However, when he saw the big knife in front of Mu Li and the eye-catching gap on the knife edge, Luo Feng instantly understood that it was the big knife that blocked the lethality of the soul rush and failed to let the soul rush hurt Mu Li's body.

Mu Li gasped heavily, calming the irritable qi and blood in his body, as well as the uncontrollable anger,

Luo Feng in front of him was obviously not an ordinary D-level spirit hunter, he was fully qualified and capable of fighting him.

In the face of such a close fight, Mu Li knew that he had to remain calm, impulsive and angry, which would only affect his judgment.

Seeing Mu Li motionless, obviously using his soul power to regulate the wounds in his body, how could Luo Feng let him succeed.

"Soul Rush!"

A sword slashed out, and the crimson sword light struck Mu Li again.

"You think you're really hurting Lao Tzu?!"

Seeing the soul rush slashing again, Mu Li's eyes were full of disdain, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body exploded to the right, easily dodging the attack of the soul rush.

The lethality of the soul rush is indeed very high, enough to threaten Mu Li's life, but since Luo Feng is only a D-level soul hunter, this causes the speed of the soul rush to advance very slowly, but anyone who has a little cultivation can easily dodge the soul rush.

Seeing that Soul Chong failed to hit Mu Li, Luo Feng was not surprised in the slightest.

At this time, Mu Li in the distance suddenly changed the direction of travel, turned around and rushed towards Luo Feng.

"Spirit Hunter, take your life!" Mu Li's face was a little terrifying.

"Soul Rush!"

Three soul rushes in a row slashed out, parallel to each other, and slashed towards Mu Li.

These three soul rushes blocked Mu Li's left, center, and right three ways, and Mu Li thought of dodging this wave of attacks, either fleeing to the ground or jumping high.

He didn't have that ability.

After jumping high, he could not change direction in the air, and could only be used as a live target.

So, neither of the above options is good.

Thinking of this, Mu Li turned around and ran.

When he saw the towering ancient tree not far behind him, he instantly had an idea in his heart.

Mu Li sprinted towards the ancient tree at the fastest speed, and the three soul rushes, behind him, chased after him, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Just when the sword light of the soul rush was about to touch Mu Li's buttocks, the soles of Mu Li's feet slammed on the ground, and his bulky body instantly jumped onto the ancient tree, and its agile movements were like a monkey.

Bang! Bang!

Mu Li's body had just jumped up the ancient tree, and three violent chopping sounds were immediately heard under his feet, and under the strong impact, this 10,000-year-old tree couldn't help but tremble three times.

Soul Chong, on the strong and thick torso of the ancient tree, left three deep and eye-catching sword marks.

Seeing Mu Li avoid his Serial Soul Rush again, Luo Feng frowned slightly, obviously, compared to the Fighting Soul Minions who were killed by him before, Mu Li's combat quality was much more solid.

And the previous four soul rushes failed to cause damage to Mu Li, which had to make Luo Feng change his fighting style.

Although after being promoted to a D-level soul hunter, the soul power in Luo Feng's body was enough for him to use twenty soul charges, but if he continued to fight like this, even if he had a hundred soul charges, he might not hurt Mu Li.

Now, I can only fight hand-to-hand combat, hoping that Mu Li can show his flaws.

Mu Li in the distance killed again, the lethality of Soul Chong was indeed terrifying, but he was confident that as long as he paid attention to the embankment, Soul Chong would not be able to hurt him.

Moreover, he believed that with Luo Feng's cultivation as a D-level spirit hunter, it was impossible to use a violent soul skill like Soul Chong indefinitely, and once the soul power in Luo Feng's body was exhausted, it would be the time for him to kill Luo Feng.

Seeing Mu Li rushing to kill, Luo Feng mentioned Chiyan and greeted him head-on.

Luo Feng actually dared to face himself head-on, which was obviously beyond Mu Li's expectations, but this was the best, with his D+-level fighting soul cultivation, coupled with strong physical fitness, hand-to-hand combat, it was exactly what he was looking forward to.

"Spirit Hunter!

"I'll give you a lung!

Clang!

The greatsword and broadsword slashed together, and the sharp and piercing sound of impact echoed through the Stonetalon Mountains for a long time.

The giant sword and the broadsword were in such a stalemate, and at the same time, Luo Feng and Mu Li were staring at each other at such a close and face-to-face manner, and their expressions were very hideous at the moment.

"Soul Hunter... Just like you with thin arms and legs... Fight hard with Lao Tzu... I think you're looking for death..."Mu Li grinned sarcastically.

"I'll take your lungs... Fights and so much nonsense ... I think you want to eat..."In the face of Mu Li's ridicule, Luo Feng was not to be outdone, and said whatever he thought.

"Spirit hunter! Lao Tzu must cut off your head! Use it as a urinal!" Seeing that the ants of the past dared to contradict themselves like this, Mu Li was furious.

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

At this time, the soul power in Luo Feng and Mu Li's bodies exploded almost at the same time, and the intersection of the giant sword and the big sword suddenly splashed everywhere.

After all, Mu Li is a D+-level fighting spirit, and his cultivation is one level higher than Luo Feng, and his body size is also several laps larger than Luo Feng, so after a stalemate for a while, Mu Li's advantages are slowly revealed.

Under the strong pressure of the big knife, Luo Feng gradually fell into disadvantage.

I saw him clenching his teeth, the soles of his feet supporting the ground, and his body leaning forward with all his might, trying to reverse the defeat.

However, in the face of absolute power, his efforts seemed so powerless.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the knife edge was getting closer and closer to his face, Luo Feng felt a trace of anxiety in his heart.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Mu Li suddenly exerted force, and the big knife in his hand pressed down hard.

Under the pressure of brute force, Luo Feng suddenly knelt on one knee, and the giant sword in his hand was horizontal above his head, preventing the big knife on his head from splitting down.

"Spirit Hunter, how arrogant you are!" Seeing that Luo Feng had become his own knife, Mu Li said excitedly.

"I'll push your lungs..."Looking up at Mu Li's hideous face, Luo Feng said with difficulty.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the momentum cannot be lost!

"Lao Tzu wants your life!"

Mu Li exerted his strength again, and this time, Luo Feng couldn't resist anymore.

Chiyan, which was originally on the top of Luo Feng's head, descended to Luo Feng's chest under the brute force of Mu Li.

And Mu Li's big knife, the edge of the knife had already fallen on Luo Feng's left shoulder.

The sharp knife cut through Luo Feng's shirt, and the bright red blood seeped out, staining Luo Feng's shoulders red.

After living in the Stone Claw Mountains for so long, Luo Feng's white shirt has long become sloppy and shabby, but the bright red blood stain on his left shoulder is still eye-catching.

The wound on his left shoulder was scorching pain, and Luo Feng could feel that the sharp knife on his left shoulder was still cutting his flesh and blood, and was even about to touch his collarbone.

If this continues, the big knife will not only cut his collarbone, but may also split his whole body in half.

"Soul Rush!"

At this critical moment, Luo Feng roared.