Motan was shocked, but he was surprised to keep his mouth open, but he could only stand still, obviously the soul blast had worked.

However, before Bai Ye could breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Tan suddenly trembled, and then, those godless eyes reappeared, but there was no joy on his face, only endless anger.

"Miscellaneous, do you think this will trap me?" Mo Tan roared angrily, the coercion exploded, the grotto was turbulent, and countless stones were shattered by him, and at the same time, his shoulders shook, and he swung his fists and smashed towards Bai Ye.

"Bang!"

Not surprisingly, Bai Ye flew out in embarrassment, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made Mo Tan's heart tighten.

"That's all you can do? It's a pity that you can't kill me at all, so it's my turn next! ”

Bai Ye's smile was like a talisman to Mo Tan, and although he didn't want to admit it, every time he saw Bai Ye smile like this, something would happen that he would regret for the rest of his life.

The last time he laughed like that, Bloody Hand died, and Poison Shadow didn't survive in the end.

This time, he is the only one facing the white night, could it be that he will also die?

"How is it possible, this rabbit cub can't kill me at all!" Motan gritted his teeth.

However, when he sensed that Bai Ye's sword intent was even more terrifying than before, he hesitated.

"Did he rely on the Emperor Sword to exert such a terrifying sword intent?"

He tried to find psychological comfort, but when he saw that what Bai Ye was holding in his hand was only a mid-level artifact, he was immediately shocked.

"No, it can't be, he can't do it!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Bai Ye seemed to hear his heart, and said coldly: "For me, only by killing you can I continue to live, and this desire to survive alone is enough to support me to defeat you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he stood up with the help of the Illusory Glass Sword to support his seriously injured body.

However, even this dilapidated body has such a terrifying sword intent, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would have fainted, how could it still squeeze such a terrifying power out of this body?

"Nine Heavenly Decision, Eighth Sword Move, Sword Dao Wuji!"

Word by word popped out of Bai Ye's mouth, every word came out, and the sword intent became even more powerful, and when the last word came out, his sword intent almost made the grottoes tremble with fear.

Mo Tan couldn't close his mouth in surprise, such a terrifying sword intent, he had never seen it, and he didn't even have the confidence to be able to resist it.

"No...... Don't, I throw in the towel! "Mo Tan regretted it, he knew that Bai Ye was such a terrible opponent, he shouldn't have taken the initiative to provoke it.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and the strength of the Demon Tan makes it impossible for Bai Ye to let him go, otherwise the entire Demon Realm and even the Five Realms will be implicated.

Bai Ye's cold eyes full of murderous intent did not change at all, and no one could change what he decided.

"Die, go to hell and regret it!"

Bai Ye shouted angrily, raised his sword and slashed down, and the colorful glass sword that originally had a colorful light turned out to be like a star, so deep that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

Although Kendo Wuji is the eighth sword move of the Nine Heavens Duel, in terms of destructive power alone, it is not as good as the sword shattering the void, but the pressure it can give to the opponent is as helpless as fighting against the entire universe.

At this time, Mo Tan felt like this, he seemed to be in the vast universe, even if he was a Demon Venerable, he still seemed so small.

When the sword fell, Mo Tan was still in a stunned state, as if he had lost the ability to resist.

Rumble!

The stars in the sky fell violently, and the powerful Demon Venerable was completely devoured without the slightest ability to resist.

The explosion destabilized the grotto, which lasted for a long time before it eased slightly.

Now, the effect of the Holy Spirit Pill has passed, and Bai Ye suddenly feels tired, and he doesn't even bother to move a finger.

"Six ribs were broken, and some of the meridians were damaged, this is the first time that it has been so miserable except for rebirth!" Bai Ye smiled faintly and bitterly.

He couldn't wait to see who would go, but he knew that in the true works of Emperor Shakti's Demon Venerable, the danger was far more than that, and if he let his guard down, I am afraid he would not even know how he died.

"Whew!"

Although, there was a strange sound in the center of the flames, and Bai Yeqiang turned his head to look at it with tiredness, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

In the flames, there was a vague figure that couldn't stop shaking.

"How is that possible!" He awoke violently, trying to stand up, but he was unable to support himself, and his trembling limbs seemed to protest against him.

However, the figure in the flames became clearer and clearer, and the outline could almost be seen clearly, which made the white night even more astonished.

"Broken!"

With a burst of shouting, a cold Yuan Aura fluctuated, and the moment it came into contact with the flame, it made a "hiss" sound, and the flame was actually offset by the extremely cold Yuan Spiritual Qi, forming a large amount of white smoke.

Gradually, the white smoke dissipated, and a blackened, embarrassed person appeared in front of Bai Ye's eyes, if it was normal, Bai Ye would definitely be unable to help laughing, but the current situation made him unable to laugh.

"How could he have survived?" Bai Ye's mind was full of questions, and he couldn't help but look carefully, but found that Mo Tan's body exuded a chill, and his hands were covered with frost, which continued to melt into mist in the hot air, but it condensed in a blink of an eye.

"Is it his exercise?" He couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't calculate that Mo Tan could wake up at the critical moment, although he also consumed a lot of demonic energy, and even seriously injured, but compared to him now, the situation is not much better.

At this time, Mo Tan stared at Bai Ye deadly, his eyes were extremely cold, he didn't say a word, and walked over with heavy steps.

When it was near, he raised his fist and slammed it towards the door of the white night.

"Bang!"

Bai Ye snorted, rolled twice and lay on the ground, but he was overjoyed, squeezed out a trace of strength with difficulty, and said with a wry smile: "You have also used up your demonic energy!" We're half a pound and eight taels! ”

As if it was an unspeakable thing to be seen through by the white night, Mo Tan was furious, walked over and kicked a few times.

Suddenly, he took out a dagger out of his hands, his eyes were as cold as a blade, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Even if there is no demonic energy, it is enough to kill you, and I will never give you another chance!" ”

With that, he resolutely stabbed Bai Ye's heart.

His life was threatened, and Bai Ye, stimulated by a strong desire to survive, burst out with the last shred of strength and grabbed Motan's hand.

However, the stalemate didn't last long, Mo Tan's physical strength was obviously stronger than Bai Ye's, and the tip of the knife was getting closer to Bai Ye's heart little by little, could the result really not be changed?

"Die!" Motan had a hideous face and roared.

The force of the fall suddenly strengthened, and the white night was extremely frightened, was he going to die?

"Poof!"

The iron pierced the flesh, and the bright red blood splattered on Motan's face, staining the white night's robe red.