As Lao Baiye slashed down with a sword, a sword mark one palm wide and about ten centimeters deep appeared where Meng Wuwu was standing.

It's just that under the terrifying shadow of Meng Wuwu's previous move to flatten half of the manor, Lao Baiye's sword mark did not attract too much attention from others.

Meng Wuwu stood not far from the sword marks, his eyes were unwavering, and the silence was terrifying. "Killing intent condenses qi and transforms into gas. ”

Old Baiye didn't know what to think, and reminded again. "Little doll, you have to be careful. Instantly!"

As soon as Lao Baiye finished speaking, the next moment he appeared on the right side of Meng Wuwu in the air, and then slashed down with a sword.

Meng Wuwu's pupils shrank, and he immediately resisted with a horizontal gun. Old Baiye's speed was too fast, and even his divine consciousness could barely catch a little afterimage.

"The reaction is quite fast, yes, yes! I heard that Feng'er said that you can fly, old man, I really want to see it." ”

There was a series of old and energetic laughter in the night sky.

Old White Night was like a ghost, constantly appearing, slashing, and disappearing around Meng Wuwu.

"There's a flaw!" Old Baiye suddenly appeared directly in front of him, and then poked his left index finger into Meng Wuwu's shoulder. "Finger of Destruction!"

Meng Wuwu's body flew back suddenly, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Lao Baiye actually stabbed his body in the early days of domination with a single finger, just one finger! And although it was only one centimeter pierced, his entire shoulder was pierced with a bloody hole!

Besides, after Lao Baiye succeeded in making a move, there was even more surprise in his eyes. Even if he only used eighty percent of his power with this finger, even if he was a master of the Golden Bell Jar, it was enough to be unloaded with an arm. The information given to him by the apprentice was indeed true, and the other party's body was very strong.

Gradually, the frequency of Lao Baiye's counterattacks became higher and higher, and in the eyes of others, Meng Wuwu only had the share of defending on the spot, and it seemed that he would be defeated in a short time.

In fact, it was true, and from the beginning, Meng Wuwu knew that he would lose this battle.

But even if he knew he would lose, he would fight to the end. Because of his pride, he is not allowed to be defeated without a fight!

Meng Wuwu inserted Cangyue in front of him, a white gauntlet appeared on his right arm, and after a few strange handprints formed on his hands, a magic circle appeared on the ground, causing the twinkle of the stars.

"Is there something on his arm?"

"Look, there's a glowing pattern at his feet!"

"Starlight, he's triggering Starlight!"

Once again, the onlookers were as if they had discovered a new continent, both novel and shocked.

Then Meng Wuwu closed his eyes, turned off all perceptions, and comprehended the heavens and the earth with the help of the light of the star soul, and integrated into it!

At this time, in the eyes of Lan Shu and Lin Leihuo, although Meng Wuwu had not changed, they felt that the figure suddenly enlarged infinitely, and a sense of depression rose in their hearts that could not be shaken away.

They were all watching like this, let alone the old white night.

From the moment Meng Wuwu closed his eyes, Lao Baiye looked at him in the air. For a while, Lao Baiye suddenly felt that the young man in front of him no longer existed, and he was fighting with the whole world.

Looking at Meng Wuwu's slowly rising momentum, Lao Baiye put away his cynical smile, licked his wrinkled lips, and then the murderous aura on his body exploded in full force!

Then he held the sword high in both hands, the blade trembling slightly in the air, and there was a hint of sword sound.

When Lan Shu saw Lao Baiye's posture, he sighed in his heart and hurriedly shouted. "What are you doing, old ghost!

However, Lao Baiye was still holding his sword in both hands, staring at Meng Wuwu with extreme caution. "Little doll, let's decide the winner with one move. Killing Intent Sword Technique - Judgment!"

The people watching the battle only saw that after Lao Baiye finished shouting, a black cross sword qi that ordinary people could see with the naked eye rushed towards Meng Wuwu from the air, and the scope of that sword qi was constantly expanding and distorting.

The old white night in the air has returned to the posture of holding the sword in one hand. It's just that the unpretentious sword, with only one hilt left, seems to be unable to withstand such a powerful sword skill and collapses.

As soon as the cross sword qi came out, Lan Shu also had an extra sword in his hand. As soon as I stepped out, my loose clothes immediately bulged. Obviously, he mobilized all his internal forces in an attempt to block Lao Baiye's trick to convict him.

At this moment, Meng Wuwu slowly opened his eyes, although they were still those eyes, but in the eyes of Lao Baiye, it seemed that the sky was looking at him!

"The way of heaven is vast, and the reincarnation is boundless. Where do you go from here?"

Everyone heard Meng Wuwu's voice like a bamboo leaf, and his muttering to himself. They were all dazed and felt their own insignificance.

Just as Lan Shu shook his head, the verdict had come to Meng Wuwu.

I saw him raise his right hand and slowly clench his fist, and suddenly there was a cracking sound. No one noticed that in the space near Meng Wuwu's right fist, an extremely slight crack appeared.

The power around that fist was absorbed, causing the space to shatter!

"Annihilation—Divine Collapse!"

Everyone looked at the punch, and for a moment they all felt like the end of the world was about to end.

Meng Wuwu's fist hit directly at the center of the verdict, but it was only resisted for an instant, and the power on his right hand had already been consumed.

With a loud bang, the sentencing slash that was several meters wide fell to the ground, and the entire foundation shook violently. The sky was full of dust and fragments blocking everyone's sight, and no one knew what happened to Meng Wuwu.

"Is he dead?"

"Yes, it should be dead......

The onlookers were all parched and speculating.

Lan Shu reacted and roared. "Duan Yinglong, didn't we say that we would only capture but not kill!"

Old Baiye had already fallen back to the ground, his face was slightly red, and his breath was chaotic, obviously the burden on him was not small to use that trick to convict him.

After Lao Baiye relieved himself a little, a harmless smile appeared on his face again. "Little doll, if you don't come out again, I'm going to become a murderer, I don't dare to carry this pot. ”

In the moonlight, the dust gradually dissipated, slowly revealing a huge cross crack. Only the center of the cross was not cut open, as if it was a lone peak standing in the abyss.

On the lonely peak, a figure stood.

Under the moonlight, Meng Wuwu's face was bloodless, and he leaned his back against the spear with difficulty. The trembling body was like a candle in the wind, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

The injury to his left shoulder had almost stopped bleeding and was slowly recovering. However, his entire right arm was bloody, and nearly a quarter of his palms and forearms were exposed with white bones, which was shocking!

But now such an injury has made Meng Wuwu very happy. In fact, when the conviction was cut off, he found that the power of the central point was the weakest. Even if you don't resist, at most, you will deepen the injury slightly, and it will not be fatal.

Because the other party didn't want to kill him in the first place.

The reason why his right arm became like that was because he forcibly used one of the killer moves in his previous life.

Meng Wuwu tried to move his right hand, but all he responded to was pain. Muttered. "It's okay if the arm is still there, otherwise I won't be able to explain when I go home. ”

Meng Wuwu was trembling all over his body at this time, and he barely supported his body with his back against Cangyue. The last move of the Shattering God completely drained the power in his body. Now not to mention the spiritual power, even the recovery power of the physical body has been greatly weakened.

Lao Baiye sat on the spot, and he was also breathing his internal strength while talking. "Little doll, you don't have the strength to jump around now, do you?"

Meng Wuwu kept silent, and he was also recovering as soon as possible.

But Lao Baiye didn't care about his attitude. "Sure enough, it's old, and this one almost didn't break up my old bones. Seriously, you're a demon! Pervert! If you're in your heyday, I probably can't do anything to you, old man. ”

Lan Shu looked at Meng Wuwu and nodded in agreement with Lao Baiye's words.

A sly smile appeared on Lao Baiye's face. "But in the end, I won, so teach me the secret. ”

Meng Wuwu opened his eyes and looked at him, his inky black eyes were not sad or happy, and he didn't know what to think.

Lao Baiye was very uncomfortable by his eyes, as if all his thoughts had been seen through, and he unconsciously avoided it. "Okay, don't deceive the old man!"

After a moment, Meng Wuwu nodded lightly.

"This is a good boy!" When he wanted to praise a few more words, the murderous aura on his body suddenly burst out. "Shaft, you dare!"

I don't know when, Lin Leihuo approached the area where Meng Wuwu was, jumped up, and slapped Meng Wuwu who was seriously injured. At this moment, his only remaining right hand was as red as fire, and the blood vessels were protruding one by one, like small red snakes.

"Even if I fight this arm today, I will kill you!" Lin Leihuo's eyes were red, tonight's shame was something he could never forget in his life, and now he hated Meng Wuwu to the core!

And from the attitude and conversation between Lao Baiye and Lan Shudu, he knew that they were actually here to protect Meng Wuwu. So if you want revenge, you can only rely on yourself!

"Suffer death!

Lin Leihuo's right hand suddenly ignited a flame, dazzling in the night sky, and then a one-meter-wide flame palm phantom appeared in front of him, like a blazing sun, slowly pressing towards Meng Wuwu.

Somehow, the people on the ruins looked at the phantom shadow of the flaming palm, as if they were in a furnace, and their mouths were dry and sweaty.

Meng Wuwu didn't make any moves, just quietly watched Lin Leihuo's palm press towards him. Nowadays, it can be said that it is extremely difficult for him to even move his lower fingers, let alone counterattack and dodge.

Still, there was not a hint of change in his eyes. Let's not talk about how long he lived before he was reincarnated, how many vicissitudes he has seen, and he has already seen through the cycle of life and death.

As far as that flame palm print is concerned, it is simply incomparable to the Slave Heavenly King Seal of the Third God Emperor, not to mention that this is still an illusory shadow.

Lin Leihuo seemed to sense the other party's contempt, and after a roar, he increased his strength to hit Meng Wuwu.

Just as the flame palm print was about to press down on Meng Wuwu, the petite and weak body in the crowd finally let out a long-silent cry. "Brother worry-free!"