As time passed, the two of them fought for an unknown distance. White Death became more and more anxious, and the killer's calmness gradually disappeared under the constant pursuit and torture.
Killers are human too.
He is the so-called God of Death, but he is not the real God of Death.
No one can truly feel calm under the threat of death, not to mention that he is like a trapped animal. No matter what means of escape he uses, he cannot escape from Long Xiaoshan.
And the trump cards he has are becoming less and less used.
Coupled with the constant loss of mana, the White Death God almost missed Long Xiaoshan's fatal attack several times, bang!
He was finally rubbed by Long Xiaoshan's fist, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and rolled out of the void. When Long Xiaoshan followed closely with his second punch, the White Death bit his tongue hard, and the essence and blood exploded, turning into a bloody shield.
open.
At this time, he transformed into blood and escaped, but even the speed of blood escape was still not as fast as Long Xiaoshan's transformation into light.
As his condition declined, he was struck by Long Xiaoshan's attacks from time to time.
The attack that contains the avenue of killing will drain the White Death God's vitality as long as it is rubbed. After several attacks, the White Death God has become more and more embarrassed, with disheveled hair, and even a corner of the mask was broken by Long Xiaoshan, revealing a round face.
The face of a young man even has a touch of childishness.
From the outside, there is no way to associate it with the terrifying White Death.
But Long Xiaoshan never judges people by their appearance.
His consistent philosophy is to eradicate those who threaten him.
During this pursuit, he has grasped a trace of the laws of the White Death God's movements, not to mention that the White Death God's current state is no longer good. A flash of light burst out from Long Xiaoshan's eyes, the light wings behind him vibrated extremely fast, his body spiraled and the void twisted.
, an invisible suction force pulled the White Death God, a ray of light flashed across, and half of the White Death God's body exploded with a bang.
He screamed, his body rolled out, and he screamed: "On the fourth night, I know you are here, save me, and I will give you the map of the Evil Emperor's Tomb that you want."
Buzz!
The dazzling white light transformed by Long Xiaoshan in the void came again, with unparalleled sharpness, it was about to crush the White Death. Suddenly, the space in front of Long Xiaoshan was distorted, as if it had turned into a black hole. He passed through it, and White Death
Death has disappeared.
Long Xiaoshan immediately stood firm, the light in his eyes soaring.
boom!
Invisible golden ripples swept through, breaking through all the darkness in the void, and the light returned to his eyes. He immediately saw a man in a silver mask in the distance, holding the remains of the White Death in his hand.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan break through his space illusion so quickly, the silver masked man's eyes moved slightly.
Long Xiaoshan doesn't care who the opponent is, as long as it hinders him, he is an enemy.
He stepped out violently, the Void Avenue roared, Long Xiaoshan was shrouded in divine light, like the Immortal King Lingchen, pressing down with a palm, suppressing domineeringly, the space where the silver masked man was quickly collapsed, and the terrifying turbulence of the avenue raged.
The body of the man in the silver mask kept twisting, as if he were the person in the mirror. In the terrifying turbulence of the avenue, he managed to escape without any damage. It seemed that he felt the threat of Long Xiaoshan. His body flashed and he was about to escape from the void.
"Where to go!"
Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly, and the dual avenue realm was released. At the same time, the ancient trees of chaos also opened up, filling the sky, sealing the void. The man in the silver mask was originally at home in the void, and the void was like an ocean, but in the blink of an eye, this ocean
It became a quagmire.
The face of the man in the silver mask changed slightly.
The sense of oppression given to him by Long Xiaoshan was so strong, no wonder he killed him so miserably on the sixth night.
At this time, it is very difficult to escape just by relying on physical skills.
The man in the silver mask raised his hand, and a sword light as thin as a cicada's wing passed through the void. The sword light was like a butcher unloading an ox, cutting through Long Xiaoshan's avenue area and slashing towards Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan raised his hand to grab it, and when the sword light touched his palm, it slipped through his palm like a loach and stabbed directly between his eyebrows.
Long Xiaoshan activates the green-scaled sky armor.
The green light flowing between the eyebrows blocked the intrusion of the sword light.
"The best heavenly armor?"
The man in the silver mask focused his gaze, and immediately, he waved the cicada-wing sword in his hand. In an instant, the world was enveloped by countless sword energy. The sword energy was like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, covering Longxiao Mountain for thousands of miles.
These sword qi were extremely slippery. Although Long Xiaoshan was able to block it with the help of the Jade Scale Sky Armor, these sword qi continued to penetrate into the weak points of Long Xiaoshan's body defense. Long Xiaoshan had never seen such a disgusting sword technique.
But disgusting is disgusting, and the power of this sword technique cannot be underestimated. I am afraid that Tianjun in the middle stage of Nascent Soul will be tortured to death if he falls into it.
The man in the silver mask knew that it would be difficult for him to trap Long Xiaoshan.
The other party had the best Heavenly Armor, but he had no intention of fighting to the death with Long Xiaoshan. As long as he trapped the other party, the silver masked man used his sword with one hand and said coldly: "Sixth Night, I have trapped him now, you should
Let’s fulfill our promise.”
The White Death God was seriously injured and half of his body was gone. However, it was not impossible for Tianjun to recover. He also knew the situation at this time and nodded: "Okay, I'll give it to you."
As he spoke, his only hand took out an ancient leather scroll from the ring, with mottled breath on it.
The silver masked man's eyes were slightly happy.
He had long coveted Lao Liu's map of the Evil Emperor's Tomb. With it, he almost had it all together, and he raised his hand to grab it.
Suddenly, his expression changed.
I saw a ray of starlight suddenly exploded in the thousands of sword energy, a star-like spear light, sweeping across the sky. At that moment, it seemed that the stars all over the sky were attracted, and the invisible star power hung down from the sky and merged into the sky.
In the starlight and gun light.
The terrifying gun light was accompanied by an extremely tragic roar.
The man in the silver mask felt that his life was hanging by a thread. At the moment of life and death, he couldn't care about others. He shouted loudly and penetrated the void, leaving only the sixth night who was still frozen in place, watching the spear blazing.
to the eyes.
Not to mention his current state of serious injury, even in his prime, he would definitely die in the face of this shot.
Bah!
The gun flashed across without any earth-shattering sound.
But Sixth Night's body suddenly decomposed into countless starlight particles and dissipated in the wind.
After the starlight crossed a thousand miles, it stopped, and the figure of Long Xiaoshan emerged.
He was seen holding a long spear with bright starlight in his hand, standing in the sky. The stars in the sky seemed to be centered on him, shining brightly. He gently turned the star spear in his hand.
This top-quality heavenly treasure left by Xuanming Tianjun is indeed infinitely powerful. In terms of lethality and degree of adaptability to him, it has even surpassed the divine treasure Tianbuding Cauldron.
After all, the Butian Cauldron is a medicinal cauldron, and attacking is not its strong point.
Long Xiaoshan's other hand was holding the ancient leather scroll in the White Death's hand. The material of this leather scroll was unknown, but it was not damaged by the terrible attack just now, and fell into Long Xiaoshan's hand.
