The black death was tightly wrapped around Tang Tian, and Tang Tian could clearly feel the power coming from the death line, as well as the creepy erosion, as if there were countless small insects desperately drilling into his body.

The power of the death line was so great that Tang Tian's bones felt like they were about to break.

The scythe condensed by the extremely dense death qi exudes the aura of death, as if it is a death scythe that specializes in harvesting life. The strength of the puppet is far inferior to that of the god of death, and in order to swing this knife, it needs to pay an arm.

The king puppet with a broken arm, the dead air in his body quickly subsided, dimmed, and disappeared like smoke.

A fight for the dead?

Tang Tian's cold mind was unwavering, and his eyes were like a red-hot iron, exuding a palpitating aura.

Time seems to stand still.

The surging red light continued to emanate from the Heavenly Demon's body, like a blazing flame. The flesh and blood in Tang Tian's body burned silently, the red light was like a furnace fire for steelmaking, and the flesh and blood were like a furnace, constantly burning and recombining.

Wonderful changes were carried out in Tang Tian's body at an astonishing speed.

The dead qi that had infiltrated Tang Tian's body was flushed by the red light, and it dissipated invisibly.

An indescribable force quietly took shape in the flesh and blood that had been reorganized by itself. The source power is the power of flesh and blood burned and sublimated, and Tang Tian's power is also between flesh and blood, which is formed by layer by layer transmission and superposition, this speed is as fast as lightning, but there is still a process of convergence and forming.

However, now it was different, Tang Tiangan felt that his body was like containing a majestic sea, waving it at will, he could hear the majestic power of the sea silently hissing in his body.

It's like the sea is surging, no, it's a burning sea, majestic and restless, and a small movement can cause a tsunami.

Is this the true meaning of the Fist of Anger?

Tang Tian's cold mind finally fluctuated, and suddenly, a trace of realization rose in his heart, could it be that the Six Seals of the Heavenly Demon were not martial arts used in battle at all, but for refining the body?

The thought flashed through his mind, but this was not the time to think about it.

There was no momentum, the sea of power in his body roared, Tang Tian's eyes lit up with dazzling red light, his open arms did not move, but the power of his waist and abdomen suddenly exploded, and his body spun violently.

The tense line of death was extremely tenacious, and an astonishing force came from the line of death, and the body of the Death Puppet was immediately taken out of balance by this huge force.

They only felt that their bodies were light, and they subconsciously grasped the dead line.

The four death puppets were directly picked up by Tang Tian.

Bang!

A puppet of death that flies up is like a hammer thrown up, smashing into the puppet's sickle.

Hiss!

The tenacious Death Doll was easily cut in half. The death puppet that was cut in half did not shed a drop of blood, and the black sickle seemed to have eaten a full meal, becoming more rich and black, and continued to fly towards Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's heart froze, the spinning figure did not stop at all, but the toes were tapping on the ground.

Bang!

The ground under his feet shattered, and the spinning Tang Tian seemed to slide on the ice, sliding out to one side several feet strangely.

Hiss!

Another death puppet, slapped on the puppet's scythe, the death puppet is like papier-mâché, cut in half. The scythe of the king puppet sucked the dead qi of the two puppets in succession, and it became as black as ink, with a trace of strange metallic luster.

It turned out a strange arc in the air, and with a terrible spike, it continued to shoot towards Tang Tian.

Tang Tian didn't expect this scythe to be so weird.

Almost didn't think about it, his toes clicked again, and he rotated at high speed, and his body slipped again.

In mid-air, his hands suddenly reached forward, and his palms were like lightning, grabbing the throats of the two death puppets, and with a click, the necks of the death puppets were shattered. But the death puppet is like two immortal Xiaoqiang, although the neck is broken, it still attacks Tang Tian with his hands and feet.

Tang Tian's heart was alarmed.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed the palms of the two death puppets and shook them violently, and the two puppets flew outward.

Boom!

They exploded into two black mist in the air, and the strange thing was that the two mist condensed and did not disperse, wriggling like living creatures, indescribably terrifying.

Wow, the scythe was like a shark that smelled fishy, rushing towards it, passing through the two black fogs. Two clouds of black fog disappeared in an instant, and there was not a drop left. The black scythe stopped at this time, it floated quietly in the air, completely changed its appearance, the wide blade, twisted and hideous human faces, arranged from small to large. The scythe's edge was even more terrifying, with rows of sharp teeth and bloodshot on it. What completely does not match the wide blade is its slender long handle, which makes it suspicious that it will break with a little force.

He Xin in the dark, his vision was bright red, and two lines of red blood snaked down from his eyes. Large strands of blood poured out of his mouth, nose and ears.

An eerie smile appeared on his face.

[Death's Scythe]!

I didn't expect that I would be able to use this trick before I died.

He Xin laughed hoho, at this point, it was impossible for him to survive. But his heart was full of fanaticism, his expression was crazy, all the dead qi of five consecutive death puppets, and the mature and complete law plane burned four-fifths, and finally created this trick. The Law of Death puppet is the undisputed ultimate killer move, and it is also one of the strongest killer moves in the entire Death Law system.

It's perfect.

You can be blind when you die, you ants......

It's a blessing to be able to die under this trick.

How lucky I am to be able to die in the face of this trick.

Hahahaha......

Laughing madly, he didn't hide his figure at all, a lifetime of hard work, a lifetime of darkness, a lifetime of stubbornness and extremism, he regarded human life as a mustard, and at this moment, he finally took a step that he had never thought clearly and never dared to take in his life.

All things return to death, the ants in his eyes are like this, so is he, he is just a particle in the mortal dust, his heart is to the eternal darkness, that is his way back, that is the origin of life.

Burn the remnants of my body and return to the land of silence.

The blood that was constantly oozing from his body, suddenly the blood beads burst out of wisps of tiny black flames, and his crazy face returned to calm, at this time, he was indescribably peaceful.

He will embrace death, the greatest and most eternal destination in the world.

Black fire, devouring his body.

This scene happened extremely fast, so fast that everyone had just heard the crazy laughter, and before they could react, He Xin had already been engulfed in flames. He Xin's body, in the black flames, melted like an ice cube, and he always had a calm and peaceful smile on his face.

Such a strange scene made everyone feel creepy.

The black ball of fire was silently suspended in mid-air, wriggling like a living thing, and suddenly, it turned into a black flash of fire, and it sank into the scythe of death.

The scythe remained motionless.

At this moment, on the slender long pole, the palm of the hand grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it reaches the elbow joint, it stops.

In midair, a lone arm, clutching the Scythe of Death.

The severed arm was not stout, on the contrary, somewhat thin, with pale skin, and the long fingers of the scythe firmly grasped the long handle of the scythe.

Hiss!

There was a neat gasp around them, and everyone looked at this scene with pale faces.

The lonely severed arm, clutching a scythe, as if it had just been cut off from a human body, and there was still sticky blood flowing from the fracture. The face of the unjust soul on the knife body was distorted, and the wail of nothingness could not stop these sounds, no matter how tightly they blocked their ears. The blade was lined with sharp teeth, slowly sliding, like a hungry beast, a little impatient.

Tang Tian's face finally changed.

He could feel that when the severed arm was grown, the scythe's dense and almost choking breath of death suddenly disappeared without a trace.

If he hadn't seen the severed arm and the scythe with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed anything here.

In his mind, the Heavenly Demon, who had always been majestic and indifferent, also felt a huge threat at this time.

Xu Xiangdong, who was in the distance, watched silently, gently chewing the bitter fruit in his mouth, and the bitter juice like ink became more and more bitter.

Uncle Ho......

He was silent, just now he could have made a move, but he didn't make a move. Uncle He has become the public enemy of everyone, the mortal enemy of the entire Dongxian City, if he stands up, the entire Xu family will become the enemy of everyone.

He couldn't do that.

Watching Uncle He burn the law face, watching Uncle He burning himself, watching the hand of the god of death holding the sickle.

He knew what it was, it was the arm of the god of death, Uncle He finally burned himself, and finally caught a glimpse of the figure behind the [Hell] gate. Although it is only an arm, the arm of the god of death, although incomplete, still represents a higher level of power.

Grimace is dead.

There wasn't much hatred in his heart, and he didn't feel any point in hating a dying man.

But......

Many years ago, the blurry picture flashed in front of his eyes, the toddler shouted Uncle He to hug him with a milky voice, and in the young light and shadow, there was always the figure who always held himself and smiled.

When he was twelve years old, Uncle He left.

Twenty years later, Uncle He, who had killed countless people, came back with countless blood and souls, and came back with a murderous name that regarded human life as a mustard, and became the smiling Uncle He again incognito.

His Devil, My Angel.

I can't make a move......

Xu Xiangdong tilted his face, two lines of hot tears, rolling down his cheeks, mixed with the dark bitter juice.

After a moment, he wiped away his tears, ignoring the black bitter juice on his face, his gaze became fierce and ruthless, and his expression returned to calm and calm. He didn't glance at the grimace figure below, it was already a dead man.

Uncle He's sacrifice can't be made meaningless.

Purple Juan City!

He wants to take Purple Juan City before everyone else.

Taking Purple Juan City, a large number of Zero Bitter Prisoners will allow the Xu family to step to a higher level. Zijuan City, which has no grimace, is like an unguarded beauty in his eyes, so tempting.

His gaze suddenly burned.