When the ghosts returned to the wooden house, Lei Yan's left arm had recovered as before, since the upgrade, the regeneration ability of the Qilin arm has become more and more powerful, and the speed is more than twice as fast as before, Lei Yan even thought that if it reaches level 100, its regeneration ability may be able to reach the level of instant repair, and at that time, his body may not be defined by flesh and blood.

None of the Grim Reaper's men returned, only five men followed them, and each of them was bloodied, and their clothes were torn, and it looked like the battle was quite fierce, and the others must have died in the battle since they didn't show up.

The Grim Reaper still looked expressionless, and the death of his comrades didn't seem to have touched him much, maybe he was used to seeing life and death, death was just a routine for him, and he was used to grief, so he didn't feel pain.

Back in the wooden house, the Grim Reaper and the ghost glanced at Lei Yan at the same time, and then their eyes fell on the white fox, but they only paused, didn't say anything, and walked to the side to rest.

Both of them noticed that Lei Yan's rope was untied, there were only the two of them in this room, obviously the rope was untied by the white fox, but since Lei Yan did not escape, there was no need to pursue anything, and there was no need to tie him up again, if he wanted to escape, he was already two kilometers away at the moment.

"It's all settled?" The white fox asked softly, not knowing who he was talking to.

"There were no living mouths, a total of twenty-eight killers." Seeing that the Grim Reaper did not react, the ghost said lightly.

"That's good, I don't think anyone will come tonight." The white fox gently wiped the soiled clothes and said to himself.

"That's their luck, otherwise they will die as many as they come." Another master stood at the door and suddenly said, this guy spoke for the first time, his voice was calm and powerful, but with a smell of blood and arrogance that was difficult to hide.

The few people did not speak again, and the room fell silent, and after a long time, perhaps feeling too depressed, the master suddenly got up and walked up to the god of death, looking at him with burning eyes.

"I'm going to challenge you, right here."

The Grim Reaper raised his eyelids, only glanced at him faintly, and then began to close his eyes again, as if he hadn't heard, ignoring his challenge.

"Are you scared?" The guy stepped forward, seemingly expecting death.

"Go and rest, there's still a long way to go tomorrow." The Grim Reaper didn't open his eyes, just said a faint word.

"Don't put on an unfathomable look in front of me, losing to you last time doesn't mean that I will lose to you forever, stand up, the number one on the killer list, I'm going to decide." The man raised his hand and pointed at death, his tone defiant.

"Take it if you want, from today onwards, you will be the first." The Grim Reaper still hadn't opened his eyes, and the more he disdained it, the more it aroused that person's fighting spirit.

"I'm not uncommon to have a reputation for giving it away, I'm going to take it myself." As soon as he finished speaking, the guy's wrist flicked, and a short sword shot out from his cuff, heading straight for the face of death.

When the tip of the sword was only two millimeters from the skin, the guy suddenly reached out and held the hilt of the sword, and the short sword stopped instantly, and a strong murderous aura came to his face, but from beginning to end, the god of death didn't even move his eyelids.

"Would you rather die than fight me?" The guy couldn't hold his face, and a ball of anger was aroused in his heart, the tip of the sword trembled, and his eyes were full of fighting intent, as if a flame was burning, and he roared with great anger.

"Butcher knife, why don't you understand to this day, the killer list has no meaning to us, for a killer, being alive is the most important thing, I'm not your sparring partner, I don't have time to play with you, if you have to fight, then win the second-ranked white fox first, and only by winning her will you be qualified to challenge me, or one day you choose to put down the butcher knife, at that time, I may accompany you to have a happy fight."

The god of death persuaded others to put down the butcher's knife, which sounded very surprising, but if you think about it, what the god of death said makes sense, there is a limit to killing, this master called the butcher's knife, brutally killing, destroying human nature, and almost going mad, this kind of person is no longer worthy of being called a person, and in his state at this time, he is not the opponent of death at all.

The so-called putting down the butcher's knife refers to an epiphany, the butcher's obsession with martial arts is too deep, deep into the bone marrow, and putting down the butcher's knife is also letting go of the obsession, only in this way can he make progress and be qualified to fight with the god of death, but it's a pity that the current situation is not to mention letting go, he is even more obsessed, and the war spirit exuded from his whole body shows that he has no emotions at all.

"I can't wait that long, I'm going to fight you today." As soon as he finished speaking, the butcher knife swung his short sword and slashed horizontally at the throat of the god of death.

This time he didn't stop moving, in order to force the god of death to make a move, his sword went straight to the throat, if the god of death did not hide, he would definitely die.

However, the Grim Reaper was like dozing, his body leaned back slightly, and the blade of the sword slashed against the skin again, although the sword qi was strong, it failed to hurt the Grim Reaper's cold hair.

Lei Yan, who was watching this scene on the side, chuckled and pouted, and it was seen from this move that the butcher knife was by no means the opponent of the god of death, but the gap was not big, and then the master duel, the difference between the slightest difference was thousands of miles, and the victory or defeat was often decided in a little detail.

"I'm going to force you to do it today!" The butcher's knife roared, the short sword spun around in the palm of his hand, and he turned his back behind him, and his left hand punched the Grim Reaper's chest, which made him unavoidable.

There was a muffled sound, and the fist of the butcher's knife hit the palm of the god of death, and he raised his hand to block the attack of the butcher's knife, and finally stood up in desperation.

"Why don't you challenge the white fox?" The Grim Reaper asked suspiciously, the white fox was ranked ahead of him, even if he wanted to go head-to-head, he should find the white fox.

"Fight with a woman, you can't win!" As the butcher knife spoke, he took a step forward with his left foot, and kicked the knee of death with his right foot, which was a vulnerable position in the human body, with the power of the butcher's knife, this leg would be useless when he stepped down, even if it continued, don't think about standing up in a short time.

The Grim Reaper put his feet together and retreated slightly, but he could dodge this kick, and then flipped his wrist and clasped the butcher's left hand, pulled it gently, and sent it back, a seemingly simple action, but it made the butcher knife take three steps back, and almost didn't stand firm.

The two of them distanced themselves, and the Grim Reaper finally opened his eyes, looked at the murderous butcher knife in front of him, and said, "If you keep this mentality, I'm afraid there will be no further progress." ”

"I don't need to improve, I can beat you all the same." After the butcher's knife was finished, he swung the knife on it.

Death raised his leg with a kick, how fast this kick was, no one could see Death's movements, only felt his body tremble, and the butcher knife flew out.