Even though he was a holy seed, it would be a little dignified to open his mouth to a human race like this, but everyone has the instinct to survive, and he didn't want to die, especially at the hands of a human race.

And he felt that even if the enemy could really kill him, he would have to pay a heavy price, so maybe he could talk to the other party?

It can only be said that Mo Hai Shengzun thought too naively. How could Lu Ye let him leave so easily when the battle situation developed so far? In today's battle, it is naturally either you die or I die.

So in the face of Mo Hai Shengzun's proposal, he was completely indifferent, and even became more aggressive.

He didn't get a response, and Mohai Shengzun knew Lu Ye's thoughts, and immediately put out the idea of ??surviving. He stopped screaming, because screaming would only make himself more embarrassed. Facing Lu Ye's offensive, he was equally fierce fight back.

He wants to bet that he can't hold on before the opponent kills him!

The life-and-death battle between the evenly matched two sides has become a competition of will and perseverance at this moment.

Mohai Shengzun's soul was seriously injured, his mind was in turmoil, Lu Ye's dark wounds were accumulated, and his body was damaged. No one was better than anyone else.

Panshan knife slashed down, and the lingering light of the knife flashed, and this knife slashed viciously at the neck of Mohai Shengzun...

Lu Ye had slashed at this position many times before, and every time the injury on Mohai Shengzun's neck became more serious. This knife cut off more than half of his neck. Some, if the Panshan Knife was sharper, it could almost cut off his head.

The faction of physical cultivation, when the monks' cultivation level is not high, that is, their physique is slightly stronger, and they don't have much advantage when facing other factions, but as their cultivation level increases, the benefits brought by a strong physique It gradually emerged, especially at the level of Mohai Shengzun, whose physique is so strong that it can almost be compared to Lingbao-level treasures.

Such an injury would be difficult for any monk of any other faction to persist, but it was really nothing to the body repairer.

Following the slash of the knife, Lu Ye was punched hard in the chest, his body was shaken and his heart almost stopped beating.

A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, and quickly melted into the sea of ??blood.

Lu Ye's consciousness also began to become dull, not because of the impact of the other party's spirit, but the accumulation of injuries was too serious.

Since stepping into the road of cultivation, he really has never fought fiercely with any enemy to this extent.

This is a crisis, but it is also a tempering, and the sea and the sky can be overcome, but the death and the path disappear.

Constantly slashing with a knife instinctively, exchanging injuries with powerful enemies again and again, Lu Ye felt that his whole body was about to be beaten to pieces, but he maintained an offensive posture from the beginning to the end, and did not take a single step back .

He doesn't know how long the enemy can last, but he must not fall until the enemy really falls!

Until a certain moment, when Lu Ye swung the Panshan Saber again and slashed at the Mohai Saint who was close to Chichi, the expected counterattack did not come.

Mohai Shengzun maintained the posture of punching, as if his whole body had been immobilized, standing there stiffly, allowing the saber light to continuously strike him.

The light in his eyes was already dim, without any vitality, and even the original ferocious aura on his body was completely silenced.

he died!

He was not hacked to death by Lu Ye, but died of being broken!

The soul-slashing blows of the soul-slashing knife accumulated from small to large, and finally made his soul and spirit body unable to bear it, and it was completely shattered.

This was beyond Lu Ye's expectation. He had been working hard to behead Mo Hai Shengzun, but he failed. Instead, he beheaded the opponent's soul first.

Staring fixedly at the Mohai Holy Venerable in front of him, Lu Ye gasped for breath, slowly raised the Panshan knife in his hand, and slashed it down for the last time.

The knife still cut at the neck of Mohai Shengzun, but there was no hindrance. When the blade passed by, Mohai Shengzun's body was separated.

At the edge of the sea of ??blood, Lan Qiyue quickly rushed towards Lu Ye's position, obviously she also noticed that this battle had divided life and death.

Lu Ye only had time to withdraw his blood river into his body, and then his vision went dark, and he was completely unconscious. Before he fell into a coma, Lan Qiyue's panicked shouts came faintly from his ears. JrNovels.com