Chapter 486: The Grim Reaper is Coming: "Hehehe." You just save it, you want to please me with sweet words, and then let my subordinates be merciful? What a joke! Sikong Yan has already repelled Li Miao's praise.

As soon as Li Miao heard Sikong Miao's words, he immediately understood that his goal had been achieved, and now he had successfully conveyed to Sikong Miao's idea of compromise, and Sikong Miao also believed in Li Miao's compromise, that is to say, the conditions for Sikong Miao's pretense had been reached, ensuring that Li Miao would not be crushed by the other party's big move.

So now it seems that Li Miao only needs to wait for death, although it looks quite ridiculous, but in fact it is already very good, so to speak, this is the only way, the disparity in strength between the two people is too great, and all the struggles will be in vain.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Stunned? Stopped talking? Want to hit the road? Sikong Yan looked up at his noble head, and his cold gaze of contempt was like a dirty blade, which made Li Miao both terrified and disgusted.

"Don't mind, don't mind, we are all cultural people, and gentlemen don't do anything." Li Miao actually played Lai Pi, which made everyone dumbfounded, did the people of this Helingmen all talk about cross talk before? I don't even see it.

"Haha, stinky boy, in your eyes, it's all fart, haha, you're a fart too." Sikong Yan continued to laugh insolently.

"Ouch, big brother Sikong, if I'm really a fart, can you let me go?" Li Miao's words are even more meaningful.

Sikong Yan thought for a moment, and then immediately laughed again.

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

"So you mean that you fart yourself, and you have to eat yourself, is that what you mean?" Li Miao said with a puzzled pretense of stupidity.

"You dog, go to Hades!" Sikong Yan's temperament is not small, just now Li Miao lifted him to a height, and this time he was thrown into the abyss, this kind of gap in his heart is simply not easy, for a while, Sikong Yan roared into the sky, and the sound of tearing vicissitudes made Li Miao's goosebumps rise.

"Nima, what kind of dog bark, you have the ability to kill me." Li Miao was even more unashamedly sarcastic, at this moment, he didn't want to fight him, he just wanted to die quickly.

Everyone was scared, and regretted very much why they didn't bring diapers today, this Li Miao dared to play with Sikong just now, but does he really have the strength to fight against Sikong Xuan?

In fact, Li Miao also had a wishful thinking in his heart, rather than waiting for Sikong Yan to slowly torture himself to death, it was better to have a good time, let him kill himself instantly, and because the other party was angry, in principle, he would not use some colorful skills, it is estimated that nine times out of ten it is a fist, so Li Miao is also fighting.

"Chop! How can I accept your sarcasm and go to Huangquan! Without saying a word, Sikong Yan clenched his fists, and the aura that burst out instantly blew the surrounding ice and snow into the sky and danced, and that scene was terrifying.

"It doesn't matter who dies, you stinky bastard!" Li Miao wanted to insult him with some fashionable words, but considering that Sikong Yan's IQ may not be able to understand, it is better to popularize it.

"Ah~~ Die!!" Sikong Yan shook his arms and suddenly rushed towards Li Miao, that posture, that aura, that style, was definitely unprecedented in this training plan.

And Li Miao was indeed not afraid, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, in his opinion, the opportunity came, and then Li Miao also rose into the air, and also raised a relatively thin fist and greeted it.

Such a picture 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 a scene after the collision between the two, whether it was Sikong who beat Li Miao to death without a place to be buried, or Li Miao who was beaten by Sikong without a place to be buried, in fact, it's all the same thing.

Seeing that the two of them were about to touch each other, everyone's breathing was stagnant, in their opinion, maybe the wonderful moment of kung fu would pass away in the blink of an eye, how could they still have kung fu to breathe.

Finally, when the fists of the two were about to collide violently, Li Miao made a bold decision, one that made everyone jaw-dropping.

That's right, Li Miao put down his tight fists and gave up all struggles, only to see him straighten up his tough chest with a smile, and he didn't slow down at all to meet the earth-shattering fist.

Suddenly, Sikong Yan was also taken aback by Li Miao's actions, at first Li Miao raised his fist to confront him, Sikong Yan thought he was not self-sufficient, but now why did he take the initiative to give up, Sikong Miao, who has always been good at thinking, was a little confused.

However, since the fist was punched, there was no reason to take it back, and after a little doubt, Sikong Yan still hit Li Miao's chest with his fist.

"Boom" Li Miao's chest was suddenly dented by the fist, and his body also rushed out with the direction of Sikong Yan's force, in the air, while spraying red blood, while losing consciousness, accompanied by a huge parabola, Li Miao fell into the snowdrift thousands of kilometers away.

In fact, Li Miao should be glad that his move just now had successfully puzzled Sikong, so he hesitated in his strength and energy, otherwise Li Miao's chest would not be flattened, but penetrated, which means that his chest only has a frame, and his physical body no longer exists.

That's right, this is the final plan buried in Li Miao's heart, and it is a bold attempt by Li Miao, although it is a little contrary to the original intention of the ancestor of Shengfa, but he still decided to believe in himself, and he succeeded after all.

In the snow, although he was already hanging, his face was still smiling, and the blood was all over the surrounding snow, and the fusion of blood and snow was like an international famous dish, and the snow covered the flaming mountain.

Of course, what kind of dish is Snow Cover Flame Mountain, and maybe you will vomit blood when you say it, that is, tomatoes dipped in sugar.

It's far away, let's talk about everyone's performance, when Sikong beat Fei Li Miao, everyone's expression was painful, as if this punch hit them, because that kind of pain is not something ordinary people can imagine, and that taste is ten thousand times more painful than a broken egg.

Looking at Li Miao falling into the snow thousands of kilometers away, everyone lowered their heads deeply and kept sighing, I don't know if they sighed that Li Miao was too stupid, and they knew that they would definitely die, or they regretted that they didn't see a wonderful fight, which made them regret it for the rest of their lives.

"Hurry up and check on Feng Weile's injuries, quick!" Sikong Freeze's expression was like losing his beloved child, in his eyes, Li Miao was the most qualified seed player in the Ice Bird Sect, and he didn't want such an excellent cultivator to die so unclear.

In fact, Sikong Leng also wanted to rush over, but estimated his face, he could only order his subordinates, if he was criticized for this, this would be laughable and generous.