The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

After Mu Bai saw Mokende's gaze, he felt chills in his heart for some reason.

"Boy, yesterday I made you majestic, and today I want to get back my capital with interest." Mokende thought to himself, and the aura that he deliberately concealed suddenly exploded.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant. Mokende's long hair fluttered without wind, and his figure looked extremely tall at this moment.

"What a powerful momentum!" All the spectators in the arena were too shocked to speak out.

"Since you are so persistent, I will let you experience the pain of hell. You have such a good relationship with that kid. I think he will be very sad." Mokende said with a sneer, and disappeared in a trance In front of Augustine.

Augustine hit the air with a blow, and was shocked, but he still hadn't reacted.

A sharp sword light flashed across his left arm in an instant, and with a 'poof' sound, blood spattered, and a long wound appeared on Augustine's right arm.Even if he has a petrified skin, it is impossible for him to defend against Wu Sheng's full-strength assassination move.

Augustine held back the severe pain and hurriedly swung his stick to the side, but Mokend's figure had long since disappeared in place.

"Puff-puff-"

The muffled sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh continued to radiate from Augustine.

In just a few minutes, Augustine had at least a hundred wounds cut on his body by Mokend with a big sword.

And Mokende's figure was as weird as a ghost. Augustine couldn't catch his figure at all, so he could only defend passively, like a fish on Mokende's chopping board, allowing him to slaughter.

Mokende was very measured in his strikes. Every time he attacked, he only cut Augustine's flesh, but did not hurt his bones, so that he still had the strength to fight, but he wanted to reduce the pain on the wound.

"Puff puff--"

The wounds on Augustine's body opened more and more, his whole body was drenched with blood, and the flesh on the wound rolled outwards, which looked extremely terrifying.

With each additional wound on his body, the sting of the big sword cutting through the flesh was even more heart-wrenching, causing the muscles on Augustine's face to twitch and almost twist into a ball.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly. I will cut your flesh with each sword, and let you bleed to death in pain." Mokend's cold laughter came from Augustine heard it.