Qi Yuan instantly thought of a possibility, that is, this god of death is not without weakness, and the weakness is his body, Qi Yuan has always thought that the god of death is the machine spirit of the book of life and death, but this idea was ruthlessly overturned by Qi Yuan at this moment, this point of view is wrong, Qi Yuan has always been wrong, this person in front of him is not a machine spirit, but a person! A person who happened to get the life and death book is the heir of the god of death, although he relied on the life and death book to suppress the sword spirit of the fire sword, and the spirit bullet was also blocked by the death cloak on his body, but in the face of the violent macnum bullet like this pure scientific and technological product, he was a little cringe.

In an instant, the situation on the field changed again, maintaining the distance between the two, and the M500 with infinite bullets was like a jumping bean under Qi Yuan's deliberate control, although it was said that it could not hurt the god of death, but it could also cause a lot of trouble to it.

As time went by, Qi Yuan even believed that this was a novice, and being proficient in death design at most showed that his intelligence and layout level were very high, but because of this, he had almost no actual combat experience, so it seemed that this god of death was not so invincible except for using the invincible death design, and he was even more relieved to think of this Qi Yuan.

But as time passed, a sense of foreboding came over me, and it seemed to be ......

Secretly pay attention to the surroundings, and the speed of the body is a little faster.

"Quack, go die!" The Grim Reaper, who had been on the defensive, suddenly laughed wildly, and a thick death aura erupted from his body, covering the sky, and at the same time, a scythe tightly grasped by the Grim Reaper in his hand twisted and flew out of it at the same time, and several fierce ghosts roared and rushed towards Qi Yuan.

Facing such an attack, Qi Yuan couldn't help but sneer.

Although he can't exert the power of Nanming's fire sword, this sword still has full lethality to ghosts, and the long sword in his hand shook, and the fire sword emitted a crisp sword sound, and it seemed that there was a red shimmer on the sword body.

"Drink!" snorted, his body did not dodge or dodge, and swept straight towards a powerful ghost led by him, and the long sword in his hand drew a wonderful arc at the same time.

"Ding!" The sound of metal intersecting, and a small scythe appeared in the hand of the powerful ghost at some point, resisting Qi Yuan's fatal blow to the death!

And in Qi Yuan's astonishment, the remaining few powerful ghosts also surrounded Qi Yuan with scythes in their hands.

"Stupid mortal, look where you are still running, obediently become a member of my army of death!haha~!"

In the face of so many enemies, Qi Yuan was silent, the battle just now Qi Yuan clearly felt that he and these powerful ghosts were on par in terms of strength, and even slightly better than him, in the case of heads-up, he only needed a few breaths to kill one, but now being besieged by several powerful ghosts, not only could he not solve any of them, but he felt quite alone.

After all, two fists are invincible to four hands, constantly waving Nanming Lihuo, forming a network of light around to resist attacks from all directions.

If it weren't for these powerful ghosts fighting on their own, I am afraid that they would have been defeated, but even if this is the case, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold out for long, Qi Yuan was secretly anxious in his heart.

You have to rush out! You can't be surrounded and beaten by them.

The figure did not stop, except for some fatal injuries, Qi Yuan could be said to have completely abandoned his defense and went straight to the powerful ghost in front of him.

Only by breaking through their encirclement can we win hope......

"Give up! you can't escape. The Grim Reaper stood arrogantly and didn't have any idea of Qi Yuan's ability to break out of the encirclement, after all, in his eyes, the movement speed of these powerful ghosts was not only faster than Qi Yuan, but also not weaker than Qi Yuan in terms of strength, coupled with the numerical advantage, Qi Yuan had no room for resistance at all, didn't he see that he was already injured at this time? Although it was only some inconsequential minor injuries, but this was the beginning of his defeat.

At this time, Qi Yuan can be said to have exerted light skills and swordsmanship to the extreme, although he broke out of the encirclement, he was still slashed by several sickles, although it was only a few small injuries, but the pain of the wound still made Qi Yuan's eyelids beat uncontrollably.

"Who said I was going to run away. In the face of the refrigerated irony of death, Qi Yuan stabilized his breath, pulled out the sword flowers in his hand, and did not have any fear in the face of these enemies attacking from the front, and with a light shout, the long sword was like a red flower bypassing the barrier of the sickle, and slowly fell on the fierce ghost in front of him.

"Whew~!" A miserable scream came out of the mouth of the powerful ghost of the middle sword, and a trace of crimson fire appeared in the original gray-black translucent body.

It can be seen how much restraint the Nanming Lihuo attached to the body of the Nanming Lihuo Sword has on the ghosts.

Ignoring the scythe wielding wildly wielding the screaming ghost, his body floated and retreated, but intentionally or unintentionally leaned towards the other ghost who was relatively forward, dodged a waist slash, and very decisively slashed several swords in order to achieve the effect of slashing.

With Qi Yuan's decisive move, this unlucky ghost was instantly cut into several pieces, and floated away before the other powerful ghosts beside him could react.

As the number of ghosts summoned by the god of death gradually decreased, Qi Yuan became more comfortable, and after only a few encounters, he killed two again, at this time there were only three of the Grim Reaper legions besieging Qi Yuan, and two of them also lost the ability to fight, and they were burned by Nan Ming.

Seeing this situation, the god of death was also angry, shouting and rushing towards Qi Yuan, but was shot back by Qi Yuan, such a thing had happened in the case of just killing the first god of death servants, because these minions belonged to the ghosts and had no entity, so Qi Yuan's bullets easily passed through these minions and fell on the body of the god of death.

And although this poor god of death is called a god, his body is still a mortal body, and although the robes on his body suppress immortal weapons and defend against spiritual attacks, he is powerless in the face of these ordinary bullets, so he has to wave the scythe of death that has been materialized in his hand to send the bullets away.

However, the Grim Reaper also knew that the remaining minions could no longer kill Qi Yuan, so he simply took these minions back.

I saw bursts of black light from the scythe in the hand of the god of death, and the only three remaining ghosts were quickly sucked back into the scythe.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you. The eyes of the god of death were covered and stared coldly at Qi Yuan, who was full of wounds, although these servants of death were destroyed and repulsed, but at this time Qi Yuan still suffered many small injuries, although these injuries were nothing, but every action still made Qi Yuan frown.

Well, although there is no internal injury, but this external injury is more annoying, because this external injury affects the image problem, the same person, one is ragged and covered in blood, and the other is only a little embarrassed, which one do you think is stronger?

When the god of death summoned back the three minions, Qi Yuan did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but took advantage of a gap to gasp and take out a small pill from the bracelet to restore more than half of the internal force that had been lost.

Although it seems that Qi Yuan did not suffer any damage in the battle just now, Qi Yuan knew that he still suffered a loss, after all, his physical strength is limited, and he can not take pills to supplement it like internal force, although it can be alleviated with internal force, but the relief is only a symptom after all.

I really don't know how to do those protagonists in those novels, it's a big battle for three days and three nights at every turn, don't they consume physical strength? Qi Yuan couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Staring at the Grim Reaper in front of him, even if his physical strength is less than one-third of his heyday, Qi Yuan has no intention of escaping, after all, it can be said that Qi Yuan is in a relatively tired period now, and if the one in front of him launches the death plan again, his survival chance is not much higher than fighting with the Grim Reaper here.

Facing the god of death, Qi Yuan did not take the initiative to attack, but silently recovered the physical exertion just now, and at the same time secretly wondered if he would strengthen his body again after going back.

"Yes, you can kill my guards, but that's all you can do, so you can see the power of death. Death laughed wildly and opened his arms, and the gray-black smoke seemed to be pulled towards Death.

Although Qi Yuan didn't know what the Grim Reaper was going to do, one thing was for sure, no matter what it was about, it wasn't a good thing for him.

After several shots in a row, powerful bullets shot out along the muzzle, but when they came to the Grim Reaper's approach, they slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally slowly stopped in front of the Grim Reaper's eyes.

"What's going on?"

Facing this scene in front of him, Qi Yuan couldn't help but take a step back, and actually blocked it, could it be telekinesis?

This guess was instantly denied by Qi Yuan, if it was telekinesis, why didn't it be used at the beginning? Then only the flowing black mist in front of him remained.

I don't know if Nan Mingli's fire sword can break through these black fogs.

The figure rushed out, and the sword in his hand quickly slashed across the black mist, and the sound of friction and the unusual resistance made Qi Yuan subconsciously frown.

How can this be?

You must know that Nan Ming's fire sword is one of the most ranked weapons in the main god, although it is not as good as those legendary weapons, but no matter how it is, it is also an AA-level immortal weapon, sharpening iron like clay!

However, Qi Yuan was not such an easy person to give up, and he slashed at the gray-black smoke again, while carefully observing the changes in the smoke.

"Shields, energy protection?"

Qi Yuan made a judgment in an instant, this kind of protection is like an eggshell that wraps the god of death inside, and the only way to deal with this kind of shield with endless energy is to destroy the shield in an instant, but ......

Qi Yuan smiled bitterly and glanced at the Nan Mingli Fire Sword in his hand, this time he smashed his own foot.