_Chapter 1137 League of Legends Turret

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"Raging lottery?"

"It's ......"

"A new lottery system?"

Long Fei was a little excited, everything that had anything to do with the word rage was terrible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Goo-dong!"

Long Fei swallowed heavily and said, "Start the rampaging lottery!"

"Buzz!"

An interface appeared in Long Fei's mind.

The huge slot machines in the interface are densely packed with all kinds of things, each of which is a super item, and each one is the ultimate thing.

Game characters.

In-game items.

God-level treasures.

Super cannon.

It can be said that this berserk lottery is even more huge than the types of berserk energy that burst out, and there are even more types, and it will be dazzling to watch.

"Wow!"

"Wow, Lao Tzu's heart, system, brother is in love with you, do you want me to love you more?" ”

Who knew that without waiting for him to finish speaking, the system said directly: "I don't want to!"

Long Fei: ......

Just when Long Fei was excited about this.

There was another shock in the stands, and those people were going crazy.

The brain is twisted and can't turn.

A little slave, how could he do this?

Incredible?

"What a slave this man is?"

"Don't tell me anything slave, he's my idol now, have you ever seen such a ferocious slave?"

"It's really handsome. ”

"Who the hell is this man?"

......

Yang Yu's face was full of excitement, "Good, good, good, yellow-level four-grade...... No, just now, he broke through to the fifth rank of the yellow level, such a cultivation can do this, it's amazing, it's really fierce enough, the power is ruthless enough, it's powerful!"

The entourage beside him said: "Elder, but his cultivation is too low, and he can't meet the standards of our Yuanyang Sect at all, and he is a slave, a slave without any talent and bloodline, this kind of martial artist has no future, at most he is just a Xuan-level warrior." ”

Slave, identity underground.

Inferior!

Being looked down upon by anyone, there is no future to speak of.

Even if such a person shows no matter how strong his strength is, it is useless, at most he will make people laugh in the Colosseum, nothing more.

If you want to enter a certain family, or even be powerful in the sect, this is simply impossible.

Yang Yu didn't care, and said: "Anu, don't underestimate a slave, talent and bloodline are important, but the heart that becomes stronger is even more important." ”

That's when it happened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the Colosseum, the iron gates were opened, and the fierce demon beasts inside rushed out one by one, more than twenty of them.

"Hahaha......"

"Group battles!"

"All the monsters were released, and the slave was killed. ”

"That's it. ”

"This Colosseum doesn't have that slave alive yet, does he want to make history? Then he should be slapped in the face, hahaha......"

They don't care about Long Fei's life or death, what they want is cool.

It doesn't matter what the difference in strength he has.

No matter what the rules of the Colosseum were, they just wanted to see the picture of Long Fei being torn apart.

At this time.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the entire Colosseum shook violently and trembled.

The monsters in the field all crawled to the ground, letting out a low roar of fear.

The audience was silent for half a second, and suddenly an earth-shattering scream erupted, "Butcher, butcher, butcher......"

In a flash, a huge iron gate was opened.

There was a sound of footsteps in the depths of the dark passage, the footsteps were like heavy thunder, one step fell, the heavy thunder exploded, and everyone at the scene trembled.

The truly terrifying monster beast is out!

Wang Shanhe's face was full of coldness, and Long Fei, who was staring at the important people present, said with murderous intent: "A little slave dares to go against my palace?"

"It depends on how capable you are. ”

"Humph!"

Wang Shanhe, the head of the Hongcheng Palace.

Wang Tai's father.

Seeing his son being killed, the anger in his heart was surging and rolling, his son was killed, the palace was disgraced, and he wanted to make Long Fei pay the price of death.

"Enjoy, boy. ”

"Roaring ......"

With a loud bang, a monster with a huge body and an ugly face and a huge stone axe on its shoulder walked out of the passage, with an eye on its ugly face.

Staring at Long Fei, that huge eye glared.

"Buzz!"

A powerful force crushed down.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Long Fei's body suddenly staggered backwards, almost unable to withstand the impact of this force, and almost fell to the ground.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing that Long Fei couldn't bear it, the monster laughed excitedly.

There was also a boiling shout in the audience.

"Butcher, butcher, butcher......"

"Butcher, butcher, butcher......"

He is the king of this Colosseum.

The superstar of the whole Hongcheng.

His appearance made every Hongcheng person's blood boil.

Long Fei swept the audience at a glance, and said with a cold smile: "You like me to be killed so much, right?"

I don't feel good!

Also at this time.

Long Fei's mind moved, "Start the rampaging lottery!"

The lottery system turns up.

Long Fei was single-minded, on the one hand, he was vigilant, and on the other hand, he paid attention to the demon beasts in the field, and secretly said in his heart: "Draw a good thing for me." ”

"Demacia!"

That's when it happened.

The stone axe in the butcher's hand fell.

The ground shook, and a cloud of dust billowed from the ground.

The surrounding monsters began to roar.

"It's time to start!"

"Hahaha...... It's time to get started. ”

"Butcher, tear that damn slave to shreds. ”

"Kill him. ”

......

Yang Yu's brows tightened.

Anu said: "Elder, the cultivation of that butcher demon beast is too strong, it completely crushes him, and that slave will definitely not be able to resist it." ”

Yang Yu was wondering if he wanted to save Long Fei.

He knew that Long Fei couldn't resist it.

The power of this butcher demon beast is extremely perverted, even a person in the Yellow Rank Nine Rank realm can't resist it.

If he didn't make a move, Long Fei would definitely die.

But.

In Yang Yu's heart, he wanted to know what was Long Fei's limit?

He wanted to know Long Fei's potential!

"Hoo ......"

Yang Yu exhaled a long breath, and finally sat in his seat without moving, "Boy, let me see what your limit is." ”

This situation is a mortal situation.

Everybody knows that.

The butcher made a move, but Long Fei couldn't resist it at all.

They know.

Long Fei himself knew in his heart that the hierarchy system in the Chaos Realm was stronger than that of the Tianwu Continent, and he could use the speed of the Wind God's legs to kill Wang Tai.

Two small grades are fine.

Once it is exceeded, Long Fei will not be able to kill it at all.

The lottery system is still spinning and the results have not yet been given.

Long Fei's heart sank, and he shouted, "Kick him and then talk." ”

"Aeolian legs!"

The dragon flew as fast as lightning, sneaking up in the billowing dust.

"Bang!"

A kick in the butcher's chest, Long Fei's body sank, his right leg was about to be broken, the butcher didn't move at all, the huge eyes stared at Long Fei, grinned, and grabbed it with one hand.

Also at this time.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player Long Fei for getting the turret in League of Legends, is it released?"

"Fuck me!"

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