The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"Haha, imperial sister, it seems that the strength of your Shura guard is still a bit weak, he will lose this competition." Ao Xuan laughed loudly.

"Hmph." Qing Ming snorted coldly with embarrassment.

Mu Bai's face was pale, the gap in strength between him and his opponent was too great, he had injured himself with one move just now, if he fought hard, the middle-aged man with hooked nose could defeat himself within three moves.

But in this competition, Mu Bai can't lose anyway, because the lives of Laros and Arjun are in Qing Ming's hands.

"Boy, let's see how you take my sword."

The wrist of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose sank, and the evil sword in his hand stabbed at an extremely tricky angle as fast as lightning.

The long killing sharpness protruded from the sword tip, like a poisonous snake, went straight to Mu Bai's throat.

The momentum of this sword's attack is fierce and steady, and no flaws can be found.

Mu Bai retreated three steps, shouted loudly, and instantly shot out a huge sword glow full of dark magic power from the big knife in his hand.

"Oh!"

The sword light shot by Mu Bai was shattered by the hook-nosed middle-aged man's sword.

"what!"

Mu Bai was shocked, and hurriedly raised his sword to block in front of him.

"boom!"

I saw Mu Bai's body was sent flying again, and fell heavily to the ground, his consciousness was blurred and he was seriously injured.

"Is this kid a quasi-Sura? Why doesn't he have any killing breath on him?"

The people watching the battle were greatly puzzled.

Ao Xuan frowned, and said: "Sister, you Shura guard is really strange, why do you keep suppressing the killing power? If he is willing to use this power, he won't be so vulnerable."

The Demon Lord laughed and said: "You don't know him, it's really interesting, read on, I don't think he will fail."

"Oh? Really?" Mo Jun's words surprised Ao Xuan.

Qing Ming never said a word, his eyes were fixed on Mu Bai.

The middle-aged body with hooked nose was already flying into the air, like a giant eagle, with his arms outstretched, the evil sword in his hand slowly drew a circle in front of him, tearing apart a space of tens of meters.

Infinite murderous intent spread instantly, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Quite a few quasi-asuras watching the battle trembled uncontrollably after sensing this god-killing aura.

"Haha, it's time to end."

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose sneered, and used his strongest esoteric combat technique, Soul of the Sword Chasing the Moon!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

In the space that was torn out, thousands of sword qi volleys were fired, like the pouring rain, covering the wooden white on the ground.