In the fierce exchange, their protective measures were simultaneously broken. The sharp nails of Saint Mohai pierced the flesh and blood of Lu Ye's chest. It only took a few inches to pierce his heart.
If this is the case, Lu Ye will definitely die even if he has great abilities.
But Holy Lord Mohai quickly discovered something was wrong, because the touch on his nails didn't feel like it was piercing into any flesh and blood, but rather like it was piercing into a thick piece of dead wood, and the force of the piercing was greatly affected.
obstacles.
So he immediately understood one thing. The physical strength of this human race was really not inferior to his own.
Only in this way can he withstand his own stabbing attack with only the strength of his body.
Although he had noticed that the opponent's body was not weak in the previous fight, he did not expect that he could be so strong.
Simply incredible!
He quickly wanted to explode his strength, strike while the iron was hot, and take away Lu Ye's life with one blow. However, at this moment, a sudden pain came from his mind...
While his nails pierced the flesh and blood of Lu Ye's chest, Lu Ye's Panshan knife also struck him, breaking through his blood energy protection and cutting a wound on his body.
The wound was not big, and for a fight of this level, it was just a flesh wound at most, but the explosion of power of the Soul-Slaying Sword that followed caught Mo Hai Shengzuneng off guard.
In a daze, there seemed to be an invisible sword slashing into the divine sea, slashing the divine soul and body.
In pain, Holy Lord Mohai groaned, and couldn't help but slow down his offensive. He didn't even understand what happened, and he didn't notice any signs of activating the power of the soul on Lu Ye's side, but he couldn't help but slow down the attack.
His soul was actually attacked.
The faint sense of crisis that had been lingering in his heart since the beginning of the battle suddenly became extremely strong. Holy Lord Mohai had no time to do anything else and just instinctively activated the Blood Explosion Technique!
This time, what he exploded was not his own blood essence, but the blood from the puncture wound on Lu Ye's chest.
When a muffled sound came out, Lu Ye's figure was shaken, blood splattered on his chest, his clothes were torn, and his flesh and blood became a blur in an instant.
But as if he didn't notice it, the Panshan Sword began to swing wildly, and the overwhelming sword light shone down towards Holy Lord Mohai like a violent storm.
Just as the pain in my soul subsided, more and more intense pain followed, continuing uninterrupted.
Holy Lord Mohai finally knew what was so strange about his opponent's sword. It could actually inflict damage to his soul while cutting his body.
What a weird ability, but it was terrible news for him.
The soul was constantly struck by the invisible sword light. At first, Holy Lord Mohai could bear it, but after just a moment, he couldn't bear it anymore and howled miserably.
Howling miserably, he stepped back, trying to get rid of Lu Ye's offensive. However, Lu Ye had been waiting for this opportunity. Now that he had finally arrived, how could he give up so easily? He was chasing after him like a tarsal maggot.
When escaping, Holy Lord Mohai did not give up the counterattack. His fighting experience may indeed be insufficient, but his cultivation strength lies here after all. How to respond correctly in times of crisis is an instinct in his bones.
While Lu Ye was slashing at him with his sword, he was also swinging his fists fiercely, continuously bombarding Lu Ye... He was trying to force Lu Ye to retreat by exchanging injuries for injuries. It didn't take long.
As long as he has a few breaths of time to adjust a little, he will be able to relax...
When the time comes, he will never let that long knife hit him even once...
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At this point, the war suddenly entered a state of intense intensity.
This is how a life-and-death fight is. It may be difficult to determine the winner for a long time, but once one of the parties gets a chance, the battle will become intense in an instant.
Every time the Panshan Sword was slashed, it would cause some flesh wounds to Holy Lord Mohai. The following Divine Soul Slash impacted his Soul Spirit Body, making him feel uneasy. Under such a situation, there was no way he could get rid of Lu.
Ye's pursuit.
In comparison, Lu Ye's injuries were undoubtedly much more serious than his.
Because the injuries left by the Panshan Sword were only simple flesh wounds, but every time he counterattacked, the punches could hit Lu Ye's body with a bang, and the violent power exploded in his body, and his bones were broken with a sound.
There were several sticks, and the right eye was even covered with bloodshot eyes, and the vision became blurred. It was hit from the front by an old punch from Holy Lord Mohai.
The situation became a little funny. Lu Ye, who was obviously more seriously injured, was vigorously chasing down the less injured Saint Mohai.
But many things cannot be taken at face value. At least the two warring parties at this moment know who has the advantage and who is at a disadvantage.
Gradually, Holy Lord Mohai could hardly find a single intact spot on his body. Everywhere on his body was covered with criss-crossing knife marks. The protection of his blood energy had long been shattered, and he could not respond at all to Lu Ye's fierce slashes.
Have some effect.
Holy Lord Mohai's screams never stopped since the beginning, which made many vampire monks watching the battle in the distance feel bad.
But they didn't know what the fighting situation was like in the bloody sea, and they didn't dare to go forward to investigate easily.
Only Lan Qiyue, who was also in the sea of blood, had a thorough understanding of the development of the battle.
She has grown a lot in the past few years. After all, every saint is a child of destiny in the blood refining world. They practice simple cultivation. She thinks that her strength has already surpassed that when her senior brother left. She originally wanted to see her senior brother again.
It was time to give him a surprise, but he didn't want to be the one who got the surprise.
A senior brother is a senior brother after all. When she faced Shengzun Mohai, she had almost no power to fight back. However, when the senior brother took action, he made the opponent so embarrassed that she was fascinated for a moment.
"Let me go, and from now on I will never set foot in a land with a radius of one hundred thousand miles," Holy Lord Mohai said suddenly.
This is undoubtedly a sign of weakness.
He has no choice, because if he continues like this, his situation will get worse and worse, and he might actually die here.
Although he is a saint, it would be disrespectful to open his mouth to a human race like this, but everyone has the instinct to survive, and he doesn'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 definitely have to pay a heavy price, so maybe he could talk to the enemy.
It can only be said that Holy Lord Mohai was too naive. With the war situation developing to this point, how could Lu Ye easily let him leave today's battle? Naturally, it would be either you or me.
Therefore, facing the proposal of Holy Lord Mohai, he was completely indifferent, and even attacked a little more fiercely... When he didn't get a response, Holy Lord Mohai knew what Lu Ye was thinking, and immediately gave up the idea of trying to survive. He was no longer miserable.
He screamed, because screaming would only make him more embarrassed. Facing Lu Ye's offensive, he fought back fiercely...
He wants to bet that he won't be able to hold on before the opponent kills him.
The life-and-death battle between the evenly matched two sides has now become a competition of will and perseverance.
Holy Lord Mohai's soul was seriously injured and his mind was in turmoil. Lu Ye's secret injuries were accumulated and his body was damaged. No one was any better than the other.
The Panshan knife slashed down, and the sharp sword light flashed past, and the knife struck fiercely at the neck of Holy Lord Mohai...
Lu Ye had slashed at this position many times before, and each time the injury to Saint Mohai's neck became more serious. This time the sword cut off most of his neck. As long as the force was more ferocious,
, if the Panshan knife is sharper, it can almost cut off his head.
As for the physical cultivation faction, when the monks' cultivation level is not high, that is, their bodies are slightly stronger, they do not have much advantage when facing other factions. However, as their cultivation level becomes higher, the benefits of a strong body will become smaller.
It gradually emerged, especially at the level of Holy Lord Mohai, that his body was so strong that it was almost comparable to a Lingbao-level treasure.
Such an injury would be difficult for a monk from any other sect to endure, but for physical cultivation it is really nothing.
Following this slash, Lu Ye was punched hard on the chest, which shook his body and made his heart almost stop beating.
A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably and quickly merged into the sea of blood.
Lu Ye's consciousness also began to become blurred. It was not because of the impact of the other party's soul, but because the accumulation of injuries was too serious.
Since he entered the path of cultivation, he has never fought an enemy to such a degree.
This is a crisis, but it is also a trial. The past is bright and the sky is bright, but the life and death will not last.
Continuously slashing and slashing instinctively, and exchanging injuries with strong 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 beginning to end, without even taking a step back.
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He doesn't know how long the enemy can hold on, but he must not fall until the enemy truly falls.
Until a certain moment, when Lu Ye once again swung the Panshan Sword and slashed at the nearby Holy Lord Mohai, the expected counterattack did not come.
Holy Lord Mohai maintained his punching posture, and his whole body seemed to have been immobilized. He stood there stiffly, letting the light of the sword continue to strike at him.
His eyes were dim, without any vitality, and even the original ferocious aura on his body was completely gone.
he died
He was not hacked to death by Lu Ye, but his soul was broken and died.
The Soul-Slaying Sword's soul-slashing blows piled up again and again, and finally his soul and spirit body couldn't bear it, and it was completely shattered.
This was something Lu Ye didn't expect. He had been trying hard to cut off the head of Holy Lord Mo Hai, but failed. Instead, he cut off the opponent's soul first.
Looking steadily at the Holy Lord Mohai in front of him, Lu Ye gasped rapidly, slowly raised the Panshan knife in his hand, and slashed it down for the last time.
The knife was still slashing at the neck of Holy Lord Mohai, but it was not hindered by anything. When the blade passed through, the body of Holy Lord Mohai was separated.
At the edge of the blood sea, Lan Qiyue quickly rushed towards Lu Ye's position. Apparently she also realized that this battle was about life and death.
Lu Ye only had time to withdraw his own blood into his body before his vision went dark and he fell completely unconscious. Before he fell into unconsciousness, Lan Qiyue's panicked shouts could be faintly heard in his ears.
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