The grim reaper with a cold expression was casting spells, waving the sickle in his hand, in the middle of heaven and earth, the yin wind roared, and countless souls flew out of the sickle, revealing hideous faces And the Grim Reaper, with his eyes scarlet, and the scythe in his hand trembling, seemed to be unable to resist the harvest On the other side, the hand in Yang Ting's hand has been pinched, Bu Gang has also been arranged, and he has been chanting non-stop, one by one runes are carved in the void, and the golden runes are like golden tadpoles "Do you want to compete with me, and fulfill you," Death's eyes flashed with confidence and madness kill The trembling scythe seemed to have received the last command, and it flew with a buzz With the whistling sound of the wind, he cut towards Yang Ting Death, on the other hand, waved his arms The souls that had come out of the scythe were all attached to the hilt at this moment, and the shouts and curses were endless After the scythe flew out, it sent out a vicious blow, but after this blow, the scythe did not fall to the ground, or even swirl without anyone holding the handle, but kept attacking in the hands of the god of death Moreover, the power of the sickle is more ferocious, the moves are more tricky and insidious, many moves, because of the situation held by people, limited to physical conditions, can not make many killing moves, at this moment, under the casting of the god of death, it is all perfectly deduced, what makes people even more incredible is that the knife is full of tricks, and even endless, but the power and speed are also doubled At this moment, the scythe was more like a magic knife that had been embedded in the consciousness of the god of death After practicing the knife in the East to a certain level, it will be transformed into a knife I didn't expect this Westerner in front of me to achieve it in this way.
Yang Ting understood that the way and means of using the knife of the god of death were no worse than those legendary incarnations of the realm of knives If it was a situation where it was easy just now, now it is completely forced to be in a hurry Cha The scythe slashed horizontally, Yang Ting couldn't dodge, his chest was scratched, and a blood mark appeared Yang Ting's eyes were glazed, and the seal in his hand was not released Bear with it for now "Why don't you want to use your trick again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
The Grim Reaper said with a sneer at Yang Ting.
Then, with another wave of his arm, the scythe that had been avoided by Yang Ting once again turned back in place in a strange arc, and came to a roundabout kill Brush brush brush The sharp sound of the scythe, cutting through the air, made an unusual noise.
Cha Yang Ting's body jumped, avoiding the killing move Then, however, the long blade flew again This time it was Yang Ting's face Due to the jump in his body, he had been forced to a Jedi, and his body could not borrow his strength at all, and Yang Ting, who was in the air, was like a civet cat, and he flipped 180 degrees and changed the angle Cha Yang Ting's back, almost along the spine, was slashed heavily Fortunately, the skull has been avoided, otherwise it would have been split in half "Aren't you dead yet, then I'll see, how long can you hold on" Death's eyes were cold, although he was smiling, but the coldness in his expression could be seen by anyone He had been attacking for so long, and he hadn't taken Yang Ting down yet, which made him feel like he had lost face "Kill them" Xiang Yu and the others saw that Yang Ting was only beaten and had no chance of fighting back, and they were all angry and sad in their hearts "Even if you kill, you have to pull a cushion," Gao Jun also shouted "Kill" "Kill" Seeing that Yang Ting's defeat was decided, the brothers of the dragon group changed their mentality, no longer kept it, and began to work hard Even if it is death, it must die vigorously And the mentality of the people of the dragon group is just the opposite Those exorcists saw that the god of death had an advantage, and they were all determined, looking at these dragon group members who began to fight desperately, they chose to avoid it, anyway, these people can't run away, these people are going to die anyway, but they are different, they can be very calm, no one wants to, when they are about to win, they are unlucky, and they are pulled into a cushion.
The people of the "kill" dragon group shouted, and for a while, there was a faint tendency to regain the disadvantage just now and regain the upper hand, but they knew that it was almost impossible The reason why those exorcists let them do this is probably because they want to consume them completely And the most critical battle between Yang Ting and the guy dragging the sickle, once the winner is decided, it means that the overall situation has been decided "The trapped beast is still fighting, if you want to make the last struggle, then it's okay to struggle, it's useless and futile anyway," Death said lightly.
At the same time, the sickle kept flying, and Yang Ting's clothes had been cut into shape Looking at the situation, it was as if he could die at any moment, and he would be cut in half at any time.
"Do you still want to insist, pointless insistence will only prove your stupidity," Death said with a sneer again.
Then, the hand changed again, and the sickle became more bloodthirsty, more crazy, and more constantly appeared by Yang Ting's side in various tricky postures.
Cha Click Blood marks appeared It already felt like the end of the rope just now, but five minutes later, it was still the same There are no signs of falling yet And when everyone didn't notice it, the clouds in the sky became thicker and lower Thundered The faint sound of wind and thunder came from above.
At this moment, only then did someone look up and watch after the battle At first glance, I almost fell to the ground cloud It's thunderclouds Moreover, the distance is so close that it has even pressed on the heads of everyone And in the thick clouds, the slightest lightning was jumping, as if silver dragons were swimming in it Thundered It was a low thunderclap again At the moment, it was like a huge barrel of explosives It can be detonated at any time, and the controller of this explosive is actually in the hands of the Eastern devil Others have seen it, and the Grim Reaper has also perceived it.
The thick clouds gave him a great sense of threat "Is this your trick" The Grim Reaper stared at Yang Ting, finally knowing why he hadn't cast a spell until now He's waiting, he's waiting for the clouds to fall, waiting for the thunder and lightning to continue "It won't save you either," Death roared "Is it" Yang Ting's expression, which had been solemn, finally regained his ease again Then, however, it became solemn and heavy The mudra changes, and the finger is like a sword, pointing straight to the heavens Click The thick clouds were as if they had been split by a sword "Nine Heavens God Thunder, Demon Slaughter" Yang Ting shouted angrily And with a wave of his sword, he pointed at the Grim Reaper, who had been controlling the scythe from afar Click A dull thunderclap rang out, like a cry from the sky Then a silver dragon tore through the clouds and descended from the sky, heading straight for death t1706231537: