Chapter 3129 Battle

Although the apostle's words may not always be true, no one can refuse the apostle's invitation.

Even if it is an invitation to a duel for no reason.

I know this.

After pondering for a moment, I took a deep breath and said slowly: "I can agree to fight with you."

Infernal Affairs Iqi’s eyes widened and he looked at me in disbelief.

The blue witch even exclaimed: "Are you crazy? That's an apostle!"

Casillas across from me was staring at me with interest. At the same time, the thick and nimble right thumb rested on the handle of the knife.

Slowly exhaling, I was unusually calm and said in a deep voice: "I know, but even if I refuse, he will forcefully fight me."

Casillas's gaze became more intense, and there was a smile on his face, although it was very ferocious: "What a funny little guy, he actually understood my fighting intention."

"Yes," I said, "Because I am also a warrior, but before that, I hope you can give me some time."

Casillas heard this and his eyes narrowed: "?"

"I promised someone that I would take Becky's naughty Becky out of the demon world. Please wait until I fulfill this promise before we can fight again."

My tone was calm and pleading.

"I refuse," Casillas said without any doubt: "No one can refuse the duel I propose, not Held, not Bakar, not Kahn. Neither can you."

Looking at Casillas fearlessly, I said coldly: "I can feel your surging fighting spirit. I have a feeling that I may die in this battle, so I want to fulfill my duty before I die." This is my only request, and it cannot be broken!"

"Only the strong have the right to choose and reject. You have great potential, but you can't do it now." Casillas said solemnly: "But your intuition is half right and half wrong. If you try the sword with me, you may die, or you may not." You will die, whether it is death or life is up to you to figure out."

I couldn't help but smile: "So, this battle is inevitable?"

"There is no way to avoid it."

"Okay." The serious and cold expression melted in an instant, the corners of my lips curved, and I smiled and said, "I have a request, I hope you agree."

"Let's talk about it after the battle."

"Fighted. I might have died."

“No commitments need to be fulfilled after death.”

Casillas said coldly.

"It's really heartless."

He stretched out his hands towards the sky, stretched, then took a deep breath, exhaled lightly, turned his head and looked at Infernal Affairs Iqi: "Take care of her for me."

Then, he turned to the Blue Witch and showed what he thought was a warm smile: "If. I mean if, I die in the battle, live well."

"No, you can't die in battle, you promised me, you"

The blue witch tilted her head and fainted.

Iqi slowly took back the white jade hand that was hitting her neck, and gently held the blue witch with his other hand. He nodded to me and said, "I will take good care of her."

After saying that, she shuttled through the void and escaped directly to the city gate, but she did not enter the city. Instead, she stood in front of the city gate and looked here quietly.

"Why didn't you go back?" I murmured subconsciously: "Is it because you can collect my body in time?"

Casillas grinned: "Of course not, she is afraid that if she can't take care of him, the city will be lost."

"Ha" I laughed too, holding the handle of the knife in my hand, staring at Casillas with eagle eyes: "Adventurer, An Xiaoyi, come in."

"Enter Casillas, the Conqueror."

After finishing speaking, a quick shadow came in an instant.

He took the sword out of its sheath, held the handle in his hand, and slashed into the void with all his strength.

With a click, the two blades connected, and at the same time, a ripple visible to the naked eye was generated from the junction of the two blades, swinging in all directions, shattering vegetation wherever it passed.

My wrist was slightly sore and my jaw was sore, but I was so excited that I laughed out loud: "Hahaha, you are worthy of being an apostle!"

Casillas laughed ferociously: "You're not bad either."

As he spoke, the swords and swords flickered, creating arcs of light, like petals blown by the wind, or like lightning and thunder.

In a few breaths, Casillas and I have fought for nearly a hundred rounds. Almost every time we collide, my jaw, my wrist, and my arm will sting.

Later, both of my arms were sore and numb.

However, Casillas has not stopped his offensive. At this moment, he is like a rampaging beast, crazy and powerful. His offensives are like an endless tide, constantly coming towards me, forcing me to passively respond.

I blocked hundreds of times in a row, and while it became increasingly difficult, my blood and fire were also activated.

"Since we're fighting, let's fight, because we're afraid of his uncle!"

With a low shout, I no longer cared about anything else, stood up with my sword, swung it up, and slashed straight at Casillas.

Casillas's eyes flashed, and he immediately became excited. The sword flashed and stabbed straight into my lower abdomen.

I didn't care at all and rushed straight over.

Poof!

With two soft sounds, Casillas' knife pierced my abdomen, and my knife also penetrated his shoulder at the same time. Although it was only a few millimeters deep, there was blood.

"Yes, that's it, that's it!" Casillas laughed like a madman: "This is the fight I long for! This is the battle I look forward to!"

"as you wish."

I smiled ferociously and pulled back.

The moment my body was separated from the long sword, blood gushed out, but as if I was uninjured, I swung the sword again and continued to attack Casillas.

At this moment, Casillas is completely in a state of enjoyment. He is the kind of strong man who is eager to fight, eager to be injured, and even eager to die in battle.

He can continue to draw happiness and joy from fighting.

To him, fighting is like the most beautiful lover, the best first love.

As long as he can still fight, as long as he can still fight, he will not be heartbroken.

"Come on, come on, come on!" Casillas howled crazily, the terrifying momentum already overwhelming, and everything within a hundred miles was silent: "Just like just now, give me the joy of fighting, Give me the happiness of pain!”

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The pain in my arms has turned into unconscious mechanical movements, and the pain in my body has also turned into a catalyst, constantly stimulating my nerves and my blood. In my mind, a voice that has been missing for a long time sounded again: "Kill, kill. Ah, kill, kill everything, kill everything! Kill him until his head rolls, kill him until his blood flows like a river!"

Driven by this brainwashing voice, I suddenly felt that my almost numb body had once again regained control, and my nearly exhausted body was once again filled with strength.

I can no longer tell whether this is my inherent strength or the strength squeezed out of my body by my stubborn will.

But it doesn't matter.

Because, I can continue to swing the knife.