Qing Ming sat down and the God-killing Beast stared fiercely at the man in black robes, and kept letting out a low roar.
Qing Ming turned around and glanced at the man in black robes, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter who wins or loses, they are all dead."
The man in black robe shrugged and said, "You can't say that. One of these two people will be able to become Shura in the future."
Qing Ming said disdainfully: "Shura is just the incarnation of killing and stabbing. He has reached the limit of cultivating the ancient gods."
The man in black robe said: "But the ancient god-level Shura is already a very terrifying existence in hell."
"Donace, don't speak to me in this tone again." Qing Ming was extremely disgusted.
"yes."
When the man in black robe heard this, he shut up and said nothing more, quietly watching the battle ahead.
From the beginning of the battle to now, Mu Bai and the middle-aged man have fought tens of thousands of moves without killing each other. Mu Bai relied on his tyrannical dark demon power to firmly stand on the top. After all, his opponent is not a real Shura, but just a Shura.
The power of killing is just beginning to awaken.
Mu Bai also suffered a lot of injuries. His soul was severely injured by the middle-aged man before, but now he is holding on with his strong will.
Although he is firmly on the upper hand, his soul is too seriously injured. If it is delayed for a long time, it will be very detrimental to him.
"Bang!"
The figures of the two men intertwined again, and their swords were slashing at each other. Mubai deliberately showed his weakness, and was thrown away by the force, falling heavily to the ground.
The middle-aged man was so excited that he seized this opportunity and chased after him, stabbing Mubai on the ground.
"Pfft!"
A sword pierced Mu Bai's heart directly.
"Hahaha! I finally killed you!" the middle-aged man laughed proudly.
But after a while, he suddenly realized that what he stabbed was just a phantom clone.
"Phantom clone!" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and then he realized that he had been fooled!
"Die!"
A cold voice came from behind, and a bloody blade slashed suddenly.
"No!" The middle-aged man didn't even have time to turn around. His whole head was cut off by Mubai's knife, and his whole body was instantly shattered.
After his soul body was shattered, a strange bloody mist was revealed, about the size of a palm.
"Um?"
Mu Bai still had a glimmer of consciousness and was still awake. When he saw the red mist in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a very violent killing power.