Mirso stopped talking, took out the jerky from his pocket, chewed it vigorously, and then took out a wine sac, deliberately shook it, so that the aroma of the wine could come out, and he meant to say: Is it meaningful to spend money here with me?

And on Dio's face, there was still the kind of flatness that drove Mir crazy, and his only movement was to find a place to sit down slowly. This is a duel between a lone wolf and a sick tiger, a battle of time, patience, and he does not want to waste his physical strength anywhere.

Every time Mir put the jerky in his mouth, he would bite it hard, as if he was biting not the jerky, but Dio's flesh, which showed that he hated Dio to the extreme.

After destroying a few bags of jerky and drinking two bags of spirits, Mir contentedly tossed the still scented sack onto the sand, and a gust of wind blew it, and the sack tumbled into the depths of the desert.

Dio watched the cloth bag float away, and said lightly: "You will miss its ......"

"What?" Mir glared at Dio, who he didn't understand.

Dio shook his head slightly, Mir made two identical mistakes in a row, but he didn't know how to cherish it when he had a huge amount of capital, and he regretted it later.

As an extreme warrior, Mir has much more source power than him, but in the vigorous one-sided battle, he wasted too much, and Mir has a few bags of dried meat, as well as spirits, compared to Dio, who only has some clear water, he is undoubtedly an extremely rich person, but now, Mir has quietly become a poor egg in venting his hatred.

The wind grew stronger, and Mir's eyes twinkled.

The dust in the sky blurred the vision of the two, Mir suddenly burst out, and two wind blades were sent out in his hands at the same time, he didn't dare to send more than a dozen of them, it was too wasteful of source power, and under the persecution of Dio, Mir, who was above the top, also began to calculate.

The two wind blades shot at Dio's left and right respectively, because Mir judged that Dio could not stay in place, and he himself rushed straight towards Dio, he wanted to try to see if Dio could maintain his previous speed, after all, Mir had lived in the desert for so many years, and knew very well how to act in such bad weather.

At the same time as Mir burst up, Dio also moved, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly lost its weight, and it floated up with the wind, and the two wind blades all fell into the air. These are two completely different concepts from Mir's sprint, Dio is like a spirit in the wind, his body is flying up and down in the wind and sand, flickering and flickering, although it doesn't seem to be very fast, but Mir can't lock Dio's position.

Although Dio is hiding, but if you look closely, you will find that the distance between him and Mir has always been maintained at about thirty meters, no matter how Mir chases, this distance has not changed much, neither increased nor decreased, if Anthony is here, the first time will see the problem, Dio is consciously controlling the distance between the two, and the control degree is becoming more and more accurate, and the advance and retreat are more mellow and free.

Dio was using Mir to temper himself, and although it was somewhat unbelievable, it was an indisputable fact.

This situation lasted for a while, Mir was a little unbearable, it was much more laborious to run in the wind and sand than usual, if it was in normal times, consuming more source power would not be taken to Mir's heart at all, but now it is different, Mir's source power is not much left, where do you dare to consume it like this with Dio, unconsciously, Mir himself did not notice, he has put Dio in the same position as himself.

Only when fighting a samurai of the same rank will anyone pay attention to the details of the loss of source power.

Thinking of this, Mir immediately decided, no longer entangled with Dio, turned around and ran backwards, this time it was a tailwind, Mir breathed a long sigh of relief, but immediately began to have a headache again, when will he run?

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Mir, who had been crisscrossing the desert for more than ten years, suddenly began to hate this barren desert, even if there was a forest, when he could not determine his location, the other party must not dare to rush into it anyway.

In this way, the two chased and fled, and occasionally when Mir couldn't hold back his anger, he would change the roles of both sides, but in the end it was Mir who escaped, because his source power was getting less and less, and it was almost exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, Mir was about to go crazy, the other party didn't let him rest at all, if he stopped, then the other party would stand still, but if Mir wanted to sit down and rest for a while, as long as his ass was on the ground, Dio would throw a wind blade far away, forcing him to get up and avoid it, of course, Mir could also release the wind blade to disperse Dio's attack, but the problem was that it would consume more source power.

At this moment, the other party gave him the feeling that he was really like a hungry wolf with great patience, cautiously following behind the prey, not in a hurry to attack, but waiting for the moment when the prey fell to the ground with all his strength, and then stepped forward to launch a fatal blow.

"I'm going to kill you......" was what Dio had said, and at that time Mir thought it was just a ridiculous lie, but now, Mir felt that he was about to become a joke, driven to such a point by a radiant warrior, that it was no longer enough to describe it all, and it should be added the word pathetic.

"Boy, how long do you want to chase it?"

"Are you the still finished?"

"Well, well, today we have a truce, tomorrow ...... What the hell are you, sneak attack Lao Tzu again!"

"Don't go too far!Do you know? Don't go too far!!"

"Let's let go of that holiday, we should be friends, aren't we......? As long as I am here, the warriors of the Desert of Fire will always be your friends. ”

"Young people should look to the future, the future...... ...... Future" Mir's eyes closed slightly, and he was full of gibberish, then suddenly alerted, and jumped to his feet to dodge the flying wind blade.

"Your Excellency, is there such a deep hatred between us, it is me who is hurting, it is me!" Mir howled as he pointed to his broken wrist.

Throughout the night, Mir struggled to communicate with Dio, but Dio remained silent.

When it was dawn, Mir, who had not slept all night, looked particularly depressed, while Dio, who remained silent, still looked energetic, the former was trying to get out of the predicament, while the latter was trying to maintain his strength as much as possible, and the result was already conceivable.

Mir only walked forward with one strength, and Dio followed slowly, probably because he had not been rested all night, and because he had talked too much, Mir seemed particularly dull today, in the vast world, there were only the two of them, and there was a dead silence all around, only the wind and sand swept past them from time to time.

Another day passed, and Mir had to open the conversation again, ready to communicate with Theo.

"You're very good!hehehe......" Mir gave a thumbs up, "I promise that one day your name will be resounding over the continent...... By the way, what's your name?"

"Aren't you tired, young man?"

"Why bother, why bother......" Mir struggled to lift his eyelids, which weighed as much as a thousand pounds, he knew that as long as he really fell asleep, the other party would never show mercy, he didn't want to die, so he had to persevere.

"You...... You...... Don't you have to sleep?" Mir asked, just dodging a wind blade, in a voice that was close to collapse.

"Well, I was wrong, it's all my fault. Mir hung his head: "Please forgive me for my sins, is it okay?"

"Don't! please...... Don't do that!" Mir, who flashed the wind blade again, was simply pleading.

It's dawn...... Mir struggled to stand up, at this moment, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't even straighten his waist, if, he could survive this catastrophe, he was very likely to break through again, but unfortunately, this is only if.

"Ahead, it's my town, young man, it's still too late for you to turn back, hehehehe......" Mir laughed dryly. His meaning is obvious, I'm home, you're still chasing?!

Dio patted his shirt lightly, and he didn't rest for two days and two nights, which didn't seem to have any effect on him, and he was still calm.

Mir's expression became extremely stiff, in fact, he didn't run to his town at all, the group of sand thieves under his command was definitely not the opponent of this young man, since he went out to start training, he had never seen a person with such a tough surname, two days and two nights, the iron man would not be able to survive!

"Okay, aren't you trying to kill me?" Mir laughed miserably, "Okay, okay, here it is, let's have a final showdown!"

Dio stood there silently, as if he hadn't heard anything, but as Mill sprinted forward, his figure immediately drifted backwards.

"Come on!!!" Mir roared frantically, "Don't be like a dog, you know how to escape!"

Dio was not angry at all, slowly took out the water bladder, took a small sip, and then divided it into several times and swallowed it slowly.

Mir's eyes were fixed on the water bladder, and he noticed that the other party cherished the water very much, and only drank it three or four times a day, only one sip at a time, and it seemed that the water in the water bladder was really divided into seven parts, and it would take him seven whole days.

Seven days? Mir, who thought of that number, finally went completely crazy!

In the next moment, Mir had already rushed towards Dio, one wind blade after another kept shooting, he had released his only remaining strength, since he couldn't escape, it was better to die in a vigorous battle.

Dio immediately unleashed the grace of the wind, dodged to the side of the mir, and then struck a backhand with a wind blade, returning the color.

Mir didn't dodge, he turned around and rushed straight towards Dio, the wind blade shot by Dio was penetrating under his shoulder, Mir not only did not stop, but also let out a crazy laugh, and even opened his arms, as if ready to embrace death.

Dio flew back as he shot three wind blades, splitting Mir's throat and left and right chests.

Burst...... Puff puff...... Mir's frantic laughter stopped abruptly, and he fell headlong to the ground, blood immediately flowing from the wounds in his throat and chest, staining the sand beneath him red.

(To be continued)