black back of the hand, then quickly took out a jade bottle and poured out the medicine and applied it on it. .

The charred skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lin Shuangchen raised his head and met Su Wujing's downcast gaze, "Sorry, I'm late."

Su Wujing stared at Lin Shuangchen without saying a word. Instead, he held Lin Shuangchen's hand and pulled him up. He moved forward, stood up on tiptoes, grabbed Lin Shuangchen's arm and bit his neck.

Su Wujing bit hard, and the smell of blood instantly filled his mouth, which was a sweet taste that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Lin Shuangchen just frowned and then relaxed. He circled Su Wujing's waist and stroked the back of his head with a smile in his eyes. "The more you suck, the deeper you miss me. It doesn't matter if you suck me dry."

When Su Wujing heard this, he just paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and continued to suck.

Lin Shuangchen just let him go and twirled Su Wujing's hair with his fingers. Not only was it short, but it was also messy, like a little hedgehog.

He thought about Su Wujing's long hair and his inability to wash it, and kissed the ends of his hair very distressedly, "It will grow back soon. I will help you wash it and tie it up for you."

Su Wujing stopped sucking and let out a grunt, then let go of his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "There's no more juice."

"Have you finished drinking?"

"Ah."

Lin Shuangchen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the floating clouds next to him. He had prepared a lot, but why were they gone after only two months?

Yunyun said with a smile, [Susu gave it to Xiao Qingyun, and Wu Da and others. 】

Lin Shuangchen also smiled, pinched Su Wujing's earlobe and praised, "My Highness has learned to share, that's great."

It wasn't like a compliment at all. Su Wujing pushed the person away and wiped his mouth hard, then gave Lin Shuangchen a look of shamelessness.

Lin Shuangchen's smile deepened, and he coaxed in a low voice, "Okay, I'll replenish the supplies for you. You can drink as much as you want."

Su Wujing moved his eyes aside. The Tianlin army gave up resistance after Mo Heng's death. The white wolf was rescued and stood with the beasts. Wu Da also led people to watch from a distance. Only Qingyun looked like this. Hesitant to step forward, he looked at Su Wujing and Lin Shuangchen curiously.

Lin Shuangchen glanced at the current miserable situation and didn't care. He put his arms around Su Wujing and said, "Go to the space to rest. Leave the rest to me. I will come in to accompany you after I finish it."

Su Wujie nodded, and entered the space in the next second. He took his clothes and soaked in the hot spring. Su Wujie felt a little drowsy.

Although he defeated the King of Martial Arts and the King of Spirit one after another, it took a lot of physical exertion, and he discovered the respective characteristics of martial arts and spiritual cultivation.