"Sunrise...... You say you're Sunday?!"

That Jianhao was obviously taken aback, looked Jiang Hao up and down, and his face began to turn pale.

The rumor of the Grim Reaper is obviously not only a legend in the West, but now that science and technology are developed, reports about the Grim Reaper have obviously spread all over the world.

Even the Far East is no exception!

Although in line with the principle of seeing is believing, they who have not really seen the sun think that this is very likely to be a gimmick released by the West.

After all, in this age, how can there be a divine presence? even if you accidentally fall from the divine realm!

The god generation has already ended thousands of years ago!

However, in today's battle, this swordsman obviously had doubts about the Far East's evaluation of Jiang Hao, and in his eyes, with Jiang Hao's strength, it was impossible for him to be just a gimmick.

Even if he can't be a god, he is a king, and judging from his deeds of killing a Blood King in the Blood Castle and confronting the Blood Queen, it is highly likely that this person will ...... For the top king!

A drop of cold sweat slipped down the swordsman's forehead, and at this time, he had already swept away the decline, like a tiger awakened, and his whole body was arched, but his hand still did not put on the hilt of his sword.

He wasn't afraid of Jiang Hao, on the contrary, he was extremely excited. He was a warrior in the Far East, and he was known as a swordsman, and in normal times, he would never have the opportunity to face off with a king-level creature head-on.

So, he's waiting for an opportunity......

A strength that can raise your odds to the maximum!

It's not that he's conceited, it's that he has that capital!

His sword path, coupled with the artifact given by the great sword master in his hand, just waiting for an opportunity was enough for him to ......

Defeat, and even slay the rumored Grim Reaper!

"What's the matter, recognize me?"

Jiang Hao tilted his head and looked at the sword master with a somewhat playful smile.

"Yes, the rumored Grim Reaper. Jian Hao sneered, and suddenly let out a loud roar:

"Do it!"

"Slash!"

As soon as Jian Hao's words fell, many warriors standing behind him roared in unison, as if they had been rehearsed before, and like robots, waving the steel knives with cold light in their hands, and rushed towards Jiang Hao in unison.

"Huh?"

Jiang Hao was a little surprised, he had almost never seen such a uniform soldier, there were only a dozen feet between him and those Far Easterners, and in such a short distance, he actually formed a formation in an instant, wanting to surround Jiang Hao in it.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree. ”

However, Jiang Hao shook his head with some disdain, maybe before he entered the Ice Saint Sect and cultivated the Vientiane Method, he would also fall into a bitter battle when he encountered this sword formation.

But now, not only does he have a deep knowledge of runes, but he also has a little knowledge of various military formations in the Vientiane Method.

Therefore, this not very mysterious sword array was in his eyes...... It's just a child's play.

"It's strange if I say that a bit like a villain. ”

At the moment when dozens of long knives fell, Jiang Hao, who had always had a cold face, smiled a little embarrassedly and said with some self-deprecation.

"Boom!"

However, before the long knife touched Jiang Hao's clothes, there was a loud noise on the ground, and with this loud noise, the ground began to crack, and golden pillars of light burst out from it, just like the forest in the early morning, the sunlight fell through the gaps in the leaves, but now the up and down have been reversed.

"Ahh

A samurai couldn't dodge, was pierced by a golden light, and immediately let out a painful roar, but without a few breaths, this painful roar came to an abrupt end, he was directly burned into ashes by the golden light, and even the iron armor he was wearing turned into boiling molten iron!

Everyone's face changed, and the formation was immediately disrupted, and every samurai was in the first place to carry out orders, but no one wanted to give up their lives needlessly.

"Ah......h

Finally, someone desperately escaped from the formation surrounding Jiang Hao, because these golden lights were really terrifying, rushing out of the ground and scattered within ten zhang of Jiang Hao's body, the temperature was extremely high, just passing by was enough to melt half of their bodies!

"Interesting? Knowing it's a death-"

Jiang Hao casually glanced at the samurai group that had collapsed a few times, looked at the sword hero who gave the order, and said coldly, but only halfway through it, he just kept silent and his eyes widened.

I don't know when, the onmyoji who were clustered around that sword hero were all seated on the ground, obscure spells poured out of their mouths, and a little bit of blood light seeped out from the formation patterns under them, condensed in the air, forming a distorted blood word, with a light click from their mouths, the blood word rushed towards Jiang Hao!

"Not good!"

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, the strength of these onmyoji was very low, but this blood word gave him a lot of pressure - on it, there was a mysterious power that even he couldn't see through, which seemed to be implicated in cause and effect, beyond the most essential energy level.

"Locked me......"

But he still stood still, and he could feel that he seemed to have established a strange connection with this blood word, and even if he could go to heaven and earth, this blood word would still follow him until it landed on him.

And because this blood word transcended the essence of energy, all his defensive means, to be honest, no longer worked, and now, he could only put his hope on the destructive qi in his body.

"Buzz!"

The blood word fell on him, ignoring the robe on his body that was comparable to a heavenly treasure, and directly penetrated into his lungs, like maggots on tarsal bones, clinging to his internal organs.

At this moment, Jiang Hao really felt the threat from death, and when he was in Death Valley, he also had such feelings, but this was different from that, it was just like grinding his body.

"Huh?"

But after a few breaths, Jiang Hao's face became a little strange, if his inner vision was not hallucinating, just now, a strange thing happened in his body......

When the blood word rushed into his aura, the demon pupil that had been quiet suddenly opened, and then the blood word disappeared inexplicably like a stone sinking into the sea.

"It's ......"

Jiang Hao blinked, moved his limbs, and after being sure that he had nothing to do, he scratched his head and decided to leave it alone, so he raised his head and smiled at those strong people in the Far East.

Including the sword hero, all the Far Easterners who were holding their breath and waiting to see Jiang Hao's end gasped and took a few steps back.

"My lord, he is a real god of death, and our yin-yang spell is useless to him!"

On the side, an onmyoji was close to Jian Hao's ear, and said with a somewhat gloomy expression.

The swordsman nodded, his expression gradually became solemn, as a swordsman in the Far East, he knew the horror of the Yin and Yang spell, that is, a king-level creature, after being hit by such a large-scale Yin Yang spell, he also had to have some reaction, but this Jiang Hao was like no one.

"Are you immune to death? It's kind of interesting, it's worth my sword!"

Jian Hao licked his lips, slowly bowed his waist, and placed his right hand on the hilt.

This is his pride move - a sword-drawn starting move, extremely fast and powerful, and can even cancel out the opponent's moves.

But......

He lowered his head in surprise, only to find a powerful palm pressed against his arm, suppressing himself to death.

"You ......"

Immediately after, he realized something, and raised his head suddenly, as he expected, the shadow that shrouded him was from Jiang Hao, who appeared in front of him at some point.

"Do you think your shot is fast? It is indeed very fast, the knife is out, the knife is closed, and Li Changde is injured, only in a breath, in the eyes of the layman, it is indeed too fast, as if you have never made a knife, and you have knocked him down with your own murderous aura alone. ”

"But in my opinion, it's just a lame trick. Jiang Hao shook his head with a smile, and said with some regret: "It's too slow." ”

"What-"

Jian Hao's eyes were about to split, and his whole body began to tremble, and he let out an unwilling roar.

When exactly did it happen......

He didn't even realize it!

From the moment the man in front of him was hit, not even a minute had passed, and this man had already ...... within a few breaths before he came to him

Kill all the surviving samurai!

Before he noticed, all the samurai were standing in their original positions, but when he did, the samurai fell one by one in front of his eyes.

Blood stained the earth red, almost turning into a river.

"You...... As a god of death, can you kill innocents indiscriminately?"

Jian Hao said angrily, the power that came from nowhere made him break free from Jiang Hao's shackles, jumped backwards, and then pulled out his knife violently, slashing at Jiang Hao like lightning.

"Dang!"

However, Jiang Hao just stretched out a finger and blocked the long knife. The blade trembled on Jiang Hao's fingers, grinding out sparks, but it just couldn't move forward a single bit.

“…… With your fingers as a sword, are you the sword immortal of the East?"

Jian Hao's eyes widened, he finally knew why the Western Grim Reaper appeared here, it turned out that it had a lot of connections with the Three Swords Mountain!

At the same time, he also felt inexplicably ashamed, he was in the Far East, but he was the number one swordsman, even Li Changde's sword cultivation could not withstand his sword, but ...... Riyao didn't even have a sword!

Did he think he could block his own sword path with just his finger sword?

Or is it ......

Jian Hao trembled, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and roared: "You out of the sword, you out of the sword!"

As if he was crazy, he waved the long knife in his hand like a thunderstorm, and the sword light visible to the naked eye, as if it had condensed into substance, fell on Jiang Hao's ...... Finger on.

No matter how fast he attacked, he couldn't break through Jiang Hao's defenses...... Can't even leave a bloody mark on Jiang Hao's finger!

"How is that possible, this is...... This is an artifact!"

He felt more and more ashamed, he no longer had a careless demeanor, and his swordsmanship was also messed up, messing up the rules.

"Artifact ......"

Jiang Hao frowned, this so-called artifact is actually similar to a heavenly treasure weapon, and now that he has a dragon and phoenix divine body, even if he loses his divinity, he will not be injured by a person with a realm strength holding a pseudo-heavenly treasure weapon. And he originally wanted to see how the kendo of the Far East was, because the sword drawing style at the beginning was indeed amazing.

But in the current situation, it is clear that there is no reference value......

I'm a little irritable......

Jiang Hao felt some redness in front of his eyes and felt a little dry mouth.

Gently pushing the long knife aside, Jiang Hao's gaze crossed the annoyed and angry Jian Hao, and saw that the Jian Hao was a little busy behind him, but there was no doubt that they were all setting up spells to prepare to deal with Jiang Hao's Yin Yang Warlocks.

"No...... You have to get rid of them first. ”

Jiang Hao subconsciously thought, grabbed the long knife wielded by Jian Hao with one hand, and gently exerted force in his hand, and the destructive qi came with it, only to hear a crisp "click" sound, and the long knife of extraordinary material was broken in half by it.

"You ......"

That sword man's face was full of shock, he had never thought that Jiang Hao's physical strength was so terrifying, he could actually shake the artifact with his bare hands!

"I'll fight ...... you"

But that Jianhao was ruthless, even if the weapon was broken, he didn't run away immediately, but wanted to hold Jiang Hao and fight to the death.

"Get out of here!"

However, his face felt a huge force, making him feel great pain in an instant, as if his skull had been pried open, but in the next moment he didn't feel any pain, not because his defense was high enough, but because this blow seemed to directly scatter his soul, and the perception of his whole body seemed to be deprived.

Then, he flew upside down in the direction of Jiang Hao's punch, like a cannonball, and slammed into the surrounding buildings until he smashed the third house.

At the same time, Jiang Hao didn't care about the sword hero, but he flashed in front of the onmyoji.

The Yin-Yang Warlocks who had not yet prepared the spell were all counting down their hairs, staring at Jiang Hao as if they had seen a ghost, and there was great fear in their dull eyes.

In fact, Jiang Hao can't see his own expression now, if he sees it, he may be startled by himself.

Although he used to have a cold face when he faced the enemy, but now he has a blood-red eyes full of murderous intent, and between his shots, there is blood all over the sky.

"Just a palm...... Just force them back. ”

Now, that's what he thinks about it.

But......

After a loud bang, Jiang Hao looked at the mess in front of him, a little dazed, gasping for breath, and slowly retreating back.

"What's going on...... I obviously wanted to spare their lives. ”

His heart was still very irritable, and his hands trembled and pressed against his forehead.

It was as if the screams of the Yin Yang Warlocks who had not had time to explode in his mind, making him feel deafening and distracted, and making him feel a burst of headaches.

"It shouldn't be...... How could I ......"

Jiang Hao felt that the world was spinning, and he couldn't hear the shouts and scolding of Jian Hao, who was struggling to run from a distance, but his heart was still irritable, and he didn't even think about it......

Wait a minute......

I can't......

Jiang Hao suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, his eyes widened, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

I don't know when, his hand has fallen on Jian Hao's neck, and Jian Hao's eyes are also about to split, as if he exerts himself for another second, this Far Eastern Jian Hao will be directly strangled to death by himself.

"I ...... Leave you ...... spared."

As if squeezed out of his heart, Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and said, the green tendons on his forehead bulged.

"Go back and tell you about the kings of the Far East...... If you dare to invade this eastern land, I will receive them well. ”

"Get out!"

After that, Jiang Hao directly threw Jian Hao out, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, turned his back, and silently watched the mess he had caused.

Li Changde didn't know when he woke up, looking at Jiang Hao helplessly, when he noticed Jiang Hao looking at him, he smiled bitterly, glanced at the corpses and bones all over the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, you...... It's really a god of death. ”

(End of chapter)