Mo Wushen gave a cold laugh, the blood blade aimed menacingly at the Fire Bull's Sea of Consciousness.
"Since you're determined to fight to the death, let's perish together!"
Feeling the threat of death, the Fire Bull became absolutely enraged. Its horn suddenly blazed, like a dazzling, blinding Furious Sun. It quickly shattered the tiny blood sword and rushed madly to kill Mo Wushen! At the same time, the blood blade tore through the last layer of flesh and struck at the Fire Bull's Sea of Consciousness.
Man and beast, both raced against time. The faster one would win!
"What will be the outcome?" Qin Feiyang murmured.
"Best if they perish together," Fatty chuckled darkly.
The Wolf King smirked. "It's hard to say if they'll perish together. But one thing's certain: even if one of them survives, they won't be able to make any more waves."
The fight had been going on for some time now, and both Mo Wushen and the Fire Bull had exhausted much of their vital energy.
