ly pointed out the direction, and Xiao Zhu raised her foot and walked away.After a moment, Lu Ye and Luo He, who were engaged in fierce battle, both turned their heads simultaneously, cautiously eyein...In the midst of fierce confrontation, each side's defenses were simultaneously broken. Mo Hai Shengzun's razor-sharp claws pierced through Lu Ye's chest, just needing to penetrate a few more inches to reach his heart.

If that's true, then even if Lu Ye possesses extraordinary abilities, he will surely die without a doubt.

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As slashed at him with his blade, he also furiously swung his fists, relentlessly pounding at 's body. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

He tried to force Lu Ye back by injuring himself in return, it wouldn't take long, just a few breaths of time would allow him to adjust slightly and recover.

By then, he would never again allow that long blade to strike him even once...

What on earth...

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This is how life-and-death battles go, perhaps for a long time it's hard to determine the victor. But once one side seizes even a slight opportunity, the situation can instantly become intense.

Each strike of the Pianshan Blade inflicted some flesh wounds on Mo Hai Shengzun. The subsequent soul-piercing strikes slammed into his soul essence, causing him great mental turmoil and making it impossible for him to escape Lu Ye's pursuit under such circumstances.

In comparison, Lü Ye's injuries were undoubtedly far more severe than his.

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Facing the proposal of the Sea Saint, he remained completely unmoved and even intensified his attacks.

He had to bet, to endure until the other party killed him before he could hold on any longer.

A fierce battle to the death between evenly matched opponents had now reached a point where it was a test of willpower and determination.

Mo Hai Shengzun's divine soul was severely injured, his mind in turmoil. Lu Ye's internal injuries were festering, and his body was damaged. No one was truly stronger than the other.

Panshan's blade descended, a chilling light flashing as the blow viciously struck Mohai Saint Venerable's neck...

>>ar Soul Stage late cultivator of the Little Folk race, was naturally unwilling to be suppressed by an early-stage Human in such a fierce confrontation. Lu Ye nodded: "Then we can only beat him!""...Th...