Zhang Tianjue's arms trembled slightly, and his legs were also trembling. The other party doesn't look like a power-type martial artist, but his strength is amazing.

Just the first punch made him a little unbearable, if it wasn't for the protection of the strong aura, with his physical body, it would be difficult to resist the punch just now.

"Kill!"

The Grim Reaper's feet moved, and he jumped up, flew up with a kick, and swept across Zhang Tianjue's face.

Call~~~

Zhang Tianjue's face changed, and his reaction was quite fast, he kicked sharply under his feet, and took more than a dozen steps back in a row.

Bang~~

The Grim Reaper slashed his leg against the tip of Zhang Tianjue's nose and unleashed a violent sonic boom in the air, which did not hit the enemy.

Retreating to more than ten meters away, Zhang Tianjue's face palpitated, the opponent's attack speed was too fast, as long as he reacted half a beat slower, he would either die or be disabled.

The Grim Reaper's eyes raised slightly, and he slammed into Zhang Tianjue again.

The attack just now was that he deliberately slowed down, he didn't plan to kill Zhang Tianjue, who was the first prince of Yuezhou, and it shouldn't be difficult to take out a spirit stone to buy his life.

To kill or not to kill, it doesn't mean much, and being able to get spirit stones is the most important thing.

Xiuxiu~~

Two fierce sword qi emanated from Zhang Tianjue's hands and shot into the eyes of the god of death. It's faster than a shock, it's lightning fast. Arrived in an instant.

Zhang Tianjue was a little afraid of the close combat with the god of death, so he launched a long-range attack,

Compared to the martial artists of the transformation realm, although they can release their energy, their attack power is not strong, and if they can cover the aura on their fists and feet, and then cooperate with the strength of the body, they can exert the strongest attack.

Smack!

The Grim Reaper slapped left and right with one palm, and the two sword qi were immediately scattered.

Woo Woo Woo ~~~

Zhang Tian's Absolute Luck Finger was like a sword, and one after another fierce sword qi came overwhelmingly, dense like locusts in transit, enveloping the whole person of death.

Brush brush brush ~~~

The grim reaper's expression remained unchanged, his steps under his feet were like flying, and his figure changed again and again.

A figure split in two, two into four, and four into eight. His body is so fast and so fast that it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and it is impossible to tell which one is the real body and which one is the afterimage.

Zhang Tianjue's strong aura was instilled into his arms, and his ten fingers moved his sword, and a more dense sword rain hit.

Puff puff~~~

The seven afterimages of the Grim Reaper were beaten into a sieve and disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving a true body like a butterfly dancing among flowers, flashing and moving, passing through layers of sword rain and coming to the other party.

Rumble!

A terrifying blow of whip leg attacked, bursting with ferocious qi, and endless sword rain was destroyed by the momentum of this leg. It was like a giant stick, magnified in Zhang Tianjue's eyes.

"Not good!"

Zhang Tianjue's pupils shrank and he stopped moving his sword. His arms were crossed in front of the door, and at the same time, a thick aura was infused into his arms, forming a transparent aura shield in front of him.

A powerful attack arrived, and he had to defend.

Syllable!

Heavy as a mountain, the leg is pumped on both arms, and its fierce and peerless power is like a speeding Tektronix locomotive.

Thundered~~~

Zhang Tianjue's whole person was knocked away, crashed into the formation on the edge of the ring, and was bounced back three or four meters by the formation, and then fell to the ground.

His arms were sore, and he couldn't exert any strength. On the arm bones, there are cracks.

Call!

At this time, the second leg attack of the Grim Reaper arrived, and the ferocious leg swept Zhang Tianjue's back. The latter spewed a mouthful of blood and flew out again.

Click······

Zhang Tianjue's face was shocked, and the bones in his back cracked, like spider webs, all over the bones of his body.

He couldn't believe that in the hands of death, he was not even as good as a three-year-old child, and he had no room to parry at all.

Bang~~~

The Grim Reaper stopped attacking, and Zhang Tianjue finally landed on the ground, half-kneeling in the ring. Blood gushed from the corners of his mouth.

He is still injured, and his combat power has been reduced by seven or eight percent, and any martial artist who has turned into a second or third layer of strength can easily solve him now.

"Heavenly Son is defeated! Heavenly Son is defeated. ”

"The Grim Reaper is powerful, have you found it, Tiangongzi is in the hands of the Grim Reaper, like a doll. ”

"Yes! It's not that Tiangongzi is not strong enough, but the god of death is too strong, and his series of attacks are overwhelming, like a raging storm, such a melee combat skill, if you have not experienced the fighting and tempering of thousands of battles, you will never be able to use it. ”

“······”

"Even Zhang Tianjue was defeated, Li Mu, Li Mu, how strong is your combat power, and where does this amazing melee skill come from?"

Chu Xiaoxiang muttered to herself silently, she felt more and more that Li Mu was very mysterious, and he definitely didn't look like a person from a small city like Blue Moon City.

The other party's mystery and calmness all attracted her. Although Li Mu's strength at this time seemed to her to be very weak, she believed that one day, this mysterious boy would eventually rise above everyone.

Even if it is Chu Ling Academy, it can't accommodate it. The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and there will be a time when it soars into the sky.

"Buy your life!"

The Grim Reaper's eyes were lowered, and he looked down at Tiangongzi condescendingly. His figure stood straight, as if the vertical mountain was standing still, his calm eyes devoid of any human emotion. Cold and unforgiving.

"Good!"

Zhang Tian never dared to say more, and threw out a spirit stone. He could be sure that if he dared to say a word, death would come in the next moment.

"Brother Death's combat skills are superb, and the heavens absolutely admire them. ”

Zhang Tian broke off the spirit stone, and then tried to communicate with the god of death. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Hmm!"

The god of death nodded, and had no desire to speak more, but turned to look at Gan Lao, and said indifferently: "Next." ”

Glancing at the back of the god of death, Zhang Tianjue had no choice but to leave.

Gan Lao nodded slightly, "Congratulations to the Grim Reaper for winning the seventy-man slash, do you want to continue to challenge?" If you continue to challenge, the fighting arena will arrange an opponent from the fifth layer of Huajin." ”

"Seventy people have been beheaded?

"The opponent of the fifth layer of Huajin should not be able to defeat the god of death, and immediately enter the eighty people slash, and then the god of death will face the terrifying three levels, and after the eighty people are killed, the strength of the challenger will be increased to the sixth layer of the transformation of strength. ”

"yes, yes, I'm really curious now, where can Death go, and where is his limit?"

"I think the Grim Reaper can get ninety beheadings. I believe in him, and death will work miracles. ”

"Impossible, at most eighty people will be killed. Don't forget, he is the cultivation of the third layer of strength. In the past, he could kill seventy people, which one was not a martial artist above the fifth level of Huajin. ”

Countless viewers below are discussing.

"Next!" Death nodded, repeating.

The fight continued, and the next opponent of the Grim Reaper, whose strength was not as good as Zhang Juetian, easily won seventy-nine people.

"It's going to be three levels······"

Countless people showed their expectations, and nine out of ten people present had never seen the three levels with their own eyes.