Death?

Xiaodao's heartstrings trembled, not long ago, he had a few face-to-face fights with the Iga female ninja, and he also blamed him for underestimating the enemy, but a few of them looked at each other, if Dong Wu didn't make a timely move, his beloved weapon would also become the other party's bag, but if you think about it carefully, the female ninja is indeed tricky, even the black hawk can't please her under her hands, and it seems that this ninja didn't do his best and had reservations.

What is the reason, the knife is puzzled.

However, Dong Wu, Black Eagle, and Female Ninja may not be as terrifying as the Grim Reaper in front of them, and Zheng Zheng is the wolf who shoots the sky in Philio Villa is only equal in the fierce battle with the Grim Reaper, you know, Zheng Zheng is the master of Yao's battle armor, and his strength and combat power have long been beyond the scope of ordinary people.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Black Eagle snorted, stood up and waved the fist in his hand and rushed towards the Grim Reaper.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, dare to provoke my Grim Reaper, next year today will be your death sacrifice!" Death said sadly, the long sickle in his hand did not move, but suddenly, the robe on his body agitated, and wisps of strange aura rushed out of his robe, those breaths were indescribable, and at the same time, wisps of black mist were particularly eye-catching in this slightly white sky.

"Black Hawk be careful, he is the Grim Reaper!" Xiao Dao didn't expect Black Hawk to be so impulsive, and when the situation was unknown, he rushed out so recklessly, I really don't know how he became the head of the Eleven Arhats. He didn't know that the Black Hawk was deflated at the hands of the Iga female ninja, and his heart was on fire at this moment, but he didn't expect the god of death to hit the muzzle of the gun, so he naturally rushed forward without hesitation.

Death?

Black Eagle frowned, and his rushing body froze slightly, how could this name look so familiar? No, Death?! At this time, he suddenly remembered some legends, Death is a symbol of death, it can be said that in the entire killer world, it is the existence of the highest level of the pyramid, as long as he appears, it will inevitably bring destruction.

"Hehe, Grim Reaper, the name is evil enough, your grandfather and I don't believe in evil!" Black Eagle snorted coldly, Death is very mysterious, such a master has a rare chance to see in his life, and when he meets it at this time, it will undoubtedly make Black Hawk's chest boil with blood and awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Du Qianniang's eyes fell on Black Hawk's body, full of emotion, at this time, she was full of worries about Black Hawk, and she was very helpless about Black Hawk's belligerence, this is that Black Hawk usually looks very stable, but once one thing is decided, even ten cows can't be pulled back, but that is the Grim Reaper, a well-known existence in the killer world, although Black Hawk is very strong, but-

"Don't worry, Black Eagle, this kid Jiren has his own natural appearance!" Dong Wu comforted, he had never seen the power of the god of death, but the rumors in the killer world would not be groundless, otherwise the name of the god of death would have long ceased to exist, so there was no doubt about the strength of the god of death. At the same time, he had already buckled a secret weapon in his hand, and as a last resort, he would inevitably take action to fight for a glimmer of life for Black Eagle.

At this time, the Grim Reaper was disdainful of the Black Hawk's attack, not all of them were worth his action, and in his opinion, the kid wearing a cowboy hat in front of him was not worth wasting his energy. However, when he heard Black Hawk's punch, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder on the gloves, which made his eyes shine.

Punching and driving the wind and thunder is not something that everyone can do.

"It's kind of interesting. Death's gaze fell on Black Hawk's gloves, "Hehe, I said, it's all because of this gloves, it's not bad." ”

The Grim Reaper smiled gloomily and covetously, as if the gloves had become his possession, and Black Hawk had become a dead man. It was very unpleasant to be looked down upon like this, and the black eagle scolded his mother in his mouth, and his momentum soared again, and at the same time, the sound of wind and thunder from above the fist was even stronger, and it seemed that the rumbling roar could be heard.

"This is Ge Lao's Ben Lei Boxing, under the effect of this boxing glove, that is, I have to deal with it carefully, otherwise it is very likely to be on the road, but I didn't expect that the strength of Black Eagle has grown recently. Dong Wu looked at the field with a happy face.

"Huh-"

At this time, even the god of death was a little moved, as the sound of thunder became more and more popular, the momentum of the black eagle was rising, and the surrounding space seemed to have formed a wind and thunder field that affected people's emotions and judgments.

Boom!

With a wave of Death's left hand, a short stick appeared in his hand, this short stick was pitch black, only more than half a meter long, but as soon as it appeared, there seemed to be a fishy wind blowing in his face, the fishy wind was disgusting, not only mixed with bloody breath but also seemed to have a strong corpse smell.

"It's Soul Eater!"

Dong Wu was shocked, this weapon had appeared in ancient Chinese history, but he didn't know if it was the handle in the hands of the god of death, it is said that the soul devouring in history came from an ancient underground palace, saying that the underground palace was actually a huge ancient tomb, and there was a huge blood pool in the core area of the underground palace.

It is said that in today's society, hot weapons are rampant, and cold weapons should have withdrawn from the stage a long time ago, but in fact this is not the case, some cold weapons are beyond the scope that science can explain, and this soul devouring is definitely one of them.

"You're worth my shot!"

Death smiled, but the smile was absolutely ill-intentioned, in his opinion, the black eagle he faced was just his prey or a dead man, very casual, the short stick in his hand waved down gently, his movements were very gentle, at the moment of the fall, there was a whining sound from the short stick, in Dong Wu and a few people heard that it was just a simple wind whistling, but the black eagle in the battle circle felt completely different.

The whining sound was completely different from the ordinary wind whistle, but there seemed to be a miserable wail, and those voices came one after another, and the waves were like tides covering up Black Hawk's mind, and in the sound of the wind howling, Black Hawk's heart trembled, and seemed to be in a fantasy.

The Soul Eater attack creates a sound, and the illusion formed through the strange sound is similar to the death overture attack of the Death Scythe of the Grim Reaper, but there is no doubt that the death overture is many times more powerful than the Soul Eater attack.

The Grim Reaper shook his head, Black Hawk's performance was completely unexpected, "That's the end of it!" Death smirked, and the Soul Eater in his hand swung casually towards Black Hawk's head. Under the Soul Eater, Black Hawk's head was nothing more than a watermelon, and the fists had become his own.

Black Eagle fell into a short period of disorientation, but as the boss of Arhat Eleven, his perseverance and heart were far from being comparable to ordinary people, and seeing that he seemed to have fallen into a strange illusion, he bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Break it for me!"

Black Eagle suddenly woke up from the illusion, and with a shock, he swung his fist like a brute beast and slammed directly into the Soul Eater. The power of the Black Eagle was so fierce and swift that under the effect of that fist gauntlet, even the ten-centimeter-thick cement wall was pierced one by one, but when his fist hit the Soul Eater, there was a force that rushed back.

It was a weird feeling, all of the Black Hawk's power seemed to have no effect on the cotton ball, and in fact, the result was even worse, the power that the Black Hawk attacked seemed to have been mysteriously absorbed by the Soul Eater and then turned back.

The powerful power is beyond the imagination of the Black Hawk, under the impact, the Black Hawk's body flew out upside down, and at this time the Grim Reaper fell into anger, originally he thought that he could solve the Black Hawk with one move, who would have thought that the Soul Devouring attack would be dissolved, which made him very dissatisfied.

"Die!"

The Soul Eater has not yet been retracted, and the long scythe in the hand of the Grim Reaper has already slashed towards the body of the Black Eagle, and if it is slashed this time, there will be no Black Eagle in the world.

"Ah, don't-" Du Qianniang shouted in her mouth, and her body pounced, but it was a pity that she was too far away from the black eagle to reach the whip, and Dong Wu was also stunned for a short time at the moment of the soul devouring attack, but she didn't expect this change to be so fast, and she didn't even have time to stimulate the treasure in her hand, and now she missed the opportunity, and regretted it too late.

Seeing that the body of the Black Eagle was about to be slashed by the Scythe of Death, at this moment, there seemed to be a gust of wind passing by, and the Scythe of Death was swept away, and the body of the Black Eagle disappeared, and then appeared three meters away, and there was a well-proportioned young man beside him, and now with a smile on his face, he said: "Black Eagle, your kindness can be regarded as repaid." ”

Black Hawk was so frightened that he hadn't even come to his senses.

At this time, the face of death was extremely ugly, he didn't expect the boiled duck to fly, he looked at the young man gloomily, and said, "Who are you, dare to spoil my good deeds?"

"My favorite thing is the good things of bad people," the man snorted, "I forgot to answer you, I'm sorry, I, Seinfeld!"