Dum dum dum.
A series of loud footsteps echoed.
Jie Mo's iron giant had already arrived behind Xiao Yi's iron giant.
Flanked by the fire fierce tiger before and behind, they surrounded Xiao Yi's iron giant.
At this moment, Jie Mo turned his head, looking seriously at Xiao Yi.
"Yi Xiao, condense your True Martial Soul."
"I don't want to win unfairly."
Xiao Yi remained silent, frowning in thought.
Seeing Xiao Yi silent, Jie Mo also frowned.
"What's wrong?" Jie Mo asked in a deep voice.
"To be able to maneuver the iron giant so fluidly,"
"Even tripping mine over,"
"Your fire control technique, Yi Xiao,"
"Could definitely condense the True Martial Soul."
Saying this, Jie Mo's face turned cold.
"Yet you stubbornly refuse to do so, only caring about escaping."
"Are you looking down on my Fire Demon Tiger Martial Soul?"
Xiao Yi still did not speak, his brow tightly knitted.
Just then,
Another iron giant came dashing from not far away.
It didn't take long.
