The blood bat ancestor and the gorgeous woman were incredibly fast. If the God of Death were to pursue them at this time, they might not be able to escape with their lives!
But obviously, his main target of attack was Han Shangyan. I wonder if it was a trace of Xi Lao's will that had an influence.
When the crisis of death approached, Han Shangyan shook his hands and threw a small bronze cauldron. After being filled with vitality, it suddenly expanded and hit the blood sickle. However, it only resisted for a moment before it fell apart. You know, this is a high-grade defensive treasure on the earth level. I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable before the Blood Scythe!
Immediately afterwards, he took out a black and gold umbrella again, and after suddenly opening it, the attack came.
Bang!
Han Shangyan's figure was violently smashed away like a cannonball, landing in the city and collapsing a large number of buildings. Fortunately, the black gold umbrella was not destroyed by the blood sickle this time, saving Han Shangyan's life!
In fact, without this defensive "Tian Luo Bao Umbrella" that has reached the quasi-heaven level and blocked most of the attacks, Han Shangyan's end would not be much better than that of the previous middle-aged swordsman and King Kong. This old man sacrificed his life The things summoned by the soul are really too terrifying!
A cold and terrifying aura enveloped the entire field. Not to mention the warriors fighting in the field, even the people and forces watching from a distance could not help but feel chills all over their bodies. They couldn't help but retreat quickly. There were warning signs in their hearts, and they instinctively reminded themselves crazily to do something. Get away from here!
The power emanating from the incomplete God of Death in front of him has greatly exceeded the level that ordinary warriors can achieve. It seems to be a jump in life levels, making it difficult for people to have the idea of competing, and they can only wait and die!
The God of Death seems a little surprised that Han Shangyan is still alive. Of course, this may just be Han Shangyan's illusion. After all, he does not have too many emotions, but only indifference, a kind of indifference to life!
The blood sickle swung down again, as if it had crossed the space, and slashed towards Han Shangyan's neck. The latter had no time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he could only hold up his body and hold the "Tian Luo Half Umbrella" to meet him. After all, this At this time, you can only fight hard, taking a step back means death!
Even though the "Tian Luo Bao Umbrella" has a high level, the opponent's Blood Scythe is even weirder. In the previous hit, the umbrella surface has already been torn a lot, and even the ribs are about to break. If there is another attack, If you hit hard, this umbrella may disintegrate directly, and you can imagine what will happen to Han Shangyan next!
At this critical moment, a figure in black appeared in front of Han Shangyan, and then struck out with a sword. The sword light across the sky and earth was like a sudden shining star, lighting up the dark night sky.
"Open the sky!"
The blood sickle's attack was blocked, so it was naturally difficult to exert its original power. Han Shangyan's crisis was temporarily resolved.
Lin Yan did not look back, but looked calmly at the God of Death in front of him and said, "Let me do it!"
At this time, he was covering his face with a black scarf. Naturally, he didn't want to reveal his identity. This way he could avoid attracting the attention of Xuantian Sect and hide his relationship with Wanbao Tower.
Therefore, he will also control himself and try not to use too iconic moves, but in this way, the difficulty of the battle will increase a lot.
In Lin Yan's perception, the death-like thing in front of him was not a real living being in the strict sense, but was just part of the death power forcibly summoned by Mr. Xi.
However, compared to others, Xi Lao's own tyrannical strength makes the power of death he can borrow extremely terrifying. At this time, I am afraid that it is not much better than the masters of the Celestial Realm!
"This is a bit tricky!" Lin Yan thought to himself.
Originally, he only existed as an insurance policy. After all, it was just to eliminate a branch of the Death Song Cult, and it was not the final battle. With many preparations made in advance, it should not reach this point.
But now that the matter has come to this, Lin Yan will not hesitate. When the enemy appears, he will take action to kill it, that's all!
"Ghost marks" appeared on his body. Fortunately, he was tightly wrapped in black clothes and a face scarf, and it was still in the dark night, so he didn't have to worry about others discovering anything.
As Lin Yan's aura increased, he quickly moved towards the direction of death. The black broken knife in his hand was covered with a pure white film. If you look carefully, you can find flames rising inside.
This is naturally Li Huo, but in full view of the public, Lin Yan cannot use it with great fanfare. He can only condense it and compress it and cover it on the surface of the black knife, just like the use of "Gengjin Qi".
After the instant contact, Lin Yan slashed at the surface of the Death God's solid body at an extremely fast speed. Although it did not cause much damage, it proved that Li Huo was useful!
This kind of spiritual flame generated by heaven and earth has a natural restraint effect on sinister ghosts. I don't know what kind of existence the god of death in front of me belongs to, but at least the one summoned by Xi Lao alone is not immune to Lihuo.
Lin Yan engaged in a confrontation with the God of Death. He kept shuttling around the latter at extremely fast speeds, with swords like rain pouring down on the opponent's body.
He didn't know whether the thing in front of him had any so-called vital points, so he would carry out a large-scale attack and then wait for an opportunity to find it.
As the blood sickle and the black knife collided one after another, space cracks appeared one after another, and then disappeared, repeating the process.
Since it was night at this time, except for powerful warriors with extremely keen senses, it would be difficult for others to detect this.
However, this does not affect their attention to the battlefield here. The man in black and the god of death are fighting. The result of their battle will undoubtedly determine the outcome of tonight's battle!
"Minggui!"
Lin Yan shouted softly in his heart, and then swung his sword to hit the God of Death even more fiercely. Under the double restraint of this move and Li Huo, the attack finally had an effect. Many places in the originally solid body of the God of Death began to become... Void.
Of course, this is not because Lin Yan's own power has reached the level of the Heavenly Realm, but that the Death God in front of him is not a real Heavenly Realm powerhouse at all. In essence, it is forcibly stacked up by some means.
When he was in Chang'an, Lin Yan used Qiu Lao's power to confront Wang Xuanli. The power on him was more solid than the death in front of him. Even now that his strength has greatly increased, Lin Yan is not sure that he can fight. And win!
Although the aura of the God of Death in front of him is equally powerful, his power is essentially empty. More importantly, it is restrained by Li Huo and "Ming Gui", so Lin Yan's attack can exert a more targeted and tyrannical power!
As Lin Yan continued to strike, the figure of the God of Death became even weaker. However, facing the provocation of a weak human being, he obviously could not tolerate it, and his originally indifferent expression showed a slight fluctuation.
The bloody sickle instantly stretched out and then spun around. The target was not Lin Yan who was attacking him, but the people on both sides who were fighting.
More than a hundred heads flew up, and then columns of blood spurted out at the same time. The scene looked extremely bloody and shocking!
The God of Death condensed the blood column into a blood ball, then opened his mouth and swallowed it directly. His originally weak figure became much more solid again.
But this was obviously not enough. He set his sights on the distance, where there seemed to be more prey!
For a moment, no matter whether it was the people of Wanbao Tower and the Death Song Cult who were fighting at close range, or other forces on the periphery, everyone was so frightened that they lost their souls. If this thing targeted them, how many people could escape?
But the thing in this world is that whatever you are afraid of will come. Death's blood sickle slashed through the void, and in an instant it came to the periphery. Suddenly, gorgeous blood flowers bloomed, and a large number of warriors died, including many. Many powerful people in the acquired realm.
The Xiantian realm masters pulled away the moment they sensed the crisis and escaped disaster. After all, the Blood Scythe was a large-scale attack, rather than targeting a specific warrior. If it were like killing King Kong and others before, these people would have no luck!
In just a few breaths, hundreds of warriors died in the periphery alone. A large amount of blood essence was absorbed by the God of Death, and his body became more solid and stronger than before!
"We can't go on like this!" Lin Yan's heart sank. If he allowed this guy to continue to absorb it, even if he had some means of restraint, it would be difficult to make up for the gap in strength, and he would eventually be defeated!
At this time, the field had fallen into chaos, the warriors were all running away, and no one cared to pay attention to his side.
Lin Yan moved and appeared in front of the blood sickle in an instant, then slashed out with a sharp knife and collided with it.
"Collapse!"
When Lin Yan's voice fell, the blood sickle began to break apart inch by inch, disintegrating rapidly in an extremely strange way, as if it had experienced the erosion of millions of years and dissipated like weathering.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan shot towards the God of Death like a cannonball, holding the black knife horizontally in his hand and looking sharply.
Just when Lin Yan rushed in front of the God of Death, suddenly, a bloody sickle condensed in his hand again and slashed Lin Yan in the middle.
According to common sense, Lin Yan could only give up the attack and turn around to defend. However, he had no intention of stopping and instead increased his speed by a few points.
"immortal!"
The blood sickle struck Lin Yan and made a loud "clang" sound, as if it had struck something extremely hard metal. This attack was blocked!
At this time, Lin Yan was already close to the God of Death. He suddenly slashed forward with his sword. That seemingly ordinary sword cut off the opponent's head!
"Kill the God!"
With a mortal body, surpassing all hypocritical gods, this is the true meaning of this move!
The body of the God of Death became faint again, and Lin Yan gradually saw clearly the figure of Xi Lao wrapped in the huge body of the God of Death. At this time, he no longer had his own consciousness, and acted more as a core and center. To maintain the coming of death.
"Since he's dead, just go in peace!" Lin Yan said.
Then, he raised the knife again and slowly slashed it down. A complex and obscure rhyme flowed out of his mouth, and finally condensed into two clear words: "Happy Burial!"
