Chapter 1375 Bloodthirsty as Usual

In the arena, one hundred male slave gladiators have surrounded one hundred female slaves.

The women were all huddled together, with faces full of fear and cries.

This is a fallen world. The civilians in the stands have been oppressed a lot, and most of their souls are corrupt. They are eager to see bloody scenes. It seems to be a consolation for their daily experiences, and it seems to be a salvation for their end-of-life lives.

Qin An's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were scanning the arena with a cold gaze.

Even with bare hands, a gladiator can completely wipe out a woman who looks like a little sheep, not to mention having a weapon in his hand?

Just as he was thinking in his mind, Qin An's eyes suddenly stopped because he saw an ordinary and familiar face among the group of women!

Why does it feel familiar?

Qin An was stunned for a while. This was the first time he felt like this after waking up.

Even Qi Lu, who claimed to be his wife, felt strange to Qin An. Why did he feel familiar with the female slave below?

The host had finished introducing the gladiators and announced the start of the ceremony amidst the cheers of the people!

The gladiators immediately roared and rushed into the crowd of women. The scene was bloody and violent. The women did not dare to resist at first. They were pulled away by the gladiators.

Some gladiators had no intention of venting, or they adopted another method, which was to directly kill the woman they captured with the weapons in their hands, and then kept hacking at the corpse. They knew that after a while They are about to go all out. Doing things between men and women will definitely consume their physical strength. They have not lost their minds in order to survive, although the chance of surviving is very slim. Therefore, they prefer to start with killing and use violent blood to get themselves into the best fighting condition.

Some have given up completely. After catching the woman, they will laugh and unbutton their pants, then use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed, and perform a restricted-level drama in front of tens of thousands of spectators. , the people around were excited and shouting loudly.

Some are even more abominable. Their goal is not killing or eroticism, but teasing.

At this time, Yin Shiyao was experiencing something like this. Her opponent was a man who was not very tall, but also had muscles.

In just ten seconds, Yin Shiyao had been kicked by him three times.

The pain made Yin Shiyao almost shed tears. She no longer wanted to get up!

Maybe facing this kind of pain, whether it's being killed or being pinned down by the gladiator, it's a kind of relief, right?

"Get up! I haven't had enough! If you don't get up, I will cut off your hands and feet and make you a human stick! Haha, get up!"

The male slave gladiator roared and looked like a mental patient.

Yin Shiyao's heart was filled with fear, and she suddenly thought of the man named Qin An.

He is a liar. He clearly said he would come here to find her in a few days, but now so many days have passed and he has never shown up!

If he hadn't killed his previous master, he wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable situation, right?

The tears finally fell, and Yin Shiyao stopped being afraid. She lay motionless on the ground and closed her eyes.

Just do it, no matter what that horrible devil was going to do to her, she wasn't going to let him get too proud of her.

Didn't he just want to see himself struggling in pain? She is the majestic Yin Shiyao. She has all the memories of the sword god Yan Liuxiang. Why should she live so cowardly? She should have died!

In the stands, Qin An was confused for some reason.

Why, why can this group of people kill so without any scruples?

Where are his memories? What kind of world is this?

Suddenly, Qin An saw the gladiator raising his ax and slashing at the ordinary-looking woman with a perfect figure.

No! don't want!

Qin An shouted loudly in his heart. He originally thought he could do nothing, but suddenly, his mind became dizzy. He quickly opened his eyes and saw an ugly and excited face close at hand. He also saw that The ax that cut it down.

Qin An rolled on the ground without thinking, and then jumped up like a carp. While dodging the attack, he also distanced himself from the man.

What's going on?

Qin An couldn't figure out the situation. He didn't know that the protective spirit skills of the Divine Sword God had been combined with the ability of the Wandering Soul Sword God to allow his soul to travel through time and enter Yin Shiyao's body!

This ability can be regarded as a kind of combining ability. After traveling into Yin Shiyao's body, the protective spirit increased Yin Shiyao's own strength dozens of times.

It's a pity that Yin Shiyao is not a superpower, so the so-called improvement in strength is just that her strength and speed have become stronger.

But these are enough, the slaves are not superpowers, and now Yin Shiyao is enough to deal with these people.

What's even more amazing is that Yin Shiyao did not lose consciousness. She seemed to have opened a soul space, and at this time, in this space, Qin An and Yin Shiyao actually stood opposite each other.

"Are you Qin An?"

Yin Shiyao can see Qin An's figure in her soul space world, but Qin An, who controls Yin Shiyao's body, can only hear her voice in his heart.

Sure enough, this woman also knows him! It seems that Qi Lu didn't lie. Her real name is really Qin An!

The city owner Li Shulan is a 60-year-old woman. When the apocalypse broke out, her whole family died. Later, she fell into trouble in Ruyan City. She is considered a veteran of the Moling Sect.

Tian Qiguang, the king of the city, is 40 years old. He is not a superpower and is responsible for managing administrative affairs in the city.

The management system of Peacock Terrace is somewhat similar to that before the end of the world. Military and political affairs are separated and do not interfere with each other.

Although the city lord is indifferent, he controls the power of the superpowers in the city, so the religious kings generally respect the city lord.

Li Shulan was holding a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms. He was lying there obediently, breathing steadily and seemed to have fallen asleep. He was really her most powerful apocalyptic soul boy.

Li Shulan didn't look young, she was just an old lady about 60 years old. She had been looking at her children with a kind face, and she didn't raise her head until the host said that the competition was about to start.

Tian Qiguang, who was sitting next to her, smiled and said:

"Lord City Lord, I don't know if we can have the last laugh this year."

"Well, the winner of the slave competition will receive a lot of resources from the main city. Many events and events next year will also be held in the winner's city, which will make our economy more prosperous. Living in Peacock Terrace, you have to grab everything. What? You have to fight for it! Short-term happiness is hard-won!"

"Haha, the city lord has been responsible for the training and selection of slave gladiators. It's hard work!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the couple behind him and whispered: "City Lord, the new couple..."

"I don't know about the man, but that woman is definitely a super strong person! Although I can't completely trust them, I am willing to take a gamble. If we can have one more super strong person in Shulan City, it will be a big deal What a good thing!”

After Li Shulan finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and saw the bloody joy that had already been staged in the arena, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She was also a kind housewife many years ago, but the baptism of the apocalypse has turned her into a ruthless demon.

Numerous encounters many years ago made her worse than a dog, but now she is playing with human life at the mercy of applause. This seems to be a good sublimation. Her soul has become so powerful that she is bloodthirsty as usual.