The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Danny grinned, and cut the palm of his left hand in a wooden manner, and the bright red blood immediately flowed down the palm.

Jian Wuhui and Fire Wolf did the same, each of them drew a wound on their palms, and in the end, Fire Wolf returned the dagger to Mu Bai.

Oles under the city gate was quite surprised when he saw the actions of Mu Bai and the others.

The four stretched out their left hands at the same time and held each other tightly.

"Let the blood witness our promise!" Mu Bai said.

A quarter of an hour later.

Mu Bai and the others slowly lowered their hands.

"Goodbye, Danny." Mu Bai took out the package that had been prepared for Danny from the space ring, and handed it to him.

"You guys take care too."

Danny took the package, carried it on his back, and hugged Mubai and the others one by one. Finally, he walked towards Oles without moving his head. He was worried that if he turned around, he might refuse to leave.

"Oles, take care of my brother on the way." Mu Bai opened his mouth and shouted to Oles who was under the city gate.

"Stinky boy." Oles snorted heavily with embarrassment, he hated Mu Bai very much in his heart, but he was very afraid of Mu Bai's strength, so he didn't target Mu Bai everywhere.

"I will send him to the border of the Mayan Empire, and the round trip will only take four days." Oles replied coldly.

"The Mayan Empire?"

Jian Wuhui heard the words, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes flickered at Aulas.

"Wuhui, what's wrong with you?" Fire Wolf asked in surprise.

"Is there something wrong?" Mu Bai also asked.

Jian Wuhui said: "The Mayan Empire is the gathering place of dark forces. Although the land area is less than one-tenth of the Tianlong Empire, there are many dark masters there, and the people there have no humanity at all. Danny sent there, I am really worried about Danny's situation." Jian Wuhui said.

"This damned king, does he need to arrange things so badly?" Mu Bai couldn't help cursing angrily.

Jian Wuhui shook his head with a smile and said, "Mubai, you don't understand the horror of the golden Behemoth at all. Only one of this kind of Behemoth will be born every 100 years. Once it becomes an adult, its strength is at least equivalent to that of a nine-star holy level." Strong."