The two sides punched each other without any fancy.

But the pupils of Bai Ye's eyes, who were originally full of confidence, shrank suddenly, and even the mask on his face trembled slightly.

But Bai Ye is the king of killers of this generation after all, and after a short period of horror, a leg whip swept across Meng Wuwu's waist.

And Meng Wuwu used the same tricks again, but this time Bai Ye didn't choose to fight him hand-to-hand, and instantly moved to the opposite corner of the ring.

"I'm not mistaken, right?, Xiao Yuzi forced the boss back?!" Ling Xingchen was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground. There, their boss was the strongest, and no one had ever been seen to make him take a step back.

But Ling Xingchen not only saw it with his own eyes now, but the person who forced Bai Ye back was still the little brother he had subdued with violence when he was a child!

"It's more than that. Ling Xingyu keenly discovered the abnormality of Bai Ye's right hand.

Ling Xingchen exclaimed. "Oh my God, the boss is actually injured!"

No one despised Ling Xingchen's surprise, because they didn't expect Meng Wuwu to be so strong, knowing that the other party was the king of killers of the present generation.

Although assassination is his strong point, his ability in other aspects is also at the top compared to most martial artists, otherwise the White Night Gate, which has been passed down from generation to generation, would not have become a terrifying existence in the ancient martial arts world.

At the same time, Mu Qingxin was also surprised, but the object of surprise was Bai Ye. Meng Wuwu is a cultivator of the Eight Sects Open One, and his fist is an existence that can resist the anger of the second master of the Infinite Sect, but now Bai Ye's right hand is only trembling slightly.

What a changeover!

"You're strong!" Bai Ye shook his sore right hand and began to face Meng Wuwu. "You deserve my sword. ”

A simple and light soft sword was held in Bai Ye's left hand, and as Bai Ye poured internal force into it, the blade reverberated in the square with a sharp sharp roar.

Then Bai Ye cut his right hand in front of everyone, causing blood to flow to the blade of the sword, and not a drop fell to the ground. "I'm not going to show mercy to the rest of my hands. ”

"I didn't expect to see this sword again, and I don't know what happened to that old ghost?" Lan Shuju couldn't help but think back to the past as he watched the silver-white blade slowly darken.

Those with a little insight instantly recognized the origin of this sword. "Dark Night! The Inheritance of the White Night, the Living Demon Sword!"

Most people in the ancient martial arts world know that the White Night Gate has a soft sword that has been passed down from generation to generation, a sword that can suck blood, the more blood it absorbs, and the darker the color of the blade, the more powerful the demon sword.

White night, dark night. Turn the day into endless night, let the darkness descend on the night sky, and become a killing god!

Fortunately, the sword's power bonus is time-limited, and as long as it is not fed blood for a while, its color will slowly fade and its power will decrease.

Bai Ye gently rubbed blood all over the blade of the sword, this was the second life for him. "Today, I will use my blood to fight for you, and fight for Xiaoyu. ”

"The boss is going to move seriously, let Wu Wu admit defeat!" Ling Xingchen looked at the man's figure in fear, his face turned pale.

Ling Xingchen knew very well what he was terrifying, and that strength could not be described by a human being at all. "What are you still standing for, let him come down!!"

Ling Xingchen's roar made the Tang Sect not calm down, after all, the opponent was the king of killers that had been inherited for hundreds of years.

"No problem, we have to believe in worry-free. Mu Qingxin smiled lightly and watched every move in the ring intently.

At this time, the blade of the dark night was already gray-black, and the white night gently floated in the air, and a sword mark more than ten centimeters long appeared in the ring. "Draw your sword. ”

"I rarely use a sword. Meng Wuwu waved his hand, and a blue light flew from the resting courtyard, and then a quaint cyan spear was held in his hand.

What is surprising is that both of them actually have a kingly atmosphere that looks down on the world, king to king!

"Kill!" Bai Ye's body slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but the invisible murderous aura continued to spread, and even the people more than ten meters away from the audience were affected.

"Are you just going to have these moves?" Meng Wuwu stabbed out with one hand in front of the right.

The figure of the white night emerged, and with a flick of his wrist, the dark night picked up the moon from the bottom to the top. "Don't worry, you won't be disappointed. ”

In the next second, there were multiple weapons crashing on the stage one after another, and the frequency was getting higher and higher. Every time there was a sound, there was an extra figure of Bai Ye beside Meng Wuwu, and each figure maintained a different attack action, although every move and style hid the killing intention, but it gave people a feeling of being elegant like a fairy.

The speed of the white night was so fast that even Meng Wuwu was shocked, he couldn't see its movement trajectory clearly, and he only happened to catch it by relying on his divine sense, and he didn't have any advantage.

In about ten seconds, there were more than twenty afterimages around Meng Wuwu, and suddenly he put Cangyue across his waist, changed his hands alternately and turned around and swept around, and then the gun in his right hand suddenly stabbed out, like a dragon going out to sea, like a bamboo.

A crisp crash sounded into the sky, and the flags near the ring sprung up with the momentum of the two spreads.

Then all the sounds came to an abrupt end, and the moon and the night seemed to be inextricably linked together in the air.

"Is this the only murderous aura of the King of Killers?" Meng Wuwu's body suddenly erupted with a monstrous aura, and the temperature of the entire square suddenly dropped, and even ordinary people could clearly feel the change in his aura.

Everyone had a feeling that their blood was congealing, and some of the people who were closer were trembling constantly, and they knelt down directly with a plop, as if facing an ancient beast, and all that was left was fear and despair.

Lan Shudu's pupils contracted sharply, this was no longer an ordinary murderous aura, it belonged to a higher level of qualitative change, even that old ghost didn't have such a terrifying aura!

Thinking of the destroyed foundation of the Infinite Sect for a while, Lan Shu had an urge to rush up and take down Meng Wuwu, so as not to cause disaster to the entire ancient martial arts world in the future.

But he was quickly suppressed again, not to mention whether he was the opponent of the young man, and now there were more than 2,000 people in the square, and if he angered the young man, the consequences would not be something he could afford.

"Don't worry about him, ......" Tang Yurou hugged Meng Tianqi's arm with a pale face, she seemed to see the endless mountain of corpses and blood behind her son, and there were countless souls.

Meng Tianqi, who had been fighting for half his life, was also frightened at this time, and his back was already soaked. "It's okay, it's okay. ”

"This is my sword, but it is also my sin. Looking at the murderous figure, Mu Qingxin recalled the words of that night, and her heart ached.

Bai Ye felt the breath of the same kind and laughed, and the murderous aura continued to be exposed, although it was slightly inferior, but it was still confronting it head-on. "Then you are qualified to fight me!"

"Madman, two madmen!" the vast majority of people fled the square with all their might, moving their trembling bodies.

Bai Ye and Meng Wuwu separated again, and then suddenly floated in the air and slashed away. "Killing Intent Sword Duel - Slash the Moon!"

A gray-black crescent moon struck at Meng Wuwu, and the range became larger and faster.

A hint of surprise flashed in Meng Wuwu's eyes, he didn't expect that Bai Ye could actually mobilize his murderous energy at will and apply it to actual combat, and his sword moves had also been strengthened by internal force.

Meng Wuwu dodged sideways, but the crescent sword qi seemed to lock his breath and chased after him. And the momentum is becoming more and more ferocious and violent, as if I want to devour the evil qi on his body.

In fact, Meng Wuwu didn't have to dodge too much, but he didn't want to expose his strength too much and his ability to spell.

"You lost. Bai Ye stood proudly with his hands in his hands, but the gray-black blade had already quietly rested on Meng Wuwu's neck.

"That's what I'm waiting for!" As soon as the dark night appeared, Meng Wuwu grabbed the sword blade with his left hand, twisted his waist, and a return pistol dispersed the crescent sword qi.

But this time Meng Wuwu was a little too big, the dark night seemed to have spirituality, when he reached out to grab it, the blade of the sword was deflected, and a large piece of flesh was cut off directly from the forearm, dripping with blood, and the white bones inside could be faintly seen.

But after all, Meng Wuwu had fought countless battles in his previous life, and this injury was not enough to make him retreat.

"Come back to me!" Meng Wuwu grabbed it again with his backhand, embedding the dark night into the metacarpal bone of his left hand, and forcibly pouring the evil qi in his body into it.

"Don't worry!" Tang Yurou exclaimed, wanting to go on stage to save her son.

Meng Tianqi pressed her shoulder and motioned for her to stop. "You see carefree, he's smiling, he seems to be happy. ”

Mu Qingxin covered the eyes of Tang Xiaobao's brothers and sisters, and when she saw his excited smile, her mouth also outlined a perfect arc.

Bai Ye looked at the already dark black blade in surprise, to achieve this effect, it would take at least ten adults to absorb the blood volume, and the power could even be cut through the steel plate at will, let alone the human metacarpal bones.

The only thing that can be explained is that Meng Wuwu has a problem!

Bai Ye's left hand moved, and a silver light flew towards Meng Wuwu's eyebrows, but the next moment it suddenly appeared behind him, and the cold light of his left palm flashed, and he took his back vest.

For the first time since he woke up his memory, Meng Wuwu had a sense of crisis, just because Bai Ye's speed was too fast, even if his divine sense could catch it, his body's reaction speed couldn't keep up.

Just when Bai Ye was about to succeed, Meng Wuwu suddenly disappeared. That's right, it's gone!

Because no matter how fast you are, there will be a change in the airflow just by moving. Although Meng Wuwu suddenly appeared on the opposite side of Bai Ye, Bai Ye knew that he had really disappeared this time.

Except for Bai Ye, only Lan Shu noticed the abnormality, and the rest thought that Meng Wuwu had dodged by moving quickly.

"I almost lost my daughter-in-law. Meng Wuwu appeared out of thin air, his face as pale as paper. I have to say that Bai Ye is indeed very strong, if he didn't have divine sense and couldn't move the technique, he would have been defeated early in the morning.

If it weren't for the fact that he forced Ying Jue to teleport for him just now, he would have been seriously injured by Bai Ye by now.

Meng Wuwu endured the tearing pain caused by the transfer technique, and shook his left hand vigorously, throwing the dark night stuck in his palm and a blood red towards the white night. "Let's see how it goes. ”