C42 dying struggle (1/2)

”I never thought that you would actually be able to escape from the encirclement of the Monkey King of the Blood Spirit and the Blood Spirit Monkey. I truly admire you!”

Luo Yu smiled lightly as he walked out of the dark shrubbery with the crescent blade in his hand.

”Little animal …”

Wang Ling looked at Luo Yu's eyes, who had turned red from anger, and then moved the wound just now. The pain made his mouth twitch slightly …

”I didn't expect you to dare appear in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I'll cut you into a thousand pieces?

”Oh …” ”Really?” Luo Yu smiled slightly upon hearing Wang Ling's threat.

”When you were at your peak, I, Kid, would naturally not dare to face you head on. A tiger without claws and teeth, you're not even comparable to a dog! ”

”You …”

Luo Yu's lips were as sharp as knives. Wang Ling was flustered and exasperated as he explained his current situation.

”Hehe, that's right. I am indeed heavily injured. However, killing you is like stepping on an ant …” Wang Ling paused for a moment, because at this time, Luo Yu suddenly burst forth with his blade and directly slashed at his face.

What Luo Yu said was right, he was currently heavily injured, and his strength was at most at half of his usual level.

”Little animal, I will make you regret not fleeing!”

Wang Ling bellowed, he waved the sword in his hand, which was stained with Blood Spirit Monkey blood, and slashed towards Luo Yu.

Dang Dang Dang …!

After a few clashing sounds, Luo Yu and Wang Ling both retreated two steps. Wang Ling's condition was worse, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his wounds were shaken to the point where blood flowed out once again.

Luo Yu was secretly shocked, this Wang Ling was so heavily injured that he could still fight on par with him, but when he saw Wang Ling being shaken to the point where he vomited blood, he secretly thought that his guess was not wrong.

In fact, Wang Ling's condition was even worse, under such severe injuries, he could still fight Luo Yu to a standstill because his current cultivation level was Houtian eighth stage.

It had been quite some time since he fought with the Monkey King of the Blood Spirit. When the Yang Yuan Dan's effects were completely effective, not only would he lose his current realm, he would also not be able to use the side effects brought by the Yang Yuan Dan.

Wang Ling also knew his current situation, so he could only kill Luo Yu before his body completely wilted.

Thinking about that, Wang Ling roared, and waved his sword to slash at Luo Yu.

”Hmph, struggling before death.”

Luo Yu scoffed, looking disdainful, but he actually did not dare to be careless. Although the current Wang Ling was severely injured, he was the most dangerous of them all, being in a rush to jump into a wall, and when the rabbit was anxious, he would still bite, not to mention a human being. He held onto the crescent knife tightly, and welcomed Wang Ling.

The two of them had exchanged more than a hundred blows, but they couldn't do anything to each other. The surrounding shrubs were hacked into smithereens by swords and sabers.

”Sword Slash Big Dipper!”

Wang Ling shouted loudly, the blood stained Long Sword in his hands was trembling non-stop from the internal strength, his sword aura looked like it was about to slash down onto the stars in the sky.

Luo Yu was shocked, how could this old man burst with such powerful fighting strength even after being heavily injured.

”The power of the Sixteen Splitting Mountain Forms – Splitting Flower Mountain!”

Even more so, Luo Yu did not dare hold back, he raised his blade and used all his strength to parry it, and then slashed down with his blade!

Clank!

The swords clashed once again, the two of them were pushed back a few meters by the shock, Luo Yu became even worse, the crescent knife fell to the ground, while Wang Ling's wounds were trembling so badly that blood gushed out, indicating that he was not in a better state. The Long Sword was cut in half, his Long Sword was only a middle grade common order weapon, and could not be compared to Luo Yu, so after fighting against the Monkey King of the Blood Spirit and Luo Yu for a few rounds, he finally passed away.

”Little animal, prepare to die …”

Wang Ling endured the pain in his heart and slashed at Luo Yu with the broken sword.

”Old man …”