C48 (2/2)

The Mayor was still defending, but Young Master Qing and the others could see that there was something fishy going on.

They thought, that shouldn't be the case. This question was quite obvious. Why would Hai Tian foolishly jump into the trap?

This was what it meant to be a fan and see clearly from the sidelines.

The Six Arts Dao was profound!

Even the mayor was only a master of the Six Arts Dao.

That writing, that painting, had already appeared.

The word fire was the Dao of illusions.

Hai Tian continued to rapidly attack. His sharp claws were like knives as he forced the mayor to retreat.

Not retreating, flames!

In the blink of an eye, the entire space was filled with raging flames, the scorching heat, and the extremely high temperature.

The falcon king was almost cooked alive as it let out a painful howl.

With a flap of its wings, it quickly flew out of the fiery space.

This image was truly spectacular. He was covered in black fur, and he was also smoking like a roasted chicken.

The falcon spat out a mouthful of air. It was enraged, but also a sense of helplessness could be felt in its voice.

The number one person under the State of Four Directions was not an exaggeration.

Using the power of the sky to attack and defend, even the mayor needed to consume spiritual energy to control the air.

In a battle of attrition, the odds of victory were five and five.

Right now, it was the eleventh round of the competition. No one would say that he was being shameless. If he won, he would also become a legend among the demon beasts.

Seeing how Hai Tian was behaving like a scoundrel, there was nothing the mayor could do.

The shadow of a famous tree, and his amplification skill allowed him to escape, so he couldn't be blamed.

Three words were written — Flying, Flying. The mayor flew up and engaged in a fierce battle with the falcon.

He spun around and around, but didn't engage in close combat.

Bad food! This was what the mayor was thinking.

Using the power of ink, the mayor began to use it sparingly.

The use of spirit energy, as well as the majesty of the city lord's concept of Confucianism, made Hai Tian feel uncomfortable.

He released the domain of the demon and flew around.

Xiao Xiao wore a long robe, and the city lord looked very like a master, very handsome!

Hai Tian actually felt a trace of cowardice in his heart when the two of them fought.

He believed that he was inferior to the mayor, so he had to use a battle of attrition to win.

In terms of momentum, this was just a bit weaker. How could a Concept battle be suppressed! He could only lose.

Spreading his wings, Ao Fei.

The falcon king launched a sneak attack.

Eagle wings attack continuously, wings of flight.

The path of Confucianism, the City Lord's Dao had its own intentions.

Using Confucianism as a shield, Confucianism as an attack, Hai Tian was very vexed.

The mayor's pace was also very uniform, so even the sky and sea could not be seen.

Retreat! Guard!

Attack!

Hai Tian didn't worry at all about the fact that he didn't need to use up energy to fly. It was as if he was the one who didn't need to use up energy to fly.

Calm down! Calm down! It was invulnerable!

The City Lord's brush was already in his hands as he turned it into ink.

Perhaps that one big word or two was' Absolute Choice '.

In this moment of life and death, there was no difference between victory and defeat. In an instant, victory and defeat would be decided.

Grasping his breath, he adjusted his heart.

Even those who were familiar with the mayor were a bit nervous.

Whether he would win or lose, it all depended on this match.

He had to win!

Otherwise, the chances of winning were too small.

There were too many hopes on the mayor's body.

The mayor also had the belief that he had to win. If he didn't succeed, he would die!