Chapter 421 Battle 2

"Very good." Mi Zi said faintly, "Come on, let go of Gui Yan Chu."

"Gun off Si You first!" He shouted back to Chu.

The son was expressionless: "Then look forward to him winning two more games!"

"Lord Gui," Wu Li struggled to come to Si You's side at this time, hugged his son tightly, and smiled at him. "Our mother and son are very grateful for your great kindness. Life and death are in heaven. We have thank God for not involving Lord Gui's life."

In silence, tears suddenly came out of the tiger's eyes. Mu Shen walked over, cracked the seal of his liver, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Boss Gui."

"Fuck you." The elemental force surged all over his body, and a sense of anger was nowhere to attack. He grabbed Mu Shenxing and threw him out from afar. Poor Mu Shenxingmu's guardian ranked second. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even avoid it. He flew ten or twenty feet away and fell awkwardly under the altar.

Blood soaked Shaoqiu's robe, and the Ge robe, which was smashed by powerful earth elements, flew like butterflies, with large pieces of skin on its shoulders and chest. He slowly pulled out his leg from the ground, but staggered and hardly stood firm. When everyone thought he was going to rest for a while, the child raised his head, looked calmly at the high of the altar of the six tribes, and said lightly, "The next...who will come?"

Everyone looked at each other in con's face. Dong Jing hurried over to help him up and whispered, "You don't want to die? This is unfair to you!"

Shaoqiu smiled faintly and stared at her: "When did this wilderness and Yanhuang give me justice?"

"But..." Dong Jing wanted to say more. Shaoqiu waved his hand and whispered, "Go back! If I am not defeated, you can take advantage of the gap to rush out and live one by one. Don't be stupid."

Dong Jing felt a burst of pain in his heart, but when he saw Shaoqiu's awe-inspiring eyes, he had to nod softly. When he turned around, he whispered, "If you die, I will never live alone."

Shaoqiu Muran shook his head for a moment.

"This battle, I'll do it." Mi Ziyin slowly walked to the edge of the altar and stared at Shaoqiu.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shaoqiu smiled and waved.

"No need." Mi Ziyin shook his head, "I can stand here. No matter where you are, you can fight face to face."

Shaoqiu's heart sank, knowing that this Ziyin's spiritual power had really reached an appalling level, and he was afraid that this battle would be more or less auspicious.

"Brother," Ziziyu suddenly walked behind Zizi's invisibility and bowed and said, "How about giving this battle to my younger brother?"

"Oh?" He looked at him suspiciously and said, "Are you sure to win him?"

"No." Mi Ziyu said calmly, "I have been looking forward to fighting with this person for a long time. If he died under his brother, didn't he wait for so many years in vain? I don't have to worry too much about everything with my brother.

The son was murmless.

"Ming Yu..." Ai Sang ran over with tears on his face and his dress. He saw his expressionless face, and then looked at Shaoqiu, who was standing blankly under the altar. His heart was sore and he choked, "You two brothers, why do you have to fight to the death?"

Mi Ziyu didn't look at her and said indifferently, "There are thousands of knots in my heart. How can I untie it?"

When Ai Sang saw that he was determined, he cried, "But after all, he is the brother of Kongsang Island!" How can you...how can I bear to see your brothers maimed?"

"The heart has a thousand knots... cut off with a knife!" Mi Ziyu seemed to be talking to himself. He suddenly turned his head and bowed down, "Please do it! If this battle is defeated, Ziyu will thank himself!"

Ai Sang was suddenly stunned, cried loudly, ran down the altar, and ran away. Di Yao and San Yi looked at each other and shook their heads and sighed. Dan Zhu Huoran stood up and shouted, "Sister... Where are you going?" He hurriedly got up and chased after him. Tang Qianmo and Tang Yewang also followed their king step by step and ran down the altar. Naturally, Tang Yao, a ball-like slang minister, was indispensable.

The son looked at the new brother meaningfully and couldn't help speculating about his intentions. As soon as the younger brother appeared, he felt a terrible crisis. He had already felt that there was a destructive power hidden in the teenager, which seemed to bring him great disaster. Unfortunately, although his spiritual strength is enough to penetrate the world, he can't penetrate the hearts of the people.

At this time, when he heard that Qi Ziyu dared to gamble his life, his heart moved and he secretly said, "I can't take this opportunity to get rid of this person!" At this moment, he nodded indifferently: "Brother, be careful."

Qi Ziyu nodded and walked down the altar step by step.

Shaoqiu looked at Ai Sang running away, and his heart was sour. Suddenly, it was dark in front of his eyes. Mi Ziyu stood in front of him like a burst of empty smoke. Seeing the enemy in front of him, a relaxed smile appeared on Shaoqiu's face, and he slowly sat down on a raised mound: "Mingyu, I really don't understand why you have to fight with me?"

"You really won't understand." Qi Ziyu said indifferently, "Aren't you going to stand up and fight with me?"

"It's not necessary." Shaoqiu looked indifferent, "As long as I'm with you, I will feel more relaxed. Hey, the habit I have developed since I was a child. Even if you and I have a life-and-death decision now, it seems that it's just throwing stones into the sea at the seaside of Kongsang Island in those years, and who throws it far away.

A wisp of remembrance finally appeared on Mi Ziyu's calm and waveless face, and there seemed to be some tears in his eyes.