C111 (1/2)

The white figure bellowed at the black figure in a threatening manner. Who were they fighting for?

After peace was a contest of strength, in order to make the other party submit to him. They only had one way, the victor was the king.

With heavy steps, the black figure furiously looked at the white figure. If he hadn't heard his own kind shouting in response, he wouldn't have found an opponent.

Now, they had yet to find that figure, yet they were actually fighting here. He was unwilling to accept this. With a roar of rage, he clenched his hand into a fist and punched towards another white figure.

This punch used 80% of Miao Shiqing's strength, but when his fist landed on that white fist, he didn't even have the strength to struggle. Next, his other hand grabbed his waist.

With a loud roar, Miao Shiqing was lifted up into the air.

Xiao Meng Han definitely wouldn't allow anyone to provoke his pride, so he could only obey his decision and didn't dare to raise any objections.

The night wind blew from the top of the mountain. No one would have thought that there was a primitive war going on in this place.

The white figure's overwhelming victory finally made the black figure submit. His hand held onto the black figure as he howled towards a certain direction.

The black figure's red eyes flickered unsteadily, and in the end, it lowered its head, no longer speaking.

The white figure seemed to still be angry, but it didn't suppress the black figure. The white hand patted the black figure, and in the next moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he directly grabbed the black figure and jumped off the cliff.

Tens of black silhouettes drilled out from the surrounding woods. They carefully gathered at the top of the mountain, picking up the needles on the ground and cautiously looked at the ground. There was nothing below.

Just as the black figure was looking at each other in confusion, a large hand grabbed a person's leg and forcefully threw him down. Following that, a white figure jumped up. His speed was extremely fast.

He had never stayed in a single place for more than a second, constantly changing locations. Every time he leaped, he would knock a spear-wielding figure to the ground.

A black figure slowly climbed up from the cliff. Now, Miao Siqing finally understood the difference between his and that guy. He had jumped down with him just now. If he hadn't landed on a tree, he would have died just like that scoundrel.

When the black figure gasped for breath as it climbed up the cliff, the white figure had already solved all the problems. It let out a long howl at him, then turned and ran towards the distant jungle.

That was their true battlefield.

He glanced at the unconscious figure on the ground, and saw that the black figure was quickly following the white figure, whistling in the distance.

Many of the unconscious figures on the ground were already on the verge of death. Their guns were also shattered and scattered on the ground. Even after pursuing for so long, they still failed.

However, he had made an important discovery, and that was that there were clearly two huge footprints on the ground. One of them was slightly smaller, and it seemed like his guess was correct.

Looking at the direction the footprints disappeared in, Liang Heyuan and the others quickly gave chase.