Grinning angrily, there is nothing happier than cutting off an opponent.

"Heavenly Spirit..."

And Ji Wuying looked at the falling body of the Heavenly Spirit, and his voice was already choked.

"You think you'll kill me with your rusty scythe?"

The familiar words sounded again, and the heavenly spirit floating in the air did not fall for a long time, but still looked at the angry face with an expression.

"What's going on? You, haven't you been stopped by me? How can you still be alive!"

Furious and shocked, no one could stop his scythe, no!

"Giggles," the heavenly spirit smiled weirdly, "Don't forget, I'm a soul, my body, and I'm dead when I beat my mother's womb." ”

"What!" he couldn't even speak, his face was gloomy, like a dark cloud in the sky.

Heavenly Spirit said: Why, I have already died once, you are still not happy, who called me a soul, I am a soul, I am a soul, I can't be willful?

In the end, the body of the Heavenly Spirit began to slowly connect again, and a few seconds later, the lively Heavenly Spirit appeared in front of everyone again.

"Phew, Tianling, good boy, you almost scared me to death. Ji Wuying breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart calmed down a lot.

Tianling stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Boss, I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay. Ji Wuying said a word, and then his eyes fell on Nu Yan's body, and said coldly: "Nu Yan, come on, let me see how capable you are." ”

Ji Wuying provoked, his angry face was on the verge of exploding, but when Ji Wuying provoked him like this, the flames were ignited in an instant.

A hideous gaze shot out of his eyes, the breath of his body changed suddenly, and even his voice became evil.

"Okay, since you took the initiative to die, I don't need to play with you. ”

After speaking, his face became darker and darker, and at this time, Ji Wuying suddenly found that the sickle with an angry face had actually turned into a crimson color, just like the moon in a blood-colored night.

He was really angry.

"Tianling, come back quickly, I'm angry. Ji Wuying hurriedly shouted. The angry crimson scythe made Ji Wuying feel faintly uneasy, even if the heavenly spirit was a soul, Ji Wuying also felt that the scythe could definitely cause him a lot of damage.

"Oh. Tian Ling was quite obedient, and after answering, he flew back.

However, the angry face will make him go back easily?

The answer is no.

I saw Nu Yan swing his sickle and directly hook the heavenly spirit, this time, instead of cutting him off, the sickle entered the body of the heavenly spirit.

The pitch-black liquid fell down the scythe, isn't this the blood that only ghosts can flow out?

"Ahh

"Tianling!" Ji Wuying was worried, so he ran up directly and caught Tianling.

Looking at his weak appearance, Ji Wuying suddenly felt extremely distressed.

Angry Yan laughed, "Haha, even if you are a soul, you can't escape my Death Scythe in the end." ”

"Boss, don't worry, I'm just... It's just a soul..."

Ji Wuying listened to his weak voice, and suddenly his eyes were filled with tears, "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

In Ji Wuying's heart, the Heavenly Spirit is not just a soul, since he called himself the boss, then he will treat the Heavenly Spirit like a brother.

"Ahem," the Heavenly Spirit coughed, "Boss, actually... Actually, what I want to say is that I'm just a soul, even if I'm injured, it won't take long for me to recover, so you don't have to worry so much. ”

"Uh!" Ji Wuying's head was full of black lines, "What the hell are you playing with me, I'm worried about nothing." ”

Ji Wuying directly pushed Tianling away and didn't care about him.

"Oh, it hurts, boss, I'm in trouble. Tian Ling suddenly cried, I have to say that Tian Ling's technique of selling cuteness is first-class.

"Don't cry wolf at that, you'll be back in a few minutes anyway. Ji Wuying said coldly, and directly put the heavenly spirit aside.

"Hmph, the boss is really bad, can't I care about the little one?" Tianling pouted, his face full of dissatisfaction, but he didn't cry or make trouble.

"I said, are you two flirting enough?" At this time, a cold voice sounded, and it made people shudder.

Ji Wuying then remembered that his angry face was still on the side, how could he forget him.

In the next second, the angry sickle swept over, Ji Wuying hurriedly lowered his head, the sickle passed along Ji Wuying's scalp, and a strand of hair fell in response.

"Sneak attack. Ji Wuying turned his head and his gaze fell on Nu Yan. He must be dealt with quickly, the time has dragged on for too long.

"Excalibur. With a roar, a pitch-black long sword appeared in Ji Wuying's hand.

The blood-colored pupils at the hilt of the sword gave people a terrifying aura.

"Divine Sword!" Angry Yan's face was abnormal, and he actually had a Divine Sword in his hand.

"Who the hell are you, and you can actually control the Excalibur!"

"I'm your uncle. Ji Wuying roared angrily and slashed directly at Nuyan.

Nu Yan is not a vegetarian, and in the face of the oncoming long sword, his backhand is a scythe.

The swords touched, and a little spark came out, and the sound of "Qiang Qiang" rose everywhere.

After more than a dozen rounds, the two actually fought to a draw.

"Doesn't it seem that you are invincible?"

Ji Wuying glanced lightly, compared to the skeleton man, the angry face seemed to be much easier to deal with, because the skeleton man was too cheap. That immortal technique, although not powerful, but infinitely resurrected, even if it can't beat you, tired can exhaust you, and directly consume your spiritual power.

"Huh. Angry Yan smiled lightly, "The show is still to come, don't be happy too soon." ”

A red light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he entered the scythe directly, and suddenly, the scythe turned extremely red, like red-hot iron.

"Let you taste my iron-blooded scythe. After saying that, he actually threw the sickle into the air.

Suddenly, the scythe spun in the air. With a wave of his hand, the scythe slammed in.

"Air control?!" Ji Wuying was shocked in his heart, and instantly pulled out his god-killing sword to resist.

However, the high-speed rotating scythe had too strong impact, and it bounced Ji Wuying's sword away a few times.

Just when Ji Wuying couldn't do it, a sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Do you use the Great Law of Ten Thousand Poisons?"

"Ugh. Ji Wuying was a little confused, he didn't give the order to use the Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa, why did he jump out by himself?

However, no matter what, since other methods have no effect, let's try the Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa that Poison Elder has just inherited.

(End of chapter)