Primordial God

And now, it was only the first time that Mo Chuan was injured in the hands of Li Mushen, which made Mo Chuan completely unexpected.

Mo Chuan came out of the stone wall with a gloomy and ugly face. He looked at Li Mushen and said to Li Mushen in a deep voice: "Li Mushen, you dare to hurt me?"

"Why can't I hurt you?" Li Mushen said, "Do you want to hurt me?"

Mo Chuan's face was gloomy, and a powerful breath emanated from his body.

A smile suddenly appeared on Li Mushen's face.

He said: "Let's hurt each other and see who is more powerful."

But in the next moment, the smile on Li Mushen's face subsided, and the whole person became very indifferent. He said, "Mo Chuan, I have no intention of wasting time for you here."

"I don't want to waste time with you here either." Mo Chuan also said, from his body, murderous aura spread from his body like a tide.

In the hands of Li Mushen, the peerless divine soldier flashed an astonishing sword light, and the immortal spirit power in his body poured into the Immortal Slaying Sword, and an incomparably dazzling sword light flowed from the Immortal Slaying Sword.

Neither of the two spoke.

Li Mushen started.

"This is a means of my cultivation and comprehension in the past few days. I will sacrifice the blood in your body for my means." Li Mushen spoke again.

"Stop talking nonsense, Li Mushen, today | you die!" On the other side, Mo Chuan has attacked Li Mushen again!

Li Mushen stood on the spot, and he was at least ten meters away from Namo Chuan.

Facing Na Mo Chuan who was rushing over, Li Mushen slashed out from the spot.

This sword was cut out, and Mo Chuan, who was far away from him, could not be hurt by using the Sword of Immortal Slaying.

When Mo Chuan saw this scene, he sneered in his heart, and just wanted to use the blood in his body to sacrifice for the means of Li Mushen.

snort! Simply delusional!

But at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, because with the sword of Li Mushen he was cut out.

Although this sword was ordinary, it suddenly appeared in front of Mo Chuan, as if it appeared out of thin air, and slashed towards Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan never thought that the sword cut out by Li Mushen would appear in such a form. His expression changed in an instant, completely unpredictable.

snort!

The Immortal Slaying Sword in Li Mushen's hand fell on Mo Chuan's chest, and the sword was drawn down, and it was drawn seven inches.

As the Immortal Slaying Sword was drawn out seven inches, a sword mark appeared directly on Mo Chuan's body.

The sword mark was seven inches deep, five inches deep, and hurt the bones in Mo Chuan's body. From the sword mark, blood gushed out.

Mo Chuan no longer attacked Li Mushen, but retreated with disbelief in his eyes. He did not expect such a thing to happen.

"How did you do it?" Mo Chuan held down his wound and looked at Li Mushen who was standing in the same place without moving at all.

Li Mushen just looked at Mo Chuan quietly, and said calmly, "I did it."

Mo Chuan's face was ugly, it seemed that Li Mushen didn't intend to tell him what method he used!

"My attack is coming again, you have to be careful." Li Mushen said to Mo Chuan again.

Immediately afterwards, in the hands of Li Mushen, he held the Immortal Slaying Sword, used the space sword escape again, and slashed another sword towards Mo Chuan.

The next moment, with the sword of Li Mushen, right next to Mo Chuan, the hair on his body exploded instantly, feeling the great danger, but he didn't have time to react, and another sword struck.

This sword, Mo Chuan still did not block, but directly cut him on the shoulder.

Mo Chuan's legs sank, blood was flowing from his shoulders, and he was injured again.

Mo Chuan's face is already very ugly. He is now more than ten meters away from Li Mushen, but he still can't stop Li Mushen's attack. How did Li Mushen do it? Why is it possible to attack him from such a distance?

"Damn, how could this be?"

This kind of unpredictable attack made Mo Chuan have no idea how to deal with it.

However, in the face of Mo Chuan's inability to cope, Li Mushen showed no mercy.

The Sword of Immortal Slaying was in the hands of Li Mushen, and the Space Escape Sword he used made Mo Chuan unable to deal with it.

The sword shadow flickered, and Li Mushen slashed at Mo Chuan with one sword after another.

Mo Chuan was in the shadows of Li Mushen's swords, and he didn't dodge any of Li Mushen's swords at all.

A muffled sound rang out, and Mo Chuan had no idea how many times he had been hurt, but there were countless sword wounds all over his body.

Those sword wounds on his body were extremely ferocious, blood flowed out of them, and the whole person was severely injured.

At the same time, Mo Chuan's face was also very ugly, because he had no way to do anything under Li Mushen's attack, not even a chance to counterattack or escape.

With the space escape sword used by Li Mushen, Mo Chuan has always been at a disadvantage.

If this continues, then Mo Chuan will surely die in the hands of Li Mushen!

Unless, Mo Chuan can deal with that Huang Wenwu like Li Mushen, and has a way to deal with it, such as the induction of space, and can know the trace of the Immortal Slaying Sword in advance from the fluctuations in the surrounding space.

But unfortunately, Mo Chuan did not have the means to practice the technique of space, so in the face of Li Mushen's attack, there was no way to deal with it.

Mo Chuan's face has become extremely pale, without any blood, his eyes are low, looking at Li Mushen who is standing in the same place, more than ten meters away from him, he secretly said in his heart: "This method he used, I don't know at all. I can't resist, come and go without a trace, and now my body has been severely injured by the sword, and I will die without a doubt if it continues like this!"

Mo Chuan knew that as long as Li Mushen used this method, he would already be in an invincible position. Even if Mo Chuan's strength was not weaker than him, under the suppression of Li Mushen's space sword escape, he could not be at all. Using his own strength, if he goes on like this, he will not survive at all, and the final result will naturally be death!

Therefore, in Mo Chuan's heart, the intention to retreat has already begun!

He was already planning to leave.

Otherwise, he will die here.

And Li Mushen saw that Mo Chuan's eyes dodged, looked around, and already knew what he was thinking.

"It seems that he also knows that if this continues, he will surely die in my hands, and he wants to escape."

However, how could Li Mushen let him escape?

Li Mushen shook his head slightly, since Mo Chuan was here and wanted to kill him, it was impossible for him to escape.

Seeing that Mo Chuan took a step back, Li Mushen slashed out with a sword.

This sword did not land on Mo Chuan's body, but an inch behind Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan's heart sank, his face ashen and ugly.

"Are you going to escape now? Unfortunately, I don't want to." Li Mushen said calmly.

Li Mushen's words made Mo Chuan's heart sink to the extreme. He wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was discovered by Li Mushen.

It seems that it is not so easy for him to escape now.

Looking at Mo Chuan, there was a killing light in Li Mushen's eyes that was fleeting.

Mo Chuan noticed the killing light in Li Mushen's eyes.

He took a few steps back, wanting to use the Vajra Vajra hood!

However, when his Vajra hood has not been used. The Immortal Slaying Sword in Li Mushen's hand had already attacked him.

What he used was the sword demon disintegration sword technique and the space sword escape.

Combining the two sword techniques, in the hands of Li Mushen, the Immortal Slaying Sword was just like his hands, extremely flexible.

Every sword was slashed towards Mo Chuan, but Mo Chuan still hadn't blocked Li Mushen's attack.

There was blood dripping on Mo Chuan's body, and there were sword marks all over his body!

At this moment, he has become a blood man.

Mo Chuan's eyes were burning with anger, blood red, he gasped heavily, unable to say a word.

At this moment, he was extremely aggrieved, and he couldn't say anything in words.

Li Mushen looked at him and said, "Mo Chuan, the madman of the blood slaughter, looks like this, it's nothing more than that."

Mo Chuan roared, like the roar of a fierce beast, and it resounded in the canyon.

"Li Mushen, I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Chuan was completely angry, the anger had blinded his mind, the spiritual riot in his body also caused the riot of the surrounding heaven and earth, and then rushed towards Li Mushen!

"Good job." Li Mushen's eyes were calm, seeing that Mo Chuan lost his mind and rushed towards him.

He used a sword in the heavy water-covering fire swordsmanship swordsmanship to die!

Step out, the **** flashes, and the figure disappears in an instant.

Appearing in an instant, he appeared in front of Mo Chuan, and the Immortal Slaying Sword was slashed with one sword, and the incomparably turbulent power completely poured into the Immortal Slaying Sword in Li Mushen's hand.

The Sword of Immortal Slaying exudes a blood-colored light, scarlet and fiery, and then with the sword of Li Mushen, he slashes down facing Mo Chuan!

The Immortal Slaying Sword fell, and from the Immortal Slaying Sword, there was an extremely terrifying aura of coercion, and it was that terrifying aura of coercion that restored Mo Chuan, who had lost his mind.

His anger-covered eyes slowly became clear, his senses recovered, and he saw the Immortal Slaying Sword falling from the top of his head, and a sword slashed towards his head!

The terrifying power emanating from the Immortal Slaying Sword made Mo Chuan's heart sink, and he quickly avoided it.

But now it is too late to avoid it.

In the canyon, there was a scream, and blood flashed.

With a sound, a horned dragon-like arm fell to the ground.

Blood stained the ground in the canyon red.

"Unfortunately, this sword did not cost Mo Chuan's life." Li Mushen shook his head regretfully when he saw the arm that was cut off by the sword.

In the distance, Mo Chuan had already stepped back, his face was extremely pale, without any blood, and cold sweat poured out on his forehead.