Chapter 640: Sickle grim reaper

Even though the sickle **** of death had experienced special training, he had never seen such a posture.

With a roar, he almost smashed him into pieces.

Special code, doesn't the information say that this guy only has the cultivation realm of the world realm?

Lao Tzu is a serious second-tier Demon Assassin in the Rotary Realm, with a brilliant record, and even the strongest of the fifth-tier Rotary Realm dare to assassinate!

Facing a small ant in the world of the blood martial clan, he was almost given a loud voice and roared to death. How does this intelligence system do intelligence work?

Is it possible that all the demons who dormant among the blood martial clan eat dry food?

The sickle **** of death spouted a mouthful of old blood, temporarily suppressing the injuries in his body.

If you fail, you will become benevolent!

A faint green light was burning in his eyes.

"War soul, burn!"

Behind the sickle of death, a ghost of an ancient demon gradually emerged.

Battle Soul, this is a special method of the Mozu family.

The fall of the strong of the demons does not mean that they have completely disappeared from the long river of history.

Some well-known existences among the demons can use some peculiar magical secret techniques to preserve their souls and merge the bodies of offspring to form a peculiar existence called war souls.

In the battle spirit, part of the battle power of the strong demon clan was retained.

Then they can use the power of qi and blood in their backs to warm their souls and keep their souls fresh and vigorous.

At the same time, the battle spirit also fed back part of his combat power to his younger generations.

But this seems to be a win-win situation. In fact, the carrier of warming up the fighting spirit has suffered the most.

Because the battle spirit is powerful, but the vitality that needs to be consumed is also quite powerful.

Warming a war soul will shorten the lifespan of the demons by almost half.

Moreover, the battle soul awakens and regains the consciousness of the previous life. It is very likely that it will take away the flesh and blood of the war soul, resurrect the soul with the corpse, and occupy the magpie nest.

Therefore, in the Mozu, only some desperadoes who pursue the ultimate power will choose to become the carrier of the battle soul.

And this sickle **** of death is precisely this so-called desperado!

The battle spirit emerged and his body swelled immediately.

It turned into a phantom with a height of one hundred meters, covered with dense scales!

Fang Yue didn't know what kind of demons this battle spirit was from before his death, but looking at his size, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

I wanted to crush an ant, but a dinosaur came out.

You mmp.

This is a true portrayal of Fang Yue's emotions!

"Humble creatures, I grant you a great death!"

The voice of the Demon Race's battle soul was magnificent, as if it could arouse the resonance of heaven.

The voice fell.

Fang Yue's house completely collapsed and turned into countless stone chips flying.

The battle soul has extremely high requirements for the level of the soul. At least it must reach the level of the Yin and Yang realm before death, before it can be tempered by various special secret methods after death and turn into an immortal battle soul!

"Who dares to make trouble on Qianyue Mountain!"

The stone house collapsed.

Immediately aroused the vigilance of the strong on Qianyue Mountain.

Haven't waited for others to arrive.

Zhang Kui had already made a bold move, with one hand down, pressing down the magical shadow of a height of one hundred meters.

Scythe Reaper's eyes widened, almost falling out of his eye sockets.

What base did he meet?

The self-raised fighting spirit knows it by himself.

Although the Sickle Reaper is not good at fighting, his battle spirit is a good guy with leverage!

This is a battle soul that he carefully selected after the death of a powerful Demon clan who was at the peak of the Yin and Yang realm during his lifetime. Every time he goes to war, he will consume his hundred years of life.

But the combat power that the battle spirit exerts is quite amazing, and it's worth the money!

The battle spirit awakened part of the fighting consciousness during his lifetime, at least 70% of the combat power at the peak of his lifetime.

Don't underestimate this 70% combat power.

At least it's no big problem to overpower the ordinary 7th or 8th layer of Yin Yang Realm!

But it was such a battle spirit that was almost invincible in his cognition, but was suppressed by one hand.

How could there be a powerhouse of this level on Qianyue Mountain.

The good ones are at most only the blood martial generals of the fourth and fifth layers of the Yin-Yang realm.

What are the spies who dormant in the blood realm doing?

Wouldn't it be that the brain crashed by eating too much puffed food?

There were lingering resentments in the heart of the sickle death god.

No matter how deep the resentment of the sickle **** of death was, it disappeared with the wind as the battle spirit was suppressed!

The battle spirit is over.

What else can he struggle with?

The sickle **** of death was pale, about to break into the sea, commit suicide and apologize.

Fang Yue's finger gently tapped, hitting the center of the eyebrow of Death God with the sickle.

The sickle of death, the seal between the eyebrows, the eyes are hollow and godless, as if he has lost all his will.

Soul seal!

This is a new skill that Fang Yue got from "Soul Truth"!

With the power of divine mind, it turns into an immortal cage, unless the sickle **** of death can surpass Fang Yue's soul level, otherwise, his soul will be sealed forever, unable to make any movements!

"This war spirit, I laughed at it!"

Zhang Kui's voice fell to Fang Yue's ear.

He didn't know when he had already reached Fang Yue's side.

In such a long time, he has elevated the flesh shell to the peak level of the Yin-Yang realm, and his master-level combat power can barely play a bit.

In Zhang Kui's hand, there was also a demon soul that was sealed to the size of a baby's thumb, struggling wildly.

This is that Dao Demon war soul.

In the eyes of the sickle death **** may be the supreme powerhouse.

In Zhang Kui's eyes, it was just a delicious piece of food.

Zhang Kui, although he has succeeded in seizing the house, his essence is still a master-level ghost!

If this battle soul is a flesh and blood body, perhaps there is still the power to fight Zhang Kui.

And his essence is the soul, in front of Zhang Kui, there is no room for struggle!

An elite assassin dispatched by the demons just died.

There was even a war spirit of Yin and Yang level that fell, causing heavy losses to the demons.

Soon, a group of people came to Qianyue Mountain.

The news of Fang Yue's assassination had spread to the world where the Blood Martial Academy was located.

Special law enforcement officers from the blood world came and were responsible for interrogating the assassins of the Demon Race.

The sickle death was taken away.

The result was not unexpected.

The next day, the sickle **** of death died in the interrogation room, the cause of death was poisoning!

"How many demon spies are there in the blood world!"

Zhang Side is furious!

His identity in the blood realm is an out-and-out big boss, responsible for the safety of the blood realm.

The infiltration of the Demon Race has already touched the safety line of the blood world, so he did not hesitate to let Fang Yue misunderstand, but also took the opportunity to seduce the spies of the Demon Race dormant in the blood world, let them kill Fang Yue, and then use the plan. , Lead the snake out of the hole.

However, Fang Yue did a good job, he sealed the soul of the assassin of the Demon Race! And the assassin of the demon race was actually poisoned in the interrogation room of the blood world.

This is simply naked. Beat him in the old face again!

"Teacher, Fang Yue, please see you!"

Wang Xuena opened the door and said respectfully to Zhang Side.

Since Wang Xuena was promoted to a saint, her status has risen sharply in the blood world.

And Zhang Side took her more seriously, and even the door of Zhang Side's office, Wang Xuena could come in uninvited.

"Fang Yue? What is he here for? See my jokes?"

Zhang Side's mood fluctuates greatly.

The death of the sickle **** of death in the interrogation room was a shame that was hard to wash.

"Fang Yue shouldn't be that kind of person! When he comes at this time, he must have something important to report to the teacher!"

Wang Xuena defended Fang Yue.

She has a deeper understanding of Fang Yue than Zhang Side.

"Well, let him in! After all, this death sickle was caught by him, and now he died in the interrogation room. I also need to give him an explanation!"

Zhang Side took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Fang Yue came in.

Straight to the point.

"Zhang Side, I have a document here, don't you know if you want it?"

When Fang Yue spoke, Zhang Side was stunned.

"I am your master!"

Zhang Side bit the word Shizu very hard.

Since he became a saint, he has never been called by his name by a junior.

Fang Yue sneered: "A master who uses me as a bait, don't worry!"

Fang Yue had seen through Zhang Side's plan a long time ago, although he considered it from the perspective of ethnic justice.

There is nothing wrong with what Zhang Side did.

But Fang Yue was still brooding about this matter.

The righteousness of your mother's blood world is a matter of human tribe.

This time, fortunately, Zhang Kui was there to help.

Otherwise, the sickle of death will strike me, and I need to spend some hole cards to kill him.

Zhang Side felt ashamed and stopped talking.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xuena persuaded: "Fang Yue, don't do this, the teacher is forced to do so, I hope you can forgive me!"

Fang Yue did not move, and did not listen to Wang Xuena's advice.

The moral kidnapping of things that Fang Yue bore the most when he was on earth.

What dedication is important to the overall situation.

Special code, you talk about dedication, why don't you give yourself, but let me give and sacrifice myself.

Zhang Side slowly said, "Xue Na, what happened this time is indeed my negligence!"

Zhang Side bowed his head and admitted his mistake, full of sincerity.

Fang Yue snorted coldly: "Don't think that I will forgive you if you apologize! If you really have something good or bad, you are probably burning paper at the grave!"

Fang Yue is a careful eye, and will not show generosity in matters like life and death.

"Fang Yue, don't go too far. The teacher is forced to do this, because he is considering the overall situation of the blood world!"

When it comes to this, Wang Xuena is a little oversight.

Putting yourself in the situation, it was not easy for her teacher Zhang Side to make this decision! Fang Yue coldly snorted: "Considering the overall situation of the blood world? It's really a tall statement! But in the end, I risked my life and sent the spy to your hands. What happened during your interrogation? You might even have that. The demon spies have not seen the face, they have been killed in

It's in the interrogation room! "

Fang Yue sneered. He was very dissatisfied with this incident, and wanted to make these big brothers remember by this way of making a fuss.

Some things are not as simple as they thought!

The chess player may not be exhaustive.

Problems and loopholes often appear where they are most assured. Zhang Side sighed softly: "The extent to which the blood world is infiltrated by the demons is indeed terrifying that I never imagined! In the interrogation room, the assassin will be poisoned, and my heart is full of shock about this!"