Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a calm smile.
He had long noticed that there was another person hiding in the dark. The reason why the four Mandalas could survive until now was that Lin Fan wanted to lure out the person in the dark.
Otherwise, with Lin Fan's spiritual cultivation, even if the four men of Mandala are stronger than others, they will definitely not survive for a second under his spiritual storm.
Lin Fan was just worried that he would kill these four people in seconds too quickly and would scare away the hidden people in the dark. At that time, even he might not be able to keep that person, so Lin Fan deliberately kept one move and did not do his best.
, it was to make the man in the secret misjudged his strength and think that this was Lin Fan's limit. In this way, he would not flee without fighting, and would even take the initiative to attack!
And as long as he dares to take action, he will be nowhere near death.
There is no doubt that Lin Fan’s idea is correct.
The God of Death was shocked to see Lin Fan killing several SS-level powerful men in seconds, but then he saw that the four Mandala were still insisting, which led him to conclude that Lin Fan's strength was indeed
Very strong, but not invincible. He must have consumed a lot of money when he took action just now, and now he is unable to launch the strongest attack on the four men of Mandala.
Thinking of this, the God of Death had a wrong estimate of Lin Fan's strength. He believed that Lin Fan's peak strength should be almost the same as his. Now he has consumed a lot of true energy and must be no match for him!
This time is the best time to kill Lin Fan!
Death is also a decisive person. After understanding these things, he no longer hesitated and took action decisively.
...
"Swish!"
Lin Fan did not even look at the black light shot at him, but just waved his hand casually, and saw a golden small sword shooting out from his fingers and shot towards him facing the black light.
The golden sword is faster, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as fast as lightning.
The black light and the golden sword collided in an instant, but the scene was surprisingly quiet, with neither a blast nor a dazzling light.
However, the black light was defeated at the moment of contact and dissipated directly into the air. After the golden sword defeated the black light, it continued to move upwards and penetrated into the thick clouds, piercing the clouds into a hole, as if it was to make the sky.
A hole came out.
The god of death looked shocked, surprised by the attack power that Lin Fan burst out in this instant, but the attack remained unchanged. He held the blood sickle in both hands, swung a semicircle, and brought up an arc of bloody edge, cutting the space, and heading towards Lin Fan's neck.
Killed over.
Judging from this attitude, I wanted to behead Lin Fan directly.
"Reaper!"
The god of death shouted softly, and the black fog around his body instantly swelled, dyeing the large area of space around him as black as ink.
Under the cover of the skyrocketing black fog, the body of the Death God was hidden in it. Only the blood-colored sharp edge was seen, flashing with a bloodthirsty light, which was particularly obvious under the dark night sky.
The people on the boat below all raised their heads and looked at the terrifying blood light that seemed to be cutting the sky, and instinctively felt a sense of fear.
This is the God of Death's fame skill and his ultimate skill.
I don’t know how many strong people died under the harvest of the God of Death, and their bodies and heads were separated. Today, the God of Death was about to use this move to kill another person.
"Reaping the God of Death? Even if the God of Death is really here, I, Lin Fan, will kill him under the sword!"
Lin Fan had a sarcasm on his face, and the ring on his right hand flashed slightly, and then an exaggerated giant sword appeared on his right hand.
As soon as the demon's fierce power appeared, the red light flashed instantly, and the sword body seemed to have completely turned red.
The red light was swallowing and spitting, and a strange light flashed in the dark night.
A surging demonic aura rose up.
Immediately, Lin Fan held the sword in his right hand and picked it up simply and directly.
"Swish!"
A terrifying sword energy that was dozens of meters long shot out from the demon's fierce sword tip, and shot out vertically with endless power.
The next moment.
"boom!"
The bloody sword energy collided fiercely with the blood sickle of the god of death.
One horizontally and one vertically, crossing each other, colliding in the air.
The moment he came into contact, the face of Death changed, and a hint of fear climbed up to his cheek.
It was not until the real fight that the God of Death could truly feel how strong Lin Fan was, which made him deeply realize that he had miscalculated Lin Fan's strength.
This is the only mistake that Death made.
And this will be his last mistake.
Because the price of this mistake is the life of the god of death!
"Clang!"
A nearly inaudible break sounded.
The blood sickle at the level of the God of Death's holy weapon was actually cut by the blood-colored sword energy!
The crack was very small, less than ten centimeters, which seemed insignificant on the huge blood sickle, but it still changed the face of the Death God.
Because he felt that his blood sickle had been destroyed.
You should know that the Blood Scythe is a real magical weapon, that is, a spiritual weapon, which is the highest quality weapon in the world. With this Blood Scythe, the God of Death has the confidence to face the world's top powerhouses, such as the Pope of Light and the President of the Dark Council.
No one can be at a disadvantage.
But now, the blood sickle is actually cracked.
This crack also means that the Blood Scythe is no longer a magical weapon. It can only be regarded as a damaged magical weapon at best. In terms of power, it may be worse than an ordinary holy weapon.
"asshole!"
The God of Death's face was extremely difficult to see, and his voice was low and hoarse and cursed.
The sound was like a fingernail slashing across the glass, making people feel goosebumps.
As soon as the words finished, another breaking sound rang out.
Immediately afterwards, there were continuous sounds.
A crack like a spider web appeared on the blood sickle!
Not only did the long shank crack, but even the blood-colored sickle blade had cracks.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the blood sickle exploded and turned into countless pieces, splashing in all directions, towards the sky and the ground.
The black sleeves of the god of death were all blown into pieces due to the explosion of the blood sickle.
The two arms of the god of death were revealed.
Those two arms are neither yellow nor white nor black. In short, it is not any human skin color, but a strange blue color.
The arms of the god of death were all blue, looking like a monster, and were very thin, completely skinny, and there was no sign of flesh.
Outsiders think that a powerful and powerful existence like the God of Death must be strong and burly. No one expected that under the loose and domineering black cloak, the God of Death's body would be so thin.
The ten nails on the hands of Death were all red, red and purple, red and black, and the nails were very long.
At this moment, his hands were already blew up from the blood sickle's explosion.
The blood sickle was destroyed, and the demon's fierce blood-colored sword energy continued to slash towards the body of the god of death.
The hairs on the body of Death stood up at this moment, and the shadow of death completely enveloped him.