"Then, I have to kill you here!"
Deep in Ibaka's eyes was a chilling cold intent. He shouted, then attempted to attack one more time.
Carlos and Christen were on his left and right. Hearing him, they screamed hurriedly. "Be watchful of that kid! He's not easy to deal with! Don't get into his soul!"
Ibaka studied Shi Yan.
"His soul altar's strange. It's tough. We've had bad experiences!" Christen said. "We must kill him first, and we have to unite to do so. Ibaka, don't be impetuous."
Ibaka was baffled. He turned to Carlos, who nodded with a cold and dark expression.
"Alright! We'll kill this brat first!" Ibaka was cold. He hated Shi Yan, and wanted to kill him out there. If Carlos hadn't stopped him, Shi Yan would have been executed already!
From Christen and Carlos' attitude, Ibaka knew Shi Yan wasn't ordinary. He didn't dare to act rashly, exchanging looks with the other two. They planned to join hands to knock down Shi Yan's soul altar first.
