Chapter 192: Holy Hand Hua Tuo, the God of Death retreats
The God of Death looked at the young man behind him who was talking to him in the form of his soul in astonishment.
"God Shura!"
His eyes widened in disbelief.
But only God Shura can cheat death and leave the body in the form of a soul.
The young man in front of me is clearly the Shura God!
[Shura Forbidden Technique·Half-dead Fake Sleep]!
Using the power of Shura to cheat death, he entered a state of semi-death and his soul left his body.
Once God Shura encounters a huge injury, he will use this magical technique to fall asleep, giving his body time to recover and cheating death.
At this time, Lin Fan used the half-death feigning sleep in order to be able to see the God of Death!
"Death is indeed irreversible."
"But I want to take away the souls of the wounded from my Daxia, and the soul of the chief physician of Daxia who has saved more than 80,000 people."
"I, Lin Fan, do not agree!"
The rolling Shura divine power surges and roars.
Lin Fan held the Shura Knife tightly with both hands. This was his first battle with the God of Death since his return!
The God of Death frowned at Lin Fan, and while putting the souls he harvested this time into his arms, he chuckled and said, "God Shura... you have just become a god. With this strength, do you dare to be an enemy of the God of Death?"
"Haha, aren't you just a walking death god who just took office?"
Lin Fan smiled coldly.
The skull face of the God of Death was suddenly startled!
How could this young man tell at a glance that he was just a walking death god who had just taken office?
As one of the three hidden temples, the Temple of Death is completely unknown to even most of the gods in the God Realm. How could this young man know about the Walking Death?
"Doubt it."
"Because I have killed your Death God!"
"Daxia will be an immortal forbidden area that you are afraid of!"
The Green Dragon Sword in Lin Fan's hand buzzed and vibrated, and the dark Shura divine power jumped and burned.
"Buzz!"
With one slash, Lin Fan's entire figure merged with the light of the sword, like a black dragon, rushing towards the God of Death!
"Dang!"
The god of death suddenly raised his sickle and tried to block it, but was knocked back three steps by the sword!
The Walking God of Death itself is only the lowest level of Death in the Temple of Death.
And he had just taken office, and his strength was only level three!
The key is.
Shura's divine power is the only divine power that can cheat death.
In other words, essentially, the power of Shura is superior to the power of death!
"How come there is a Shura God in this plane..." The God of Death looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.
But then, it laughed ferociously.
The sickle in his hand was as black as ink, and the soul-stirring power of death filled the air from the sickle.
"You are right, I am just the God of Death who has just taken office." The God of Death said softly, "But the Death Scythe is the manifestation of the rules of death."
"I act in obedience to my destined death."
"The people I want to take away are all destined to die."
"You are an enemy of me, and you are an enemy of the rules of death."
The death sickle suddenly surged!
The aura of the God of Death continued to rise. At this moment, the rules of death became his boost.
Life or death is doomed!
No one can change it!
unless……
"It would be great if the monkey with the stick was here." Lin Fan frowned slightly, remembering the monkey in the memory who once fought with him against the Temple of Death, wearing a bloody cloak.
That monkey is not in the Three Realms and jumps out of the Five Elements.
But now, it hasn't woken up yet!
"boom!"
That sickle, spanning life and death, suddenly hooked towards Lin Fan!
Lin Fan also slashed away with his sword!
"boom!"
Lin Fan's figure suddenly retreated back, and the soul of the Shura Sword in his hand faintly shattered, letting out bursts of wailing!
Lin Fan's soul body dimmed at this moment, as if it would disappear at any time.
At the same time, Lin Fan's body, which was standing motionless in front of the operating room door with his eyes closed, shook violently and twitched, and bright red blood flowed from his mouth, nose and eyes.
Death rules!
Although the Shura God's vocation is powerful, it is not yet strong enough to face the rules of death!
Lin Fan is too weak now!
"This time, I want you to die!"
The god of death suddenly raised his sickle and struck Lin Fan's soul again!
Looking at the sickle carrying the divine power of death, Lin Fan's face turned ugly, but he still held the Shura knife tightly: "Come!"
Fight death alone!
One knife and one sickle, colliding away!
"boom!"
The sickle slammed into Lin Fan's body, directly piercing Lin Fan's soul and hooking his soul!
"How dare you start a war with me with just one person?" Death sneered.
But the next moment.
"Who said he was alone?"
"Damn it, if you dare to touch our commander-in-chief, fuck him!"
"Get him!"
Voices suddenly sounded from all directions.
I saw tens of thousands of souls, gearing up and rushing in from all directions.
That's the seriously injured dying person in every operating room!
The God of Death was stunned for a moment, then said with a ferocious smile: "I am the God of Death..."
"The God of Death is amazing!"
"Snapped!"
A soul in military uniform walked over without saying a word, slapped him in the face, turned around and said, "Brothers, beat him up!"
The souls rushed forward!
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"boom!"
"How many gods of death are there? You can take me away, but do you know who he is!"
"How dare you take away our Commander Lin!"
"Fuck him!"
The souls of the tens of thousands of seriously injured people who were supposed to be harvested by the God of Death were actually directly suppressed by the God of Death and brutally tortured them!
The God of Death was dumbfounded for a moment. He usually harvested souls very smoothly. As long as he stretched out his hand, the souls would follow him voluntarily.
But how come these humans dare to beat even the God of Death!
This land is too crazy. I am the god of death. I just came here and got three big mouths in one second!
"Fuck him!"
The souls of Daxia soldiers roared loudly.
To be honest, if they died of old age, or died of illness or violence, they would have left the God of Death.
but.
Daxia needs them now!
We need a commander-in-chief even more!
Daxia is still in danger now!
How could they leave!
Fuck him!
A group of strong and powerful souls pressed down on the God of Death who came to seek the soul, and rubbed madly!
"enough!"
The power of death suddenly spread out, and the terrifying sickle surged again, sweeping towards the tens of thousands of souls.
"You human ants, you dare to be the enemy of death!"
next moment.
but.
At the moment when this sickle was about to take away the souls of these seriously wounded soldiers, it would also take away Lin Fan's soul completely.
"boom!!"
The golden light exploded.
A figure appeared under the sickle.
"enough."
he whispered.
At the same time, in the Daxia Museum, a bundle of books stained with mud and almost rotten released a majestic light and shone brightly!
That bundle of books is called "Hua Tuo Acupuncture Sutra"!
The golden figure was particularly weak because he was forcibly awakened from his deep sleep.
The slightly stooped figure looked a little thin, but it was this soul that stood in front of all the seriously injured people facing the sickle raised by the god of death.
"boom!"
The sickle crashed down.
The dark divine power of death surged in like an ocean!
But at the moment when the sickle was about to strike the thin soul, a golden wheel suddenly appeared above the soul!
Golden Wheel of Merit!
But unlike the chief physician of Daxia, the golden wheel of merit in this soul is like a golden sun, dazzling and boundless!
"boom!"
Before the death sickle fell, the moment the golden wheel appeared, the rolling power of death immediately retreated. The death god was actually forced back a hundred meters by the golden light!
"You..." The god of death widened his eyes in disbelief: "Who are you!"
This golden wheel of merit is simply terrifying!
How many people has this guy saved from death?
With this kind of merit, even the God of Death would retreat when he saw him! It can even shake the rules of death!
The old soul carrying countless merits stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the God of Death in front of him and said softly: "Holy hands, Hua Tuo."
