A coercion came like a tsunami.

Xia Mofan couldn't help clenching his fists, his joints exploded, his nails pierced his palms, and he didn't know that blood was overflowing.

His blood-red eyes swept around, but he found that there was no one around at all.

He supported himself with his hands to keep himself from falling, and beads of sweat rolled down.

The whole body is weak, and the steps are floating.

At this moment, his whole body trembled, and fear was added.

"Bang ......"

Xia Mofan finally couldn't stand it anymore, his body fell down in a daze, his eyes were closed, and he fainted.

On the other side, Su Ziyang stood in place, his face calm.

That expression, as if everything was under control.

seems to be calm, but in fact, there is a turmoil in the heart.

He secretly opened the character panel and found that the defense had become 0.

The characters who can have such means are by no means simple.

After Su Xiaofan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he looked ahead and said calmly: "Ghost sickle, since you are here, come out!" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The air around them was stagnant, and the bitter cold rushed like a tsunami.

Su Xiaofan stood there calmly, letting this coldness fall on his body, and his face did not change in the slightest.

"Jie Ji ......"

Strange laughter rang out from all around.

Immediately after, a black shadow appeared in front of Su Xiaofan.

His whole body was black, he was one meter tall, and his body was erratic, like a ghost.

Those eyes, red, seemed to be breathtaking.

In his hand, the black shadow held a long scythe, and looked like a soul messenger.

Just standing there gives people a feeling of irresistibility.

"Jie Ji ......"

The black shadow floated to Su Xiaofan's side and stared at him with two blood-red eyes.

After a moment, the corners of the shadow's mouth lifted, revealing eight sharp teeth.

And so it was! The Spirit Emperor bloodline is really on you! ”

"I didn't expect that the Spirit Clan would find a waste like you to be the Spirit Emperor!"

"However, your bloodline can still be extracted!"

"Little one, you can go on the road with confidence! I'll give you a hard time! ”

After the shadow finished speaking, he let out a strange laugh again.

He picked up the sickle and raised it in front of Su Xiaofan, the threat was very obvious.

At this moment, Su Ziyang completely ignored it.

He secretly took the initiative to check the attributes of the night sickle.

【Night Scythe】

【Lord Boss】

[Level]: 146 [Five Grades of Law Saint]

[Life]: 2000W/2000W

[Attack]: Law 120000

[Defense]: Physical immunity, law 80000

[Skill]: Ruin, Ten Thousand Laws Body......

[Weakness]: The physical attack is invalid, the spell damage is effective, and what he fears the most is the Spirit Emperor Seal.

[Description]: The general of the ghost clan, with terrifying combat power, is a genius of the ghost clan 10,000 years ago, when he challenged the Spirit Emperor, he was hanged and beaten, leaving indelible scars in his heart, extremely afraid of the Spirit Emperor seal, he secretly joined the God Clan, and was sent to the Apocalypse Continent by the Spirit Dove to refine the blood of the Spirit Emperor.

Seeing this introduction, Su Ziyang was secretly surprised.

He is now level 50, and he, level 146, is just right to attack him.

The player's early novice protection is not effective at all.

"Boy, stupid? Scared? ”

"Judge yourselves! This will save you a lot of torture. ”

Nightsthe said.

"Hehe......"

Su Xiaofan smiled coldly, stared at the night sickle calmly with his eyes, and said lightly: "Do you dare?!" ”

It's not loud.

But full of domineering!

This sound made the night sickle's body stagnate.

The light in his eyes flickered and flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Jie Ji ......"

Night Scythe let out a strange laugh, "Boy, do you think you're Ling Jun?" ”

"Tell you, isn't Ben scared? With your current ability, what are you going to do to fight me? Nightsickle said.

"Hehe, then you can try, the emperor guarantees that your god form will be destroyed! Never turn over! ”

Su Xiaofan took a step forward, his momentum soaring.

"Boy, you...... You're posturing! ”

"It's just a waste of the Martial King Realm right now, what are you going to do to fight me?"

Night Scythe looked at Su Ziyang, his gaze locked on him.

At the same time, he made a posture of fleeing at any time.

"Huh!"

"Since you're going to fight, come on!"

Su Xiaofan put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Seeing such a scene in the eyes of the night sickle, I couldn't help but feel terrified in my heart.

"Does he have a Spirit Emperor Seal?"

Nightsthe muttered to herself, and began to think.

"Don't worry, against you, the emperor still disdains to use the Spirit Emperor Seal!" Su Ziyang said.

These words pierced the heart of the night sickle.

His body trembled, "Don't bluff, you don't have the Spirit Emperor Seal at all!" ”

After speaking, the night sickle waved the sickle and aimed it at Su Ziyang, which was a slash.

"Hoo ......"

Black gas gushed out from the scythe, forming a black wind blade that rushed straight towards Su Ziyang.

At this moment, the sunlight seems to be absorbed by the black gas, and there is a brief darkness.

"Buzz ......"

The air was sliced by the wind blade, and a whistling roar erupted.

The terrifying momentum is irresistible.

There are no surprises.

"...... Uproar"

A sound sounded, and the wind blade instantly slashed across Su Ziyang's body.

Su Ziyang's body broke into two and disappeared.

"Weak, you dare to make a big statement!"

The corners of Nightsickle's mouth went up, a touch of pride.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that it was not good.

He found that Xia Mofan on the ground was also gone.

"The emperor is here!"

A voice came from behind him.

This sound frightened the night sickle's body to tremble, and he quickly turned around.

"You...... What kind of body are you? ”

"Could it be the high priest's sun and moon!"

"So, you have two bloodlines in you?"

"If I kill you, I can refine two bloodlines?"

"It's gone!"

The eyes of the night sickle, revealing infinite essence.

Looking at Su Ziyang was like looking at a treasure.

"The emperor will let you make two more moves, come on!"

Su Ziyang put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Hehe, since that's the case, you're welcome!"

After saying that, the night sickle's figure flashed, and it disappeared in an instant.

Followed by.

"Buzz ......"

Between heaven and earth, dozens of huge wind blades with black sickles appeared.

The blade of the wind rotates, rubbing against the air, madly attracting the sunlight around it.

After a brief period of darkness, it reappeared.

Ten wind blades, blocking Su Ziyang's surroundings, so that he could not escape.

But.

Su Ziyang's figure has disappeared in place.

In the second move, the Night Scythe also missed.

The power of terror is fully resolved.

"There's one more trick, come on!"

"Since you don't move, the emperor is going to make a move!"

Su Ziyang looked at the air in front of him and said lightly.

The night sickle showed his figure, his blood-red eyes, and he was staring at Su Ziyang.

"Spirit Emperor, this move, I'll see how you dodge!"

With that, the night sickle roared.

The black gas on his body is surging wildly.

His aura increased rapidly.

Then he picked up his scythe and threw it into the sky.

"Whew......"

The scythe spun rapidly, cutting out black wind blades that enveloped the surroundings.

Within a radius of five thousand meters, there were all such rotating wind blades.

Each one is extremely cold and extremely sharp.

No matter how Su Ziyang dodges, he will also be hit.

"This time, see how you hide?" The corners of Nightsickle's mouth went up.

"Just this attack, the emperor doesn't have to dodge!"

Su Ziyang stood in place, without any intention of moving.

……