"Hmph, you didn't leave me in the Siberian jungle thirty years ago. Today, thirty years later, you can't leave me alone."

After glanced at the men of Nicholasbatu in front of him, Mislo sneered.

"Is that true? Thirty years ago, if you hadn't been alert, you would have become the soul of my subordinates. Thirty years later, you are not as lucky as before. You were seriously injured. I want to see what kind of waves you, the old bones, can make."

Seeing Mislo sneer, Nicholas Batu also showed a mockery look on his face.

The two of them are the heads of the big family. They have fought for many rounds over the years for the development of the family, and the friction has continued during this period.

Thirty years ago, Mislo went deep into the heart of Siberia, causing Nicholas Batu, who received the news, to siege Tungus in the area of ​​Tungus, and was almost killed.

Thirty years later, the plot will be repeated.

"I can't kill everyone, but I guess it's okay to play with you."

As he spoke, Mislo's aura suddenly increased a lot. If it weren't for the slightest blood on the corner of his lips, I'm afraid no one would have seen that he was seriously injured now.

"You find it interesting to show off your words."

Nicholas Batu sneered.

"The advantage of words seems to be you talking nonsense here. If you want to fight, you will fight. I don't have much time to chat with you here."

"Since that's the case, don't blame me, the old guy, for killing me."

With a roar, Nicholasbatu shook his fists, and his whole body was soaring and he turned over and rushed towards Mislo who was landing on the opposite side.

At the same time, several subordinates of the wolf clan next to him rushed up collectively, trying to kill Mislo.

"A group of rats and snakes, I have been roaming Europe for decades, but I don't believe it can be in your hands."

With a cold shout, Mislo forced himself to suppress his injuries, circulated his entire body's energy, and purple blood flowed throughout his body, and a purple light curtain emerged throughout his body, just like the eastern qi.

Nicholas Batu, who rushed up first, was full of momentum, and his fists were directly slashed towards Mislo as he approached him with claws.

If this is really solid, even if Mislo has an indestructible body, he will probably be dismantled.

"It's still the old routine, you haven't made any progress over the years."

Facing the opponent's heart-wrenching blow, Mislo sneered, and his hands stepped forward and blocked it directly. His body rushed forward again, colliding with the opponent.

Almost at the same time, the two of them were entangled together like lightning.

For a moment, the sound of cracking rocks caused by the collision of two people's fists and feet.

The men of the wolf clan wanted to step forward, but they didn't join the battle group at all. When they went up several times, they were hit by the violent shock waves of the two, and they fell on the surrounding rocks one by one and made them feel dizzy.

"Mislow, you are seeking death. Have you forgotten that Yuanli cannot be called for a long time? I use my own arrogant power, and in the end you will only die."

With a loud punch, the two of them set aside again.

This time, not only Mislo's clothes were a little broken, but Nicholas Batu did not get any benefits either.

Even if Mislo was injured, his combat power was there, and he was not at the end of his journey.

The lethality it bursts out is still not something that can be stopped casually.

Even after the wolf leader Nicholas Batu, who claimed to be infinitely self-healing, suffered this strong attack, his body was dripping bloody and blood was seeping out.

However, this injury was not serious. Under the observation of the naked eye, the wounds all over his body were slowly healing.

"Is that right? Maybe you forgot where this is, this is the tomb of my Atlantis family's ancestral land. All the curses here are only for outsiders, and they do not do anything to me, what you say."

Mislo pulled up his lips slightly, and his purple eyes flashed with a faint light staring at Nicholas Batu. From the beginning, he saw through the other party's thoughts.

The wolf clan is born with a huge advantage in physical fitness, but it is not good at practicing martial arts.

The latter wanted to use the curse power in the Sea God's treasure to force himself to exhaust the energy in his body and kill him.

If it were someone else, he might have succeeded, but it’s a pity that this place was originally his Mislo’s tribe.

All this curse against outsiders will not work for him.

"I told you, the old guy, can still fight for so long after fighting hard with me. I didn't expect there was such a hurdle."

Nicholas Batu's eyebrows tightly shrank, and his expression looked a little unhappy.

"It surprised you, maybe, I will be even more surprised when I lift your dog's head later."

"Ha... You still want to kill me when you say you're so angry, don't you think this is a fantasy."

"I think I can give it a try."

Rubbing his arms, Mislow seemed confident and calm.

"Just based on you now."

"Just based on me now."

"Then I'll kill you first."

It seemed that he was not surprised by Mislo's favor and disgrace, and his arrogant attitude was a little angered. Nicholasbatu was furious and pulled out a huge afterimage in the air, falling directly from the sky, with his hands spreading open to tear Mislo's appearance.

"Purple Blood Handprint."

At this moment, a huge purple handprint suddenly condensed in Mislo's hand, and layers of light waves emerged from his white palm. Then he stepped forward with his feet, and roared and printed directly at Nicholas Batu who was rushing down in the air.

"You still used this move, but unfortunately it was useless to me."

In the air, Nicholas Batu flashed without a trace, and the purple blood handprint that Mislo cast was directly printed in the space.

However, in the face of this situation, he seemed to have expected it. While printing this handprint into the air, his figure was just following it, and he actually noticed the direction of Nicholas' dodging.

Another thick purple blood handprint was printed, and with a "wave", this time, Nicholas Batu, who had just fallen down, was hit on the back.

Before he stood firm, he groaned and his face suddenly changed.

"You...you are not the Purple Blood Handprint, you...what are you?"

Nicholas Batu was shocked at this moment. He didn't expect that Mislo's speed was faster than him now. What scared him even more was that this mark, which seemed to be the purple blood seal, was hitting into his body. In addition to the previous collision, it then hit seven consecutive forces.

From the outside, I did not receive any trauma, but my internal organs were bombarded by a series of bombardment.

He rushed directly to his throat with a mouthful of blood, and he swallowed it in one mouthful.
Chapter completed!