Lu Ye's knife was so fast, and the third knife was immediately followed.

As if the balloon had been punctured, Zhang Song's blood energy and spiritual protection gathered on his body were cut directly, and the sharp Panshan knife cut a line of blood on his intertwined arms, pressing down with great force, and his body turned downward fall.

Zhang Song revealed a look of horror.

Not only was he shocked by Lu Ye's sudden eruption of terrifying strength, but he was even more horrified by his own feelings at the moment.

He is a physical cultivator, with a strong physical body and strong recovery ability. At his level of cultivation, the physical body is their strongest support. When confronting the monks of the realm, basically no monk can destroy their physical bodies.

The one hundred and eighty forbidden Panshan knife didn't work, it just pulled a bloody gash on his arms.

This kind of flesh injury is nothing to a rough-skinned physique, and it can be recovered casually.

But the feeling after the injury made Zhang Song's heart beat wildly.

Because the moment the Panshan knife cut him, his soul was in pain, as if an invisible knife light had cut into his divine sea.

But he didn't notice any signs of Lu Ye's power to activate his soul.

The figure was falling, and Lu Ye followed him like a shadow, under the cover of the knife.

Zhang Song roared angrily, his face was full of humiliation.

It is absolutely unbearable for a hot-tempered physique to perform a sneak attack with a cultivation base of more than two small levels, but to be beaten.

He wanted to fight back, but he had lost the first move, so how could he have room to fight back?

With the flicker of the knife light, all he could do was protect himself desperately, but every time Lu Ye cut down, his soul was in pain, causing him to urge his divine sense to confront Lu Ye on the soul. difficult to do.

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Zhang Song's body hit the ground heavily, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashing a huge hole in the ground, making him dizzy for a while.

The turmoil in his mind and soul made it difficult for him to concentrate at the moment.

I really can't figure out what the other party did to him, why his soul is damaged even though there is no fluctuation in the power of the soul.

He knew that this mission was a failure, and he was not his opponent, so what mission was he talking about?

What to do now is to run away quickly and report the news!

Dust and smoke were everywhere, turning into a natural cover, Zhang Song's blood surged all over his body, and he fled in one direction in an instant.

However, like a prophet, Lu Ye blocked his way across the body, holding a knife in his hand, and stabbed straight, the light of the knife filled the sky like stars falling, covering Zhang Song.

Chi Chi Chi sound came out, Zhang Song's body shook again and again, dozens of blood holes had appeared on his body surface, his forward figure could not help but be stopped, and he flew backwards.

As expected of a physical body with rough skin and thick flesh, these injuries could be fatal if the body was repaired in a different way, but Zhang Song looked distressed, but he was lifeless and safe.

With difficulty to stabilize his figure, he half-kneeled on the ground.

The pain in the soul became more and more obvious, as if the soul of the whole person had been torn apart, making his expression extremely hideous and terrifying.

Lu Ye raised his left hand, and amidst the surge of spiritual power, a strange scene appeared.

The blood that flowed from Zhang Song's wound seemed to be a living thing, climbing all over his body, and turned into blood lines in the blink of an eye, covering his whole body.

The blood lines were connected with each other, and with Lu Ye's big hand, they suddenly tightened, like a rope, binding Zhang Song tightly. JrNovels.com