You have a good chance, I accept it.

"I, the human race, Demon Cloud."

After Mo Yun finished speaking, he unceremoniously punched Rakshasa in the abdomen. Rakshasa's expression changed slightly, and his entire body was directly driven into the endless sea water.

At this moment, Rakshasa finally knew why Mo Yun insisted on catching him and beating him after knowing that he had announced his identity.

There was such a blood feud between the Human Race and the Shura Race, and he couldn't help but feel stupid for what he had just done.

Why do you have to report your family name? If you didn't report your family name, you probably wouldn't have received this beating, right?

"Get out and run away from me, Mo Yun. You don't have the ability yet."

Looking at the motionless sea surface, Mo Yun folded his arms and sneered. Under the sea surface, Rakshasa walked out of the deep sea helplessly and came to the surface to look at Mo Yun.

"Fellow Taoist Moyun, you and I are just geniuses of the same level. If we take it seriously, no one can please us. How about this, you and I each take a step back and pretend we have never met?"

Rakshasa spread his hands and looked at Mo Yundao expectantly.

He didn't want to fight, he didn't want to fight or kill anyone, he just wanted to survive and survive.

Fighting and killing are all things only children can do, and living is the only victory. As long as you are alive, that is victory.

"Oh? I really don't know how someone like you got in here. If you met someone else, it would be possible for you to agree to this request."

"But it's a pity that you met me. Come on, either you die or... I die."

Mo Yun laughed and then quickly rushed towards the Rakshasa.

Seeing Mo Yun being so unrelenting, Rakshasa was also angered. He just didn't want to fight, not because he was afraid of death.

Since you are forcing me to die, fine, I will help you.

Even if I can't beat you, I will still tear a piece of flesh from your body.

"Asura's true form."

Rakshasa growled lowly.

In an instant, a scarlet blood energy wrapped around his body, and his upper body turned completely red, as if magma was attached to the surface of his body.

There are even terrifying fiery red symbols on the body.

Two long blood-red knives appeared on Rakshasa's hands, and his eyes were like evil spirits from hell.

"Come and fight."

After Rakshasa finished speaking, he turned into a fiery red stream of light. The two continued to fight fiercely on the endless sea, and they had fought hundreds of thousands of times in just a few breaths.

During this period, the more he fought Mo Yun, the more excited he became, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, his blood was boiling, and the blood in his body seemed to be on fire.

The Rakshasa opposite was even more wrapped in a strong evil spirit. The Shura clan was born with endless evil energy, as if they were a race born for killing.

Every member of the Shura tribe is born strong and a natural fighter. For fighting, they have innate talents that other races cannot match.

But the Rakshasa in front of him seemed to look more and more wrong, and it simply tarnished the reputation of the Shura clan.

"Die to me."

Mo Yun kept punching Rakshasa's chest with a pair of iron fists. Rakshasa was naturally not a loser. With one punch from Moyun, he was able to leave a knife wound on Moyun that was deep enough to see the bones.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sea water continued to roll, and the space was cracked every inch.

"Come."

Mo Yun made a move with his hand, and a long knife wrapped in demonic energy slowly came to him from the depths of the void.