Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 486 The god of death is coming "Hehehe, just save yourself, you want to please me with sweet words, and then let me show mercy? This is really a big joke!" Sikong Yan has already rejected Li Miao's praise.

As soon as Li Miao heard what Sikong Yan said, he immediately understood that his goal had been achieved, and now he had successfully conveyed to Sikong Yan a thought of compromise, and Sikong Yan also believed in Li Miao's compromise, that is to say, let The conditions for Sikong Yan to pretend to be coercive have been fulfilled, ensuring that Li Miao will not be crushed to pieces by the opponent's big move. ┌* ┐

So now it seems that Li Miao just needs to wait for death. Although it looks ridiculous, it is actually very good. It can be said that this is the only way. The difference in strength between the two is too large. All struggles will be in vain.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Stunned? Stop talking? Want to go on the road?" Sikong Yan raised his noble head, his cold and contemptuous gaze was like a dirty blade, making Li Miao horrified and disgusted.

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, we are all educated people, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands." Li Miao actually played a fool, which made everyone dumbfounded. Could it be that people from the Helingmen used to say Crosstalk?This is not seen at all.

"Haha, brat, in the eyes of Bingquemen, you are farting, haha, you are also a fart." Sikong Min continued to laugh wantonly.

"Oh, Brother Sikong, if I'm such a fart, can you let me go?" Li Miao's words had a deep meaning.

Sikong Jing thought for a while, then immediately laughed again.

"Even if you're a fart, I can't let you go." Sikong Yan said thoughtfully.

"Then you mean to say that if you fart yourself, you have to eat. Is that what you mean?" Li Miao asked suspiciously, pretending to be stupid.

"You bastard, go see the King of Hades!" Sikong Min's temperament is not small. Just now Li Miao praised him to a high level, but now he is thrown into the abyss. It just couldn't be easy, for a moment, Sikong Xuan roared into the sky, that tearing voice made Li Miao's goosebumps rise.

"Nimma, how can you bark like a dog? If you have the ability to kill me." Li Miao even sarcastically sarcastically. At this moment, he does not want to fight with him, but to die quickly.

Everyone was terrified and regretted why they didn't bring diapers today. This Li Miao dared to tease Sikong just now, but does he really have the strength to fight Sikong?

In fact, Li Miao also had wishful thinking in his heart. Instead of waiting for Sikong to torture himself to death slowly, it is better to have a good time and let him kill him instantly, and because the other party is angry, in principle, he will not use colorful It is estimated that most of the time it is fists, so Li Miao is also fighting.

"Scrap! How can I, Sikong Yan, be ridiculed by you, go to the underworld!" Sikong Yan clenched his fists without saying a word, and the aura that burst out in an instant blows the surrounding ice and snow all over the sky. Terrified.

"It doesn't matter who dies, you stinky bastard!" Li Miao originally wanted to use some fashionable words to insult him, but considering that Sikong Min's IQ might not be able to understand it, it is better to use something popular.

"Ah~~Go to hell!!!" Sikong Shu waved his arms and rushed towards Li Miao suddenly. His posture, aura, and manner were definitely unprecedented in this training plan.

But Li Miao was really not afraid, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc. In his opinion, the opportunity had come, and then Li Miao also rose into the air, and raised his relatively thin fist to meet him.

Such a scene can be said to be unprecedented, more like an ignorant person hitting a stone with an egg. Everyone was dumbfounded. They were looking forward to the scene after the two collided. Was it Sikong Shu who beat Li Miao to death without a place to bury him? Li Miao was beaten to death by Sikong, and there is no place to bury him. In fact, it's all the same thing.

Seeing that the two of them were about to touch each other, everyone's breathing was also stagnant. From their point of view, maybe the wonderful moment of kung fu would be gone in the blink of an eye, so they didn't have time to catch their breath.

Finally, when the fists of the two were about to collide fiercely, Li Miao made a bold decision, a decision that made everyone dumbfounded.

That's right, Li Miao put down his tight fists and gave up all the struggles, and saw that he stretched out his tough chest with a smile, and met Sikong's earth-shattering fist without slowing down at all.

Immediately, Sikong Yan was also taken aback by Li Miao's actions. At first Li Miao raised his fist recklessly to meet him. Sikong Yan thought he was overreaching, but now why did he give up on his own initiative? He has always been good at Sikong Yan, who was thinking, was a little confused.

But since the fist has been punched, there is no reason to take it back. After a little doubt, Sikong Yan still punched Li Miao's chest.

"Boom..." Li Miao's chest was dented by the fist, and his body also flew out in the direction of Sikong Yan's force. He was in the air, spraying bright red blood while losing consciousness. Following a huge parabola, Li Miao fell into a snowdrift a thousand meters away.

In fact, Li Miao should be thankful that his actions just now have successfully confused Sikong Yan, which is why he hesitated in his strength and energy. Otherwise, Li Miao's chest would not be flattened, but pierced through. That is to say, his chest is only a frame, and his physical body no longer exists.

That's right, this was the final plan buried in Li Miao's heart, and it was Li Miao's bold attempt. Although it somewhat violated the original intention of Shengfa Patriarch, he still decided to believe in himself, and he succeeded in the end.

In the snow, although he had already died, he still had a smile on his face, and the blood filled the surrounding snow. The fusion of blood and snow was like a famous international dish, the snow covered the flaming mountains.

Of course, what kind of dish is the snow-covered Flaming Mountain? You might vomit blood if you say it, it is tomato dipped in sugar.

Long story short, let’s talk about everyone’s performance. When Sikong Ju beat Fei Li Miao, everyone’s expressions were pained, as if the punch had hit them, because that kind of pain was not ordinary. It is conceivable that the taste is tens of thousands of times more painful than a broken egg.

Watching Li Miao fall into the snow thousands of meters away, everyone lowered their heads deeply and kept sighing, wondering whether they lamented that Li Miao was too stupid to send him to die when he knew he was bound to die, or It is a pity that they did not see a wonderful fight, which made them regret for life.

"Hurry up and check Feng Weile's injuries, hurry up!" Sikong Dong's expression was as if he had lost his beloved child. In his eyes, Li Miao was the most qualified seed player of Bingquemen. He didn't want to be so Excellent cultivators died so inexplicably.

In fact, Sikong Dong also wanted to rush over, but because of his own face, he could only order his servants. If he was criticized for this, it would be ridiculous.