Chapter Ninety-Five: Slashing

"Bang" continued on the other side, after running out for a full number of kilometers, Yan Ling was finally caught up by Nightshade, and then slammed to the ground.

"Phew!" The Yama Spirit Wolf got up from the pit and spat at the Nightfall that had landed after him.

"What are you running, since you said it before that you are so tiger-like, is it really good to hug your head and run away without a few hits?" Night Death looked at Yan Ling with a sneering expression on his shoulder, but although he despised the other party on his lips, the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

[Since this guy is a so-called high-level reincarnation, then...... If he survives, he will definitely find out a lot of trouble for me in the future. Thinking of this, the red light in Nightfall's eyes was victorious, and the Grim Reaper in his hand was once again wrapped with blood-colored murderous aura, and then slashed down with force.

"Damn, forget the price!" Yan Ling seemed to have finally made up his mind, and his eyes suddenly rekindled his fighting intent, and he suddenly raised his hands to aim at Nightfall.

[Fatal pain!] A blow to the night dead, but although the night died a little surprised, he was also prepared, and the death scythe swung like the wind, smashing the tentacles that attacked in front of him.

After Yan Ling released the destroyer, he hurriedly forcibly freed his body from the stun that released the destroyer, although this method is difficult, but as a veteran, it is quite simple to remove the stun of a low-level ability.

Then he decisively bit his finger, and with the golden lightning, the hunter with a height of fifteen meters appeared, and unlike before, its body was also surrounded by a thick black mist.

"Cut, isn't there still a big fight in the end?" Nightshade looked at the huge hunter in front of him and pursed his lips.

"But do you really think that big is necessarily powerful?" Nightshade kicked his feet, and his body rushed towards the hunter quickly, the death scythe in his hand flew rapidly, and two huge wounds appeared on the hunter's ankles in an instant, blood flowed down, and the hunter's huge body was also unstable and a little shaky.

"Damn it!" The black mist around the hunter's body vibrated and made a sound like a ghostly ghost, and a lot of dark red tentacles instantly appeared on his ankles, and then raised his huge claws and grabbed at Nightfall at a speed that was completely out of his size.

Looking at the swinging giant claw, Nightshade's face was unmoved, and his body jumped lightly, landing steadily on the hunter's huge arm. Running towards the hunter's head.

Sensing Nightfall's intentions, the thick black mist on the hunter's body suddenly converged, forming countless black spears that stabbed at Nightfall from all directions.

[Killing Move: Shock!] A huge murderous aura suddenly erupted around the Night Death's body, dispersing the black fog that came from it like a shock wave.

Yan Ling saw that the black mist was shattered, and the spiky arm of his left arm (I don't even know how to describe that ghost arm) instantly swept towards the night death on his right arm.

Looking at the spiked night corpse that quickly swept over in front of him, the red light flashed in his eyes, and the death scythe in his hand was horizontal in front of him, and the vigorous murderous aura was wrapped around his arms, [Killing Technique: Slash!] ］。

The Grim Reaper's scythe slashed forward instantly, only to see the hunter's left arm being cut off cleanly, and the blood fell like rain, and the night corpse continued to advance in the "rain", dragging the Death Scythe backwards, and waved his hand suddenly when he came to the hunter's head, and the scythe cut through a huge trajectory and cut into the hunter's neck.

"Poof...... Laugh at! As blood spurted out, the hunter's head broke away from its huge body and fell, and as the skull broke, the hunter's body began to slowly fall, and a trace of gray mist flew out of the hunter's body, absorbed by the Death Scythe.

"Bang!" The hunter's headless body fell heavily, its body rapidly graying and rising with puffs of steam, and as its body collapsed, the shadow's severed body fell out, and blood stained the grass red.

"Huh~" Looking at the corpse, Ye Di couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although the other party's combat effectiveness was not as good as him for various reasons, but it was undeniable that the other party was difficult enough.

I don't know why, even though he has killed the other party, and the Death Scythe has indeed absorbed a trace of soul power, Nightshade always feels that things are not so simple. [Is it a TV series that I watched too much? ] Why is there always a feeling that the other party will come back from the dead and fight with me again. 】

"Forget it, if I'm not mistaken, there should be a person called 'scholar' on the other side, hurry up and solve the other party." If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, Nightshade decisively diverted her attention, and with her wings behind her back, she quickly flew into the distance.

For a long time, the wind blew through the shadows of the broken corpses on the ground, and it was so quiet.

Nightshade reappeared next to the corpse again, and couldn't help but show a look of chagrin on his face, "Sure enough, I'm too nervous?" ”

After that, he left again, this time literally.

When the night died away, the shadow's corpse was still lying quietly on the ground, and suddenly a trace of black mist emerged from his body, and the mist converged in mid-air into a slightly illusory image of a man in his twenties, the black fog man was all black, wearing a dress similar to a Taoist priest, his face was too illusory to be seen clearly, with a lawn head, he looked at the direction of the night death's departure and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I didn't come out lightly, I didn't expect his combat power to be so high, I wasn't so powerful a month ago......"

As if thinking of the scene where the night corpse completely crushed him, Yan Ling couldn't help but grit his teeth for a while, and the black fog around him shook violently, "If not...... If it weren't for the fact that the strength was weakened this time...... Next time, next time I will definitely make you unforgettable, poor my soul power and ability collected in these two worlds are gone, and that damn scythe has taken away nearly one percent of my soul power! ”

Yan Ling raised his wrist, and the main god watch on his wrist instantly began to glow, "Pay the fine, I want to go back!" Yan Ling paid the fine for the failure of the mission, after all, it was only a first-tier world, and he was not too distressed by the fine, and with the payment of the fine, his body disappeared in an instant.

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Main God Space, Second Ladder......

In a silent and dimly lit secret room, the man in the Taoist robe suddenly opened his eyes, the black mist on his body shook suddenly, and the dust that had accumulated for an unknown period of time was instantly dispersed, "Damn! ”

He is the deity of Yan Ling, and he was originally a low-level copy that was nine out of ten, but he was trapped, and this feeling was like a level fifty trumpet unloading part of his equipment and running a novice village to abuse vegetables, only to be beaten up by a trumpet who was just level ten, not to mention how depressed this feeling was.

"Yo he......" The door of the secret room suddenly opened, and a mature woman dressed in bewitching clothes walked in, looking at the angry Yan Ling covering her mouth and chuckling, "Is our ghost Taoist being trapped?" I didn't expect that there would be characters in the first ladder dungeon that made you fail, are you going back the more you live...... Hehehe! ”

Hearing the bewitching woman's ridicule, Yan Ling became even more angry, "Dead widow, don't be complacent, I failed because I met Shura, even if you estimate it, you can't please it." ”

"Shura?" The bewitching woman didn't care what Yan Ling called her, but she was particularly interested in the Shura in Yan Ling's mouth, "Isn't it said that Shura will only appear in the quest dungeon of the second tier?" The first ladder meets Shura, and you are really weak enough. ”

"Nonsense, how do I know!" As soon as he mentioned the Night Death Yan Ling, he became angry, and the black mist that had just stabilized around his body began to surge again.

"Hahaha......" Looking at Yan Ling's fiery appearance, the bewitching woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "I still won't continue to add fire to you, that Shura will talk about it later, there are more important things now." The boss said, there are not many people in the third tier, there is a team that was wiped out in the team battle with the slaughter gate, and those muscle brothers in the slaughter gate have begun to gather personnel again, and the status of our dawn light has been threatened, so we are going to gather a group of people to help in the third tier, we are both on the list. ”

"Ahh Listening to the bewitching woman's words, Yan Ling covered his face helplessly, and then strode out of the door, "It seems that there is no way to do it in a short time, forget it, I also want to see what the third step looks like." ”