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Between the embrace of the mountains, two figures swept through the air one after the other, their speed was extremely amazing, often one second he was still in your field of vision, and the next second he was already in the distance of the sky.

The face of the god of death was gloomy and terrifying, and the gaze in his gray eyes was uncertain, did Zhao Xuan know that he was coming or was it a coincidence?

He met Zhao Xuan when he came here, and he had to make him think about this possibility, if it was the former, it would be fine, but if it was the latter, then the matter would become troublesome.

Zhao Xuan definitely didn't know his whereabouts, but why he was waiting here is worth speculating.

Just when the God of Death was thinking nonsense, Zhao Xuan's eyes were full of boiling murderous aura when he was chasing after him, this guy, if it wasn't for his own whim to return to the Holy Soul Village, then everyone in the Holy Soul Village would ......

Thinking of a certain possibility, the anger in Zhao Xuan's heart was already like a sea of anger.

Can't move!

The first soul technique was quietly released, and the face of the fleeing god of death suddenly changed.

Behind him, a pitch-black spear had pierced the space and stabbed straight towards his body, and the fire and wind water on the body of the spear surged, and together they deduced the aura of destruction.

"Bang!"

An indiscernible low sound sounded, and the slightly illusory body of the god of death was suddenly shattered like a cloud of mist.

But Zhao Xuan's face did not change in any way, and after killing this body, his gaze looked in the direction of the south, where a figure suddenly condensed and continued to flee.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan chased after him without hesitation.

The current strength of this god of death is estimated to have recovered to the level of a demigod, if he continues to recover, then it is very likely that he will re-enter the realm of the gods, and if he does not kill him at this time, I am afraid it will be difficult in the future.

The body of the God of Death has not yet been condensed, and the origin is easy to collapse, which is also the reason why he is reluctant to face Zhao Xuan, and this state is really too disadvantaged now.

The god of death suddenly had a plan in his eyes, turned around and flew towards the northeast.

Zhao Xuan, who was chasing after him, was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.

"You dare!"

A voice full of murderous intent sounded in the air, but it made the corners of the flying god of death's mouth slightly curl, it seemed that Zhao Xuan also knew his thoughts, so he would indeed be jealous of this.

Thinking of this, the god of death sped up and galloped towards Notting City, and his purpose was obvious, he just wanted to hold the ordinary people of Notting City hostage to make Zhao Xuan afraid to make him dare not make a move.

Although Notting City is not a big city, because of the existence of a Notting Academy, the city is also prosperous, with a population of no less than 100,000 people.

Although Zhao Xuan would not give up chasing and killing the God of Death for the sake of 100,000 people, he was also unwilling to let those 100,000 ordinary people die for no reason! Not to mention, there were many of his and Hermione's acquaintances.

The two of them swept through the sky like a rainbow, and the speed was amazing.

As he walked forward, Zhao Xuan's hand suddenly shone with thunder, and the rolling thunder condensed into a brilliant longbow, his eyes narrowed slightly, he quickly set the string, and with the slight loosening of his fingers, the wind around his body suddenly surged!

The sound of wind and thunder was restless, and the rumbling thunder seemed to come from above the nine heavens, full of great might.

The god of death sensed the deadly threat behind him, and quickly dodged, and the thunder arrow flew along his side, and just when he was relieved about this, a strong divine sense power suddenly erupted above the thunder.

The illusory divine consciousness power shook the void, condensing several illusory figures, Tang San, Tang Hao, and Jade Monarch Douluo were among them.

Tang San held the brilliant Seagod Trident, Tang Hao held the simple and unpretentious Haotian Hammer, and Qingfeng Douluo held the elegantly shaped Qingfeng Sword, three different weapons burst out with three different powers.

The second martial soul is in a frenzied operation, deducing the representative power of the three strong men.

The Seagod Trident, which contains layers of power, the Haotian Hammer with terrifying power, should have the pervasive Qingfeng Sword Qi, and the three conjured powerhouses were expressionless, waving the weapons in their hands to kill the God of Death.

Each of the three conjured powerhouses had the power of the first Title Douluo level, but on the other hand, it also consumed nearly one-third of Zhao Xuan's divine sense.

The god of death was entangled, and a jet-black death qi surged out of his body, and the gloomy power was filled with the feeling of dead silence, and the power of death represented silence!

However, the powerhouses conjured by the three statues represented the three purest rule powers, and it was difficult for the power of extinction to have any effect on them.

The god of death also quickly discovered this, which made him have to stop and deal with it, if he wantonly let these three attacks fall on it, then his efforts all these days would not be in vain.

"Huh!"

The scythe of death with a strong divine power of death fell on the body of Tang Hao Phantom led by Tang Hao, Tang Hao's phantom body represents the terrifying power, the scythe of death is connected with the Haotian Hammer in the hand of his phantom body, and after a slight stalemate, it is broken, and Tang Hao's phantom body is shattered.

The surging divine power fell on the ridge, and in an instant, everything withered, and the lush mountain turned into a gray dead field.

After all, the God of Death is a demigod-level powerhouse, and with all his strength, the phantom body that has just entered the strength of Title Douluo will be shattered in two or three clicks.

Zhao Xuan didn't care about this, after all, his purpose was just to hold back the God of Death, and these three phantom bodies had obviously successfully accomplished this goal.

"Huh!"

Zhao Xuan's figure approached the God of Death, and the God of Death had to turn around to deal with Zhao Xuan, and at the moment he turned around, he also waved the Death Scythe in his hand to block the spear that stabbed him.

"Bell!"

After a sound of gold and iron, the God of Death, who was inferior in strength, was forced to retreat a distance of dozens of meters, Zhao Xuan was menacing and his strength was extraordinary, and he couldn't resist it at all in a hurry.

The moment he was repulsed, the god of death moved in his heart and took advantage of the situation to continue to flee in the direction of being repulsed.

Zhao Xuan was also momentarily stunned when he saw this, and then scolded in his heart, should this guy be so cowardly!

The eighth soul technique was quietly cast, Zhao Xuan communicated the power of space, intercepted the fleeing god of death, and immediately mobilized the strength of his whole body, and threw the god-killing spear in his hand with all his might.

How terrifying is Zhao Xuan's strength now? As the most powerful human in the world today, he can shatter a mountain with a single punch, and when used with all his might, he can produce an earthquake that can destroy a city.

The terrifying power gave the godkiller a speed to reach its limit, and the body of the godkiller was uncertain as it shuttled, looming between the void and the real world.

"Poof!"

The godkiller pierced into the god of death, but no blood splattered.

As a piece of dead air filled the air, two identical figures appeared through it, and the two were not half different in appearance or breath, and they rushed out of the dead air at the same time, fleeing in opposite directions.

One of them is in the direction of Notting City, while the other is in the direction of the Soul Palace.

His mind was racing, and Zhao Xuan vaguely felt that the one who fled to the Martial Spirit Hall was the real body, but he didn't dare to bet! If the one who fled to Notting City was the real person, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, made a decision in his heart, and flew in the direction of Notting City, but at the same time, a figure rushed out of his body and chased after another figure. I want to talk about "Douluo's Strange Number" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~