Lin Wugong's face was gloomy, his body was trembling with rage and excitement, his eyes showed strong killing intent, and he looked at Yue Mochen in the air, as if he could not help but slap Yue Mochen to death.
Yue Mochen didn't waste any time, he pulled his arms and legs towards his body and let himself fall down suddenly.
Like a meteorite falling from the sky, Yue Mochen suddenly fell downwards. As the distance between the two became closer, Lin Wugong's eyes on the ground became colder and colder.
With his five fingers together, Lin Wugong's five long blades formed a row and stabbed towards Yue Mochen's body!
A blood-red light flashed out, bringing out nearly three meters of red energy, waiting for Yue Mochen to descend.
Yue Mochen smiled coldly, and with a thought, a deep red flashed in the dark cave!
Blood thunder!
A low but harsh roar sounded, and a blood thunder as thick as an adult's thigh appeared out of thin air, striking directly at Lin Wugong, who was caught off guard!
Only then did Lin Wugong understand why the blood-electric whip he used to condense his essence and blood was ineffective against Yue Mochen. This was simply a big deal in front of Brother Guan!
However, he understood it too late.
The blood thunder hit him directly at a speed that could not cover his ears. His forward body suddenly froze, and his dark hair stood on end, accompanied by streams of white smoke.
Yue Mochen was less than three meters above the ground at this time, and the spiritual energy surged out at that moment. With the power from below, Yue Mochen held the sword in both hands and slashed out from top to bottom!
The black reincarnation aura intertwined with the blood-red blood energy, and the power of the blood demon brought out a sword light that seemed red but not red, and seemed black but not black, and struck Lin Wugong!
The sound of the sword entering flesh was heard, and Lin Wugong's right arm separated from his body and fell to the ground helplessly!
Lin Wugong wanted to cry out in pain, but he couldn't even cry out in pain. Sweat from the severe pain flowed from his forehead and flowed into his eyes, blurring his vision.
Yue Mochen landed on the ground, tiptoed a little, and his body was like a stream of light, attacking Lin Wugong again!
"Breaking Wind Strike!"
Yue Mochen used the most commonly used and fastest move. The dark sword tip separated a sword shadow like wind and flame, and fell on Lin Wugong's body.
"Pfft~~"
Several blood flowers bloomed on Lin Wugong's chest, as if they were dyeing the dark cave red.
At this time, Yue Mochen had already rushed to his side, filled his right leg with spiritual energy, flew out, and kicked Lin Wugongyou in the chest.
A deep sound of "Boom" sounded, and Lin Wugong felt as if he was hit by a giant prehistoric beast. His sternum cracked, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, while his body fell backwards.
fly.
Yue Mochen moved his feet, closely following Lin Wugong's flying body, and drew out the sword with his right hand tirelessly, drew the sword, drew the sword!!!
With a "boom", Lin Wugong's body hit the inner wall of the cave like a weak piece of lint, and then bounced out!
Looking at the dense wounds, it is not difficult to see that before this, Yue Mochen had already swung nearly a hundred swords at Lin Wugong! Even Lin Wugong's tyrannical body was stabbed horribly.
However, Yue Mochen still refused and swung out another sword!
Lin Wugong's body that was thrown out of the shock was pushed to the cave wall again by the power of the sword.
Yue Mochen held the sword behind his back and sent it forward.
With a "clang" sound, the single-edged sword was inserted into the inner wall of the cave as if it was pierced into tofu. The blade of the sword was inserted into the cave wall. The blade was facing Lin Wugong's neck, with only hair between them.
Generally wide distance.
There is no doubt that at this distance, if Lin Wugong makes any move, Yue Mochen is absolutely sure that he will have to use a single-edged sword to cut off his head before Lin Wugong breaks free.
Lin Wugong's body was leaning against the cave wall, shaking constantly. There were nearly a hundred wounds almost all over his body!
The gurgling blood flowed down the uneven cave walls, staining a large area of the ground red.
The state of blood-thunder paralysis had passed, and Lin Wugong half-opened his eyes, his eyes filled with despair and fear. At this moment, he forgot what pride was.
Because the sword rays that were like gangrene attached to the bone and the countless criss-crossing scars on his body had already shattered his pride and even self-esteem!
Once, he was full of energy, but now, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. With the loss of blood in his body, his expression became more and more depressed.
The green-haired man's voice sounded again: "In the second round, Yue Mochen won, and Lin Wugong was unable to fight again. Therefore, in this match, Yue Mochen won!"
However, neither Lin Wugong nor Yue Mochen liked him.
So, the green-haired man shut his mouth without interest, but his eyes never left the two of them, because he wanted to know why Yue Mochen couldn't kill Lin Wugong, even though he could easily kill Lin Wugong.
Why give him a chance to survive?
Lin Wugong was also wondering about this issue at this time. Looking at Yue Mochen's murderous look, he thought he was dead. However, at the last moment, Yue Mochen did not take action.
"Could it be that he can't kill me?" Lin Wugong thought, with some hope in his eyes.
At this time, Yue Mochen spoke: "You must be wondering why I don't kill you, right?"
The cold voice of Jiuyou spit out from his mouth, instantly extinguishing most of the hope in Lin Wugong's heart.
"What do you want..."
Lin Wugong said weakly, without any trace of arrogance or domineering in his tone.
"Hand over what you got from Qing Tong, otherwise, I can let you feel the sorrow of the blood clan."
"The sorrow of the blood clan?" Lin Wugong looked a little confused.
"It feels like you can't die even if you want to. Do you want to try it?"
Speaking from a distance, Yue Mochen showed a gentle smile, but in Lin Wugong's eyes, it was as terrifying as a demon crawling out of hell.
"I didn't get anything from Qingtong. Really, I didn't even look down on his stuff at first. Let alone you. Why are you here?"
Lin Wugong said, with a helpless look in his eyes, and his voice became as hoarse as crying. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or because of the serious injuries.
Yue Mochen smiled nonchalantly and said, "Really? There's nothing we can do about it. Since you want to try the feeling of not being able to survive but not being able to die, how can I have the nerve to go against your wishes?"
After saying that, Yue Mochen bent down, reached out and flicked the dagger that was still stuck on Lin Wugong's calf.
"ah..."
Lin Wugong screamed in pain, and the entire cave echoed with shrill screams...
Yue Mochen deliberately took a breath of cold air: "Huh, it seems to hurt... Hey, my bones are sore. Um, what did you just say? You didn't get anything?"
"Really not!" Lin Wugong roared.
"bite..."
With a crisp sound, Yue Mochen flicked the dagger again, this time with more force. The slight vibration of the dagger directly shook into Lin Wugong's soul...