"It's the damn Punic, he's the only one!"

"Kill him! Let his blood flow away!"

"Damn Punic, I'm going to cut his head off!"

...

In the dark door hole, the figures of three silly BI young infantry appeared again in Lei Zhentian's eyes.

At this time, Lao Lei at least understood one thing. If he wanted to break out of this infinite cycle, he had to work hard and survive three rounds of battle.

Otherwise, everything will be done again.

A cold light flashed in Lei Zhentian's eyes. After experiencing several real deaths, his mind gradually became calm. He also learned to use the environment to exchange the smallest price for the greatest results.

Three young Roman infantrymen couldn't wait to surround him. Lao Lei slowly retreated to the corner of the arena, covering his back well.

Seize the opportunity, either not attack or kill with one sword.

If you want to survive three rounds of challenges, you have no extra physical strength to waste...

"Damn Punic, kill!"

One of the three young Roman infantrymen couldn't wait to raise the dagger in their hands.

In Lei Zhentian's eyes, this was a chopping action. In a short period of time, his right hand and right rib were completely exposed.

"It's now!"

Lei Zhentian was shocked, and the blue veins on his arm suddenly raised, and the cold and sharp blade penetrated into the opponent's right rib with a sword.

Then, he quickly pulled out, causing a piece of blood to emerge. The round shield in his hand was thrust forward at the same time, blocking the other two slashing swords in one fell swoop.

Assassination with one blow! With the protection of the round shield, all parts of Lei Zhentian's body are basically not exposed. Mastering this technique, he can easily reduce one-third of the pressure.

Bang...

The body of the young Roman infantry fell to the ground with a dull sound.

With the moment when the other two Romans were distracted, Lao Lei's dagger attacked again, and stabbed the opponent's big shield with a sword. With the elasticity of the shield, the sword tip was raised. When he quickly pulled the sword away, one edge of the dagger quietly wiped through the opponent's throat.

Fierce and decisive, and cannot miss an opportunity to attack. Blood splattered, and another corpse fell to the ground.

In just a short moment, Lei Zhentian's two successful assassinations revealed a cold, cruel and full of sexual scent.

Coupled with his highly focused eyes, it caused a heavy psychological burden to the only remaining young Roman infantry in the end.

"You're going to cut off grandpa's head and pee at it?"

Facing the last young Roman infantryman, Lao Lei's eyes became cold, and he threw away the round shield in his hand, and suddenly became irritable.

"When did I say it..."

The young Roman infantry looked at Lei Zhentian with great nervousness. He thrust forward with a convex shield, hiding his whole body behind the shield, and retreating step by step.

"Die!"

Before the other party could finish his words, Lei Zhentian roared and quickly approached the other party's body, bang, bang, bang... assassination, slash, and venting.

Faced with Lei Zhentian who had lost his mind and vented wildly, the young Roman infantry had the opportunity to cause damage to him. However, the corpses of his two companions were standing beneath his feet, and the unstoppable ferocity exposed by Lei Zhentian's body invisibly weakened his courage.

Even the shield in his hand didn't know when it flew away, and was struck down by Lei Zhentian, and it was slashed into two pieces from his shoulder to his abdomen, splashing it so hard that Lao Lei's face was covered with blood!

“Hu…hu…”

"Is it really good for him?"

The final crazy vent comforted Lao Lei's feeling of aggrieved death several times.

Although he was not injured, the severe physical exhaustion still made Lao Lei gasp continuously.

Scream-

Soon, when Lei Zhentian was still intoxicated in the refreshing scene just now, the wooden door opened again, and in the dark door hole, six Roman prime infantry roared. "It's the damn Puni, kill it, chop up this stupid BI!"

Soon, Lei Zhentian fell to the ground with no eyes again, and lay on the ground with his face on his back, paying the price for his momentary impulse, "Male Gobi! I will never be impulsive anymore."

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Lei Zhentian's consciousness came to a dark tunnel and slid towards the next very bright hole.

In the following battle cycle, Lei Zhentian showed surprisingly calmness and calmness, and gradually learned to calculate.

Calculate the opponent's combat power, calculate the assistance that the surrounding environment can bring, calculate the killing effect of the weapons in your hand, calculate who is the easiest to attack, calculate everything...

After experiencing more than 60 cycles of life and death, the three young Roman infantry were basically able to be played with by him, and finally torture and kill to death.

He finally killed six middle-aged infantry soldiers. Although they were covered in blood and their lives were in danger, they finally survived.

"The third round of the challenge is to be an elite veteran of the Roman legion, right?"

Lei Zhentian supported the ground with his only remaining one hand, endured the blood in his throat, and maintained his last breath. Before he died, he finally witnessed a bunch of figures rushing out of the dark door hole.

"Damn it! Do you dare not let me guess correctly? There are 12 elite veterans holding swords and shields, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6,...12. There are actually 12 people who are he!"

When Lao Lei was excited, he vomited blood from his throat in big mouthfuls. Before he had any contact with the 12 Roman elites, he drowned in his pool of blood in a very aggrieved manner.

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Lei Zhentian's consciousness came to a dark tunnel and slid towards the next very bright hole.

How many times has this been dead?

Two hundred times, three hundred times... or more? Lao Lei can't remember it clearly.

When he killed the last Roman elite infantry, with a pair of blood-red eyes raised, walked out of the dark door hole.

Lao Lei’s only feeling is that he has been completely subverted! All the world outlook, outlook on life, values, and three outlooks are destroyed.

At this time, you can feel his cruel and indifference from the aura alone.

What kind of look was that? Just a glance, you could feel a creeping cold air rushing straight into your brain along your waist, a feeling like you were being targeted by a poisonous snake, which could not be removed for a long time.

The sharp eyes contain the decisiveness of killing and the cold-blooded and cruel treatment of oneself and the enemy. You can do whatever you want to achieve your goal.

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