Boom!

Mo Mu Soul propped his left hand on the back of the knife, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and held the scourge above his head, desperately supporting it. The black light on the scourge flickered and weakened, and he knelt on one knee, clenched his teeth, and frantically withdrew the pulse power from his body, allowing the calamity to resist the huge red sword shadow.

But at this moment, not to mention the scourge, even Mo Mu's soul looked insignificant below the Red Slash Sword Shadow, as if it would be crushed at any moment.

Can't lose, can't lose.

Mo Mu also had this belief in his mind.

Scourge let out an unyielding cry, it was once an undefeated myth on the battlefield, but after a fight, it lost. Defeated by the Scourge Army, it has mastered the sanity of all the masters of the Scourge and caused chaos on the entire continent.

Even if the Ren Ren master of the scourge was eventually killed one by one because he killed too much, it would never lose again. How can the loss of the master of the scourge be considered the loss of the scourge? It has never been afraid of any of the Xuan soldiers, and it has never lost to any of the Xuan soldiers!

But this time.

Mo Mu's strength was above the practice of three lives, and he should have won this victory easily, but now he was on the verge of defeat.

The fighting soldiers knew that they had lost, and he, a victorious general, had lost to this soldier's earthy sword like a vagabond!

Mo Mu's hands were trembling violently, he was unwilling to lose, he didn't want his desire to get it, he just lost it, Lian Sansheng should go with him to rebuild the Ghost Wu Country!

And at this time, the practice of three lives.

She felt as if the giant in her heart was throbbing, for her heart throbbed for a moment, though only briefly, almost imperceptibly.

Why did Juque suddenly move?

It has always been quiet.

Lian Sansheng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think about it anymore, but now it was the most important thing to deal with the Mo Mu Soul in front of him.

She looked at Mo Mu Soul who didn't give up, his hands were bursting, and the green tendons were crawling all over his hands, and she frowned: "Mo Mu Soul, you save some strength and fall down, don't hold on hard, it won't do you any good." ”

Unexpectedly, Mo Mu's soul hadn't given up yet, and the momentum of the scourge was all pulled away in an instant, turning into an ordinary black long knife.

"What are you doing!" Mo Mu's knees slammed to the ground, his eyes were red, but his hands were still supporting the scourge and roared, "How can you give up before me!" You get up for me! Hold up! ”

The black light of Scourge flickered twice, but it didn't fully light up.

It had been completely suppressed by the Red Slash.

The onlookers were extremely shocked, but they didn't expect that the scourge battle that ranked twelfth in the hundred lists of Xuanbing was defeated by a blade of unknown origin! At the same time, Lian Sansheng also reversed everyone's impression of the martial artist of the Netherworld Realm.

"Rubbish!" Mo Mu Soul gritted his teeth and popped out these two words from between his teeth, and his eyes were rapidly climbing with terrifying bloodshots.

Lian Sansheng knew that Mo Mu Soul had already lost, so she waved the Red Slash Sword Shadow away, otherwise if she continued to press it like this, she was afraid that Mo Mu Soul would die here, and Mo Mu Soul could not die so early.

"You lose, you have to come with me." Lian Sansheng looked at Mo Mu's soul.

Mo Mu Soul knelt on the ground, his head bowed, blood flowed out of his seven orifices, dripping to the ground, and he was muttering: "I didn't lose, I didn't lose, I didn't lose, you lost, you lost!" Ahh

He burst out with a terrible roar.

A fierce aura burst out from Mo Mu's body, a trace of blood mist seemed to linger around his body, and the whole person seemed to be strong, and the green tendons were like branches on the skin, he raised his head, his face was already terrifying, and his eyes were bloody.

Lian Sansheng looked at Mo Mu's soul's familiar and unfamiliar state, and his heart was shocked, this is war rage!

Mo Musoul was already completely furious, and he refused to admit that he lost, just like he refused to admit that he had lost just now. If it weren't for Lian Sansheng's temporary breakthrough, I'm afraid that it would be her who is now in a state of war rage, not Mo Mu's soul!

"Die! You're going to die! ”

Mo Mu Soul roared in a low voice, he had completely lost his mind, and originally planned to let Lian Sansheng rebuild the Ghost Wu Kingdom with him, but now his mind was only to kill Lian Sansheng and kill all the obstructive students in this hall.

To stop him, you have to stop him!

The longer the state of war rage lasts, the more unfavorable it will be to Mo Mu's soul, which will only make him have more and more war rage factors in his body, completely lose his sanity, and eventually lead to his demise.

"Be careful!" The onlookers shouted.

I saw Mo Mu Soul holding a scourge and killing Lian Sansheng.

Rub and rub –

Mo Mu Soul flew over the ruins that fell from above all over the ground, and the scourge was raised high and slashed down at Lian Sansheng, and at this time, the scourge seemed to merge with the crazy state of Mo Mu Soul, and it actually burst out with a terrifying black light again.

The scourge is uplifted again, as if it has licked blood!

Mo Mu's soul swept and roared with a black frenzy.

"Damn."

Lian Sansheng let out a low cry and swung the red slash from the bottom up, and the blue light spewed out with the blood light, colliding fiercely with the scourge.

Boom –

The wave of air rolled out again, raising the smoke and dust of the ruins, filling the confrontation area.

The sleeves of the robe on Lian Sansheng's hands burst open, and blood splattered directly from the cracked skin, and the pain was as if he had been cut by countless knives.

Now the strength of Mo Mu's soul has skyrocketed several times because of the war rage, and the whole person is hysterical, and he wants to practice three lives together!

Lian Sansheng gritted his teeth, raised his right foot suddenly, kicked Mo Mu's chest, and kicked him out, Mo Musheng held the scourge and flew upside down a distance, and Lian Sansheng also fell to the ground.

Mo Mu Soul quickly got up, roared like a beast, and rushed over again, an endless black frenzy!

Lian Sansheng also got up quickly, if she continued like this, she would lose, and she had to make Mo Mu's soul completely lose her combat effectiveness.

Everyone looked at it and was worried again, and now the victory and defeat of the two sides are inseparable again, why are two martial artists who were not strong at all in their eyes before be able to fight such a thrilling and wonderful battle!

Watching a battle is like sitting on a small boat in the wind and waves at sea, with ups and downs! Is it capsizing, or is it raining and the sky is clear? Is it Mo Mu Soul who wins, or does he win by practicing three lives?

Seeing that Mo Mu's soul had rushed in front of Lian Sansheng, the scourge had already slashed down at Lian Sansheng's forehead with a sword, but Lian Sansheng suddenly put away the red slash!

What is she doing!