Let him go?

Otherwise, Wuhun Hall and I are not finished?

It's like if you let go of the person in front of you, you'll let me go.

It's said, who let it go or two.

Yang Dong sneered in his heart, the ghost hand martial soul was passing on the idea of devouring, even if there was no enmity before, for the sake of the ghost hand martial soul, Yang Dong was not afraid of making a feud with the Martial Spirit Palace.

What's more, you sent the Nine Great Soul Kings to besiege and kill me alone, is it too late to tell me this now?

"Don't, don't. Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Hump screamed bitterly, and at this moment he finally saw clearly what he wanted to devour him, it was the blood-red arm martial spirit, he could feel that arm was excited.

What's that?

The Grim Reaper's Scythe Martial Spirit continued to let out a soft sound, conveying a feeling of fear to the hump.

"Soul Eater, Demon Seal, Slash!"

Yang Dong muttered softly, and finally at the moment before the Angel of Chihiro was cut down, the martial soul of the hump fell into Yang Dong's hands.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Ahh Yes! ”

There was a dark black color on the blood-red ghost hand that spread in the scythe of death, and the hump screamed again, he was afraid, even if he faced Angel Douluo before, in the face of death, he had never had such fear.

The Grim Reaper's Scythe Martial Spirit is disappearing!

It is not an unembodied disappearance, but an disappearance from his life. In other words, his Death Reaper's Scythe Martial Soul is being deprived by the person in front of him, and once he is successfully deprived, then he will become a wasted person without a martial soul.

How is this possible?!

In the information he had learned, there had never been a case of a martial soul being deprived.

The scythe of death was gradually disappearing from his life, and the pain of peeling skin and cramps, knocking bones and sucking the marrow did not bring him as much pain as the pain caused by the deprivation of the martial spirit.

"Don't, don't, please let me go."

The figure of the hump retreated from the void and looked at Yang Dong with pleading eyes.

Without the Death Scythe Martial Spirit, he will become an ordinary person, and he is used to living the life of a rich man, how can he be willing to live the life of an ordinary person.

What's more, he's still a hunchback.

Once, in order to keep his Death Scythe Martial Soul, he contributed his loyalty to the Martial Spirit Palace, that is, from that moment on, his body was rickety and he became a hunchbacked person.

But now, what he once struggled so hard to ensure is disappearing, how can this not alarm him?

"I'm sorry."

Yang Dong showed an embarrassed expression, but the movements of his hands did not pause in the slightest.

The dark black gas has completely covered the Scythe of Death, and it is constantly devouring the Scythe of Death.

In less than two breaths, Hump screamed, his body spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and his eyes became dark.

The Scythe of Death is gone.

"Slash!"

After the ghost hand successfully devoured the scythe of death, the hump naturally had no effect on Yang Dong.

The Soul Eater Demon Sealing Slash was released, and the Innocent Sword in his hand drew a blood-colored arc and landed directly on Hump's body.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

Explosions rang out, and the hump was dead.

"Click."

The Innocent Sword, which has accompanied Yang Ming for many years, after experiencing several battles, still couldn't withstand Yang Dong's urging after all, and after slashing this blow, it turned into pieces.

Buzz!

After devouring the Scythe of Death, some information about the ghost hand came to Yang Dong's mind again.

And the biggest gain is that the ghost and god department has unlocked three skills again.

Ghost Slash.

Demon Slash: Fury.

Soul Eater.

It was only at this time that the angelic ruling launched by Chihiro finally appeared in front of Yang Dong by Shanshan.

The Angel Sword launched a judgment against Yang Dong with a divine flame.

"No!"

Qianxun roared again, his eyes eager to swallow Yang Dong directly, and the hump died? Even if Yueguan and ghosts are dead, the hump can't die!

Why?

It's a hump?

"Roar!"

As soon as the Ghost Hand had finished evolving, the Angel Judgment came to Yang Dong.

Yang Dong originally wanted to distance himself, but his ghost hand martial spirit didn't seem to think so.

At the moment when the angel ruled close,

The ghost hand was uncontrollable, shaking at the illusory angel.

Then, among the surprised faces of countless people, the invincible angelic verdict was not heard at all.

"Oh, angel. It's funny. ”

A joking voice sounded in Yang Dong's heart.

"I'll kill you!"

Chihiro appeared beside Yang Dong, and the angel sword burned with a sacred flame, but this flame Yang Dong instinctively felt disgusted.

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

Yang Dong laughed fiercely, he also had killing intent for Qianxun.

It's just that I don't know, when Chihiro is dying, will Chidaoliu jump out?

The Six-Ring Soul Emperor and a Five-Ring Soul King fought together.

Yang Dong, who didn't have the Innocent Sword, could only use another saber that he called Qingyun, and after dozens of rounds of fighting, the Qingyun Sword broke here.

The angelic sword formed by the soul ring has a great sense of indestructibility.

Three minutes later.

Chihiro had one of his wings torn off by Yang Dong, and with only three wings left, it became a little difficult for him to even fly. And Yang Dong's last saber was also broken here.

"Your swordsmanship is very powerful, but at this moment you don't have a sword, how much do you have left?"

Qianxun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, the existence of the divine aura made Yang Dong's formations seem to be imaginary, and he couldn't weaken his strength in the slightest.

"Give you another chance, hand over your sword skills to me, and I can promise you a happy death."

Thinking of the sword skills that Yang Dong used, even as the future Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, he was very hot.

"Are you too happy to want my sword skills?"

Yang Dong smiled disdainfully.

He looked down on Qianhiro a little, although Qianhiro's strength was strong, but his style of doing things, Yang Dong couldn't appreciate it.

The two are not the same people at all.

"I'm just a little sorry, you're dead, these exquisite sword skills of yours will disappear from now on the Douluo Continent, and after a few years, who would know that in the Soul King Realm, there was once a demon-level figure?"

There was no smile on Chihiro's face for a long time, and there was only an infinite aura of slaughter.

He couldn't wait to give Yang Dong to ten thousand pieces.

This is not the Wind Sword Sect, nor is it the Haotian Sect; This is Wuhun City, the Wuhun City that belongs to the Wuhun Palace.

No matter what, he will kill Yang Dong here today.

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