Snow Wolf was stabbed and then kicked away by Ji Lin, landing squarely at Mo Xingjue's feet.

"Hiss! The injury is so severe!" The Nascent Soul stage martial uncle gasped as he looked at the shocking wound.

Mo Xingjue frowned, took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into the snow wolf's mouth, then rubbed its head. "Well done."

Looking at Ji Lin not far away, the Nascent Soul stage master clerk murmured, "Indeed, it did a good job. With that one swipe of its claw, from Ji Lin's shoulder to his back, the skin was torn open and the bones were exposed. In my opinion, Ji Lin is not far from defeat."

Mo Xingjue's eyes deepened; Ji Lin must die.

The snow wolf severely injured Ji Lin, which invigorated Li Ze and the other cultivators. Their eyes lit up, and they charged forward as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Ji Lin groaned, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Ji Lin can't hold on any longer," Ji Chuan said in a deep voice. "Perhaps after today, only two of the three Demon Kings will remain."

Ji Shuo remained expressionless. "He brought it on himself."

Everyone present could see that Ji Lin was already at his limit, especially the cultivators, whose faces showed a hint of ease and comfort.

Just when everyone thought Ji Lin was doomed, Ji Lin grabbed Xue Qingge and shielded her in front of his chest.

For a moment, the cultivators were hesitant to act rashly.

Ji Lin grabbed Xue Qingge by the neck and slowly backed away.

"Never mind me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, kill him!" Xue Qingge shouted.

Ji Lin's hand tightened suddenly, and Xue Qingge's face turned bright red. "Shut up, or I'll snap your neck."

"No need, I can do it myself!" Xue Qingge said with difficulty.

Before Ji Lin could understand what he meant, he saw spiritual energy surging wildly towards Xue Qingge's dantian.

"You're going to expose yourself!" Ji Lin's face darkened instantly. He shoved Xue Qingge out, and at the same time, he slashed with his broadsword, shattering the barrier. He quickly retreated to the other side of the barrier.

Li Ze and the others who caught Xue Qingge were a beat too slow. By the time they tried to catch up, the screen had already risen, and it was too late.

"Star Duel!"

The Nascent Soul stage martial uncle exclaimed in surprise!

Everyone looked sharply in the direction of their Nascent Soul stage senior uncle, only to discover that Mo Xingjue had also run to the other side of the barrier.

Mo Xingjue gave Li Ze a big smile and comforted him, "It's alright."

Li Ze's body stiffened, and his whole body went limp. Even though he was seriously injured, he was no match for Ji Lin at the Nascent Soul stage.

Li Ze opened his mouth, wanting to call Mo Xingjue back, but the screen had already risen, and even if Mo Xingjue wanted to come back, he couldn't.

Li Ze's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears blurred his vision.

"Heh, another one courting death!" Ji Lin sneered. "Good thing you came, my blade is hungry."

"You're the one who's going to die!" Mo Xingjue said coldly. He shouted and charged forward, wielding his two swords.

This was an extremely fierce battle that lasted for a full day and night. Mo Xingjue managed to wear Ji Lin down to death by constantly consuming pills.

Ji Lin's magic power was exhausted, and she had lost all her blood. There wasn't a single piece of intact flesh on her body, and her face was completely disfigured, making her unrecognizable.

Anyone who sees this can't help but shake their head and sigh, "That's too tragic!"

However, the executioner Mo Xingjue was not much better off. Although he survived thanks to high-grade pills, he was still suffering from old injuries and new ones. He had very little blood left, his handsome face was as pale as a dead man, and his clothes were tattered and barely covered his body.

The moment Ji Lin collapsed, Li Ze also collapsed to the ground, limp and exhausted.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Mo Xingjue said in a hoarse voice.

Li Ze's gaze fell on his handsome face. "Why?"

Why the rush?

They could have continued to drag things out and eventually killed Ji Lin, instead of in such a dangerous and tragic way!

Li Ze felt a burning anger in his chest, but Mo Xingjue's next words extinguished it instantly.

Mo Xingjue said seriously, "If Ji Lin doesn't die, your inner knot won't be untied, and I'm afraid you'll develop inner demons."

What he didn't say was that Ji Lin had become your obsession, and I didn't want there to be another man in your heart besides me.

Even if they are enemies.