"You're going to kill me?"

Xiahou Wu asked.

"Yes!"

Xue Ye replied.

"Just by virtue of your cultivation of the eightfold perfection of the Alchemy Realm?"

Xiahou Wu's tone was full of disdain.

"That's right!"

Xue Ye Zhengse nodded.

"Do you know how high it is?"

Xiahou Wu shouted.

"I don't know!"

Xue Ye replied.

"Then you don't know how big the gap between the Alchemy Realm martial artist and the Seven Star Realm martial artist is, with my Seven Star Realm double peak cultivation, there is no essential difference between killing you and slaughtering pigs and sheep!"

Xiahou Wu said contemptuously.

"Although I don't know how high the sky is, and I don't know how big the gap between the martial artists of the Alchemy Realm and the Seven Star Realm is, I only know one thing!"

Xue Ye said lightly.

"What?"

Xiahou Wu asked.

"The difference in strength between you and the Great General is simply not comparable!"

Xue Ye looked at him and said.

"You ......"

Xiahou Wu was speechless, yesterday on the Juyi Hall, the head of General Xue Ye was still above the hall, everyone saw it clearly, and he was also present, although he didn't know what means Xue Ye used, but he did bring back the head of the general.

"I can cut off the head of the general with my own hands, let alone yours?"

In an instant, Xue Ye's eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous aura, and the black aura of death on the Absolute Sword gradually became thicker.

"Hmph, I don't know what tricks you used or what shit luck you used to get the general's head, but if you face me today, you must be a dead end, and you will be slashed with an axe!"

Xiahou Wu shouted, and his burly figure rushed towards Xue Ye, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, as if he had turned into a mad demon who only knew how to kill, the tiger and tiger dancing with the battle axe were vigorous, and the axe light broke out criss-crossed.

Scythe of Death!

Streams of death black qi condensed on the blade of the sword, as if turning into the scythe of death, bombarded with the furious axe light, and the two collided with each other, erupting in terrifying fluctuations on the sea level.

The frequency of Xue Ye's sword was extremely fast, and the sword qi of the death scythe flashed like a flash, and the speed of the opponent's furious axe light was also extremely fast, and under the rapid collision, only the sound of the weapons colliding with each other was heard, which was very intense, and sparks were rubbed.

But the gap in cultivation soon became apparent, Xiahou Wu's aura skyrocketed again, and the battle axe in his hand swept away, and the axe light suddenly flourished, slashing fiercely on the sword qi of the death sickle that flashed extremely fast.

When there was a loud bang.

A crack appeared on the death scythe, and Xue Ye was knocked away by a huge force, stepping on the sea level and retreating a distance of a hundred meters.

"Suffer death!"

Xiahou Wu seemed to turn into a tiger out of the cage, and came to Xue Ye in one leap, raised the battle axe in his hand high, and slashed towards Xue Ye.

Xue Ye was not panicked, and in the dantian, a white light sword qi suddenly bloomed, shooting above the sky, forming an invisible magnetic field sword momentum.

Heavenly Sword Martial Soul Heavenly Sword Magnetic Field.

Under the pressure of invisible power, Xiahou Wu instantly felt that his combat power was squeezed, and no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the shackles of this magnetic field.

Under the Heavenly Sword Magnetic Field, no matter how much cultivation anyone has, it will be lowered by three layers.

Undead Fu!

At the moment when Xiahou Wu hesitated, Xue Ye launched a counterattack, and between the swings of the Absolute Sword, a burst of undead souls broke out with a miserable cry, which made people shudder.

One after another, the black aura of the undead sword qi condensed out, and under the blessing of the undead crying, it was like a song from hell, and the undead notes danced, lingering around Xiahou Wu.

"What a weird swordsmanship, what is the identity of this kid?"

Xiahou Wu finally changed color, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart, because judging from Xue Ye's swordsmanship grade, it was still above the martial arts he cultivated.

Therefore, Xiahou Wu did not dare to slack off, and danced the battle axe wildly, smashing the undead sword qi that tried to attack her one by one, but also forced him back thirty meters away.

"Are you just like that, if you have the ability to come again!"

Xue Ye's voice sounded from above the sky, and the black qi of death was once again flourishing, and a death sword tablet more than 100 meters long appeared from the clouds, and smashed down.

There was a loud bang.

The death sword tablet smashed Xiahou Wu's battle axe, and even the sea level he was stepping on was concave, and the two forces competed with each other, almost making it difficult for him to raise his head.

"The martial artist of the double peak of the Seven Star Realm is indeed very strong, even a pirate can't easily kill him!"

Xue Ye couldn't help frowning.

"Stinky boy, is this your limit?"

Xiahou Wu was suppressed by the death sword tablet above his head and bent his body, it was difficult to raise his head, but his voice was still disdainful.

"What?"

Xue Ye Weileng.

"Tyrant Martial Spirit!"

Xiahou Wu shouted, in the dantian, the red blood-colored magic light bloomed like thunder and lightning, enveloping his body, and in an instant, his eyes were also covered by this magic light, as if the demon king was possessed, and suddenly burst out with an unrivaled mad force.

The Death Sword Tablet shattered, and Xue Ye was shocked out again.

"Stinky boy, I admit that you have some ability, and you can make me go all out, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

Xiahou Wu's voice also became hoarse, extremely demonic, he slowly walked towards Xue Ye, it seemed to be very slow, but it was like teleportation, and it appeared in front of Xue Ye in a few steps, and the power of the battle axe explosion expanded by more than double.

Dangdang!

Xiahou Wu's three consecutive blows were slashed, and each attack had the power to split the mountains, shattering the dark scythe sword qi shock, Xue Ye also felt the tiger's teeth tingling, and the absolute sword was almost out of his hand.

"I'm not going to give you any more chances, just die!"

The moment Xue Ye staggered back, Xiahou Wu's voice rang in his ears, and the huge battle axe had been cut off from the top of his head.

Xiahou Wu's full force blow was extremely terrifying, this blow was slashed down, and even the Absolute Sword was bent into an arc, but it was tenacious and did not break, and it was stubbornly blocked on the top of Xue Ye's head.

The terrible aftermath was wanton, rolling the surrounding waves and rolling like a tsunami.

Seeing that Xue Ye was about to lose his bearing, Xiahou Wu sneered: "Stinky boy, see how long you can hold on, but no matter what, you are destined to die today!"

This terrifying force is difficult for even Xue Ye to parry, but there is still no panic in his heart, such a life and death crisis has already made him numb, his heart is like water, only the calmness of indifferent life and death can calmly observe the flaws of the enemy and survive in a desperate situation.

Not only did he not have the slightest fear, Xue Ye was even a little excited in his heart, his blood was boiling, a martial artist who had experienced a hundred battles, nothing excited him more than fighting on the edge of life and death, only in this way could he stimulate his unlimited potential.

If you advance, you will live, and if you retreat, you will die.

If you want to survive in a desperate situation, the only way out is to keep getting stronger and have the ability to counter-kill enemies.

In an instant, Xue Ye's excitement reached the extreme, and the true qi in his body was boiling, and it had doubled in an instant, breaking through the last bottleneck.

Xue Ye's cultivation broke through, reaching the ninth level of the alchemy realm.

Once the cultivation is broken through, Xue Ye's combat power will also increase greatly in an instant.

The Absolute Sword straightened again, and the terrifying black aura of death evaporated out, which was actually able to compete with Xiahou Wu's furious axe light.

"What, how could it be ......"

Xiahou Wu was shocked, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress Xue Ye's momentum again, and his heart became more and more bottomless, he was actually frightened by a small martial artist in the alchemy realm of nine folds, which was simply a shame for him.

"It's time to finish!"

Xue Ye looked at each other with indifferent eyes.

"What ......"

Xiahou Wu was taken aback again, and suddenly, Xue Ye's eyes suddenly turned into a deep and terrifying black hole, and instantly spread, encompassing the entire sea into the black hole.

Xiahou Wu only felt that he had fallen into the bottomless abyss in an instant, and he had never felt so helpless and desperate.

Death Threat!

Xue Ye's soul attack method.

Xiahou Wu was defenseless, fell into a soul hallucination, and instantly lost his ability to fight.

"Give me death!"

Xue Ye turned into a dark afterimage, passing by Xiahou Wu, the two turned their backs to each other, and the entire choppy sea level returned to tranquility again.

Xiahou Wu woke up from the hallucination, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he gradually lost consciousness, the blood marks on his neck cracked, blood gushed out like a fountain, and his burly body was planted into the sea with a 'poof', and the surrounding sea water was stained red with blood.