Ancient Ancestral Emperor

Every time a fist landed on a person's flesh, the person would not show the slightest bit of strength and would not use any mystical Qi. This caused a great amount of damage to both of their bodies!    

But even so, Wu Mei and Qin Shaojie seemed to not care about the injuries on their body, their eyes did not seem to have any pain, only thinking that no matter what price they had to pay, they must completely wipe out their opponent!    

Qin Shaojie's body was ultimately strengthened by the dragon's blood essence, and the dragon scale armor gradually covered his entire body. Even if the opponent directly punched his body, Qin Shaojie did not care about all of this, because he had chosen to use injury to exchange for injury. He ignored his injuries, regardless of the blood that flowed from his wounds or the fact that he had become crazy because of the smell of blood. He only knew that he had used all of his strength and energy just to fight.    

At this moment, Wu Mei's indifference and dissipation had also disappeared. His expression was grave, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He knew better than anyone else that he would not easily lose at such a crucial moment.    

Even if his physique was weaker than Qin Shaojie's, his strength was not as strong as Qin Shaojie's at the moment, but he did not care at all. He knew that under the current state, Qin Shaojie would definitely be constantly consuming his energy, and every time he attacked, he would use the energy he stored up as the price.    

The injuries on Wu Mei's body were already considerable, and blood flowed all over until his bones were visible, but even so, he did not care at all, because he knew better than anyone else that these injuries were not fatal. Furthermore, he was only using 50% of his strength in battle, if possible, he would be able to shoot out all of his fighting strength to kill Qin Shaojie, but he was unwilling!    

He was unwilling to part with Qin Shaojie's body, and even more so, could not easily give up the bloodline power within Qin Shaojie's body.    

Thus, at this moment, he would rather use the most primitive and simple method to exhaust himself. In this kind of situation, it was true that there would be some injuries or even some sort of effect on himself, but in his heart he knew better than anyone else that as long as he could hold on, the one who would fall would definitely be Qin Shaojie.    

Regardless of how powerful the other party's bloodline was, or how powerful his fleshly body was. In the end, he would fall due to the exhaustion of this empty space. After all, there was no chance for him to replenish the Xuan Qi here, and there was also no chance for him to consume pellets.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

After another ruthless collision, the two scarred bodies staggered backwards. At this moment, the air was already filled with the smell of blood. This was clearly the result of the blood flowing out from the wounds on their bodies.    

Hahaha, interesting. To be able to gain the upper hand in a war like this, you are truly worthy of praise!    

At this moment, the pain from the wound on his body caused him to be unable to restrain his brows from frowning slightly. He knew that he had only brought out the fifth layer of his strength, but he knew better than anyone else that even if it was so, it would still be sufficient to kill the three sect masters. Even if Chu Feng and Quan Yang joined hands, they were unable to compare to his own strength of fifty percent.    

However, the Qin Shaojie at this time was not only at a stalemate with him, he was also faintly gaining the upper hand. He originally thought that he wouldn't be able to hold on for too long, but two hours had passed. Even though he was also heavily injured, the strong battle intent in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest. It was obvious that he did not care about the injuries on his body in this battle. He was trying to fight with his life on the line, trying to inflict the greatest amount of damage to himself.    

He originally wanted to directly take care of the other party, but when he thought of the value of a physical body, he had no choice but to consider it.    

But even so, Qin Shaojie's fighting strength made Wu Mei feel a sense of fear from the depths of his heart, it was fortunate that this fellow had not fully grown at the moment, if not he would not have been of much use in the future.    

You are much more powerful than I had imagined. However, you still have to pay a price if you want me to surrender or even kill me.    

The pain from the wound caused Qin Shaojie's face to become pale. As he spoke, it seemed as if every word he spoke would affect his wounds. It had to be known that Qin Shaojie could use the Dragon Scale Armor, and the defensive power of his body would increase by more than a fold. But even so, he was still under a serious threat right now.    

He did not use any gaudy profound energy collision, nor did he use any mediocre energy flame or dazzling light. He chose the simplest and most crude method, just like two raging bulls that were not afraid of death and would not rest until they had an end.    

However, he had still underestimated the power of Eyebrows.    

It was true that he could suppress Wu Mei with his strength and physical strength, but who would have thought that Wu Mei's fighting skills were beyond their imagination? Wu Mei seemed to be able to see through their every attack, and was able to predict all of their methods in advance. Even in a situation where he had no way to retreat, he still chose to use the smallest injuries and price to resolve this kind of crisis.    

He was truly worthy of being the former leader of the sect. He thought that his battle experience was beyond his imagination, perhaps even beyond that of an ordinary person. However, he had to admit that he was still somewhat surprised in this regard compared to Wu Mei. It was rumored that the three major nine deficiency disciples back then had experienced countless battles. When they fought with countless experts and fought with different races, the number of Saints who died at their hands was far more than just a few hundred. Their experiences were filled with fresh blood, and their success was built on countless corpses.    

It was true that Qin Shaojie had grown up after countless life and death experiences, but unfortunately, after entering the realm of saints, the carefree and reckless battles could be counted on one hand.    

The current world was no longer the same as before, and the quality of his battles could not be compared to Wu Mei's.    

The growth of any outstanding top martial artist would require the help of their opponent, who could constantly feel the threat of death. Only by doing this could one have a better growth.    

Only now did he understand why it had been so difficult for Patriarch Subhuti to say that he was growing up. It wasn't just because he was at the peak of Third-rank Saints, but because he lacked the experience of stronger opponents. But how many people could there be in the Between the Heavens and the Earth that could make Qin Shaojie go easy on them?    

Although he had an unimaginable amount of resources and opportunities, he did not have the background that he had back then in this chaotic world. He could not do what he once did without caring about his own safety. This was probably the biggest limitation.    

If we are not enemies, perhaps I would like to see you grow. It's a pity that you chose to stand against me.    

He took a deep breath to ease his injuries. If it were anyone else, they would have been in a worse state and they would have started to worry about him by now. However, Wu Mei was not anxious, because he knew better than anyone that Qin Shaojie had already gone all out. However, he himself only had half of his strength left, so it was impossible for the opponent to kill him.    

But even so, it was difficult for him to suppress his appreciation of Qin Shaojie!    

For such a person, a promise to fight for the sake of his opponent might be the will of heaven. If he were to have a child of his own, then he might be even more fortunate in this lifetime. Unfortunately, there weren't that many ifs in this world. He was very clear that the existence of these two people was destined to be a life and death situation.    

I still want to give you a chance. Hand over your bloodline power and I can let you leave this place alive.    

As he stretched his wrist, a hint of seriousness appeared on his face. In the exchange earlier, every attack contained destructive power that would frighten a Saint realm expert. Every attack would cause heaven to collapse and earth to shatter. If this was in the outside world, then everything within thousands of kilometers would have been completely destroyed. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that no grass would grow on it. Unfortunately, no one else could see such an amazing fight.    

Otherwise, if he watched the battle from the sidelines, he might be able to acquire some secrets from it. After all, breaking through to the Saint level required an opportunity.    

Both of his eyes congealed as he looked at Qin Shaojie. There was no sense of humor in his words, but rather seriousness.    

Although I don't know why you're being so merciful, do you think it's possible?    

With a sneer, if he were to surrender, he would have already surrendered. Moreover, he would not believe Wu Mei's words. Since this kind of person was able to attack nine deficiency Elder back then, it meant that he was able to attack Su Yun when Su Yun had handed over the bloodline.    

In Qin Shaojie's opinion, there were only absolute benefits in being able to affect Wu Mei. Moreover, this kind of benefit would help him unify the world, conquer the world and raise his strength.    

Otherwise nothing else would have affected him.    

His appearance and actions from before had already made Wu Mei want to kill him. He didn't think that Wu Mei would truly let go of everything and forget about what he had done to him and Bai Mei.    

I knew it wasn't likely, but there were some procedures that needed to be followed. After all, I had gotten used to it.    

Wu Mei was not surprised at all by Qin Shaojie's reply, and even spoke with a smile on his face. As an absolute powerhouse, everything in the world was but an ant in his eyes. Since he was an ant, then as a god, he had to show some mercy.    

In his eyes, those words had long become a standard that showed his status and status.    

He knew that Qin Shaojie would not agree, otherwise things would not have ended up like this. Moreover, he knew that Qin Shaojie's ambition and thoughts were something even he himself could not compare to.    

For such people, they could only use absolute strength. Only then would he be able to suppress it!    

Of course, when Qin Shaojie had treated him as a slave back then, he had sent him to kill him.    

So it was simply impossible to let Qin Shaojie live.    

I admit that your power is beyond our imagination. I am no match for you under 50% of my strength.    

However, what I want to know is, how many times can I, who have 70% of the strength, withstand an attack?    

All of a sudden, Wu Mei's lips curled up into a charming smile. As he said those words, an even more violent energy surged out from his body like a tide!    

His strength had increased once again!