Chapter 92 Ji Shang and Mu Shengtian fight

Mu Shengtian frowned, stood up from the table, and looked at Mu Hanyue coldly: "Even if I don't care about you, even if I treat you badly, I am still your father. Blood is thicker than water, and this cannot be changed.

fact."

Damn it, Mu Shengtian has never been said like this before.

Stop putting gold on your face. Damn it, blood is thicker than water. They all have the same blood. Can she change it?

Mu Hanyue's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm: "That's what you said yourself. In my cognitive ability, you can't get into my eyes, you can't stand on the stage, and you are nothing in my eyes. So, even if you stay

So what if we share the same blood? I only have one brother, and no one else."

So what if the blood left in the body is his, so what if it's the same?

There is no need for her to have trouble with herself. This is an unchangeable fact and she has no choice. But the rest is not something he can say.

"Bastard." Mu Shengtian shouted angrily, and Zhang Feng struck at Mu Hanyue.

The emotion on the verge of rage, the fighting spirit that strikes without thinking, the cyan fighting spirit, and the lines under his feet all illustrate the fact that his level is the Nine-Star Fighting King.

Mu Hanyue was far away from Mu Shengtian, but from the moment she saw him taking action, her figure quickly dodged to the side.

The next second, a big hole had been blasted out of the place she had just occupied, and all the tables and chairs had turned into powder and turned into a speck of dust on the ground.

"Looking for death." Ji Shang jumped out of Mu Hanyue's arms and floated in the air. He waved his claws at Mu Shengtian with endless coldness in his eyes.

Mu Shengtian frowned, quickly used a fighting spirit to block it, and quickly dodged aside.

"I want you to die, where can you run away." Ji Shang snorted coldly, with endless arrogance in his tone. His figure quickly disappeared from the place, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Mu Shengtian,

He stretched out his paw and quickly clawed at his chest.

Hearing this tone, Mu Shengtian's anger rose. He raised his palms, and a ball of colored mist emerged from his palms. It gradually condensed into a small cyan sword and struck at Ji Shang's returning claws.

"You dare to challenge me with your small fighting skills." Ji Shang smiled coldly, waved his claws, and tore the small sword Mu Shengtian returned into pieces, and then struck at him with another claw.

A look of surprise and solemnity flashed across Mu Shengtian's eyes, and he quickly left the room. He was surrounded by a blue mist, and a big blue sword appeared behind him.

Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrow slightly, what is that?

How fighting skills change.

Jishang quickly teleported outside the room, and the big blue sword struck at the top of his head.

Mu Hanyue's eyes were slightly startled, and she rushed out of the room quickly. Just as she was about to fly forward, her figure suddenly stopped.

"Xiao Sha, you have to believe in my strength. Just stand aside and watch. Watching how his fighting skills are used, you can be more familiar with your fighting skills next time." Ji Shang's arrogance

The sound reached her ears.

Mu Hanyue's heart moved slightly, she stopped moving forward, and stood watching the battle from a distance.

It was transmitted by the soul of Jishang, so only she could hear it.

He was really careless. With Jishang's temperament, quick victory was his usual style. How could he be entangled with Mu Shengtian for so long? It turned out...
Chapter completed!