Wangchuan is the knife that controls life and death.

The sword technique is called "Huangquandu".

There are eight styles in total, each one is sharp and weird, and the sword is fatal.

Those who practice to the greatest extent will become Shura, and all ghosts and gods will be killed.

Simmons' weapon was a scythe, and he had to distance himself from Lin Tianxiang. This was exactly what Lin Tianxiang thought.

"Naihe on the Naihe Bridge." Lin Tianxiang stepped forward with his right foot, leaned forward, and as the poem in his mouth turned into blood mist, he stabbed Simmons at a long distance.

The sting attack speed is extremely fast, even surpassing the bullet. If it were ordinary people who had not reacted, they would become ghosts under the knife.

bite--!

Simmons' grip was horizontally in front of him, barely blocking it.

But, this first move has just begun.

Lin Tianxiang took advantage of the long handle of the sickle and kicked violently. He jumped above his head, waved Wangchuan and launched a rotating slash below.

Two sword auras swept across both sides of Simmons' cheeks. Simmons could feel that if he had not avoided it, both sides of him would have disappeared. While thinking about this, he instinctively took a step back.

Bang!

There was no chance to breathe, as Lin Tianxiang landed, Wangchuan slashed on the ground, the earthquake cracked and the sand and stones flew away. Even people and monsters outside the battle could hear the wailing of evil ghosts in their ears.

Just the first move has left the crow hunter with no room for counterattack.

"It's just a warm-up, Simmons."

"Don't be too proud, stinky brat."

Simmons snorted coldly, and the huge arcane energy under the feather cloak burst out instantly. Hundreds of thunder powers attacked like silver snakes. Each thunder and lightning contained enough power to evaporate instantly. He felt that it was not enough, so he took out an ancient flintlock rifle from his coat and fired six shots in a row.

Lin Tianxiang, who did not turn on the "pseudo-god", would be either dead or dead as long as he was hit. However, he did not choose to dodge, and applied his sword technique to the extreme, then cut out a hundred sword auras and headed towards him.

The lightning was dispersed by the sword energy, and the bullet was cut in half by Wangchuan.

"It's not over yet!"

——The bell suddenly rang.

The sun, which finally escaped from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ending Formation, was once again covered by darkness.

But this time it was not the dark clouds that blocked the sun, but the darkness, like a crow that was approaching the army.

Countless crows gathered like storms, and Simmons was like the center of the storm. Wherever the crows flew, whether it was weeds or steel and concrete, they all disappeared in an instant.

People outside the battlefield choose to retreat ten meters at the same time.

One of the strongest forbidden techniques of the crow hunter Simmons, "The Song of Death and the Crow's Burial"

The evening bell of hell rang, and the moment when the crows were flying all over the sky, all the only things left behind were white bones everywhere.

"Simmons' move...if it was yours, can you stop it?" Yang Wenlong suddenly turned around and asked a question.

Sun Buping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought for a moment, "barely."

The same answers were almost the same for others.

Forbidden spell magic, with frontal defense, it is really difficult to resist with the body of a mortal. Although no one will be so stupid that he is just going to be head-on, as Yang Wenlong asked, what if he can only resist head-on?

I will definitely survive. No S-class agent is the master of the fire and fire. I feel embarrassed to go out to carry out the mission without one or two ways to save my life.

Even if they are facing the forbidden spell of the old hunter Simmons, they still have the confidence to endure it. But what will happen after enduring depends on whether there is a chance to counterattack or whether Simmons's mind will get hot and let them live.

"Boss, are we going to save Lin Tianxiang?" asked a woman wearing glasses.

"My dear secretary, why do you use them to measure Lin Tianxiang?" Yang Wenlong looked at his assistant with a "still too young" expression. "You may be very dissatisfied, but in fact, Lin Tianxiang is stronger than you in his current state. What's more, even if Lin Tianxiang can't beat him, there is our ace around him."

Lola, who had a sharp ear, immediately became interested, "Ace? Are you referring to the girl who even I am attracted by beauty?" Yan Yurou's beauty is something that both men and women take. Even Lola had the idea of ​​"wanting to get her" for a moment.

Just as they were chatting, Lin Tianxiang took action.

I saw him gently lift his left hand and stretch out his index finger.

"I want to go back again? Or is it accelerated?" Simmons looked disdainfully and strode forward. "If I'm not wrong, you can only use that ability once, right?"

"You are right." Lin Tianxiang admitted without hesitation, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more fierce, "But who told you that I only know that move?"

Simmons paused for a second.

At this moment, the power of time poured down from his fingertips. Under Lin Tianxiang's control, the invisible time turned into a storm that teared everything and swept across the entire area. Even the waiters outside the battlefield were affected. Those with a weaker strength were instantly shattered.

“Disappear at the end of time!”

This is a time storm with a larger scale and more terrifying power than the hurricane formed by the gathering of crows. Simmons, who was in this storm, was like tearing apart, and his blood was surging lightly. He also felt his vitality was passing rapidly.

No one in the world can withstand the ruthless destruction of time.

In just a few seconds, the crows in the sky were not even left with bones in the storm of time.

The Crow Hunter is worthy of being one of the oldest hunters, and even if time is destroyed, it still cannot completely erase him. This old hunter who has lived for hundreds of years has felt the ruthlessness of time for the first time.

He stood up persistently, straightened his chest, the sickle in his hand became particularly heavy, and his trembling hands were telling himself that the oil lamp had gradually dried up.

"The winner is decided." Lin Tianxiang gently swung the blood on the blade and declared the end of the showdown in a cold and ruthless voice. "Master Dean, take him away. Your Demon Hunting Church owe me a favor this time."

"It's obviously you who insisted on intervening..." Charles muttered in a low voice, his face full of resentment.

The Owl Hunter didn't say much, took out the anti-magic alchemy lock from his pocket and went forward to tie Simmons up.

However, at this moment, Simmons was like a rebirth, and his huge magic began to condense again. Dean responded quickly and quickly retreated, blocking his disciples.

"Hahaha... it's not over yet...boy!" The magic power emitted by Simmons is far more terrifying than before. "No one can prevent me from pursuing the truth! Even God must die!"

His body was gradually shrouded by dazzling white light, and the light gradually spread out. Even the spectators who were a hundred meters away were blocked by the dazzling white light.

"It's really troublesome." Lin Tianxiang shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't know what spell this guy planned to use, he wouldn't stand stupidly waiting for him to release it. He pointed: "Stand quietly in eternal time!"

Simmons' time stopped.

He is still in the state of casting magic, but because this magic must remain chanting, the magic is interrupted when he is still.

Everything is calm.

Even the others were silent.

Lin Tianxiang turned around calmly, "Now, you owe me two favors."

...

Not far away, as the battle was approaching, the guests began to move. After Dean grabbed Simmons, he took people away in an orderly manner. Once these guys who were regarded as the biggest threat left, even Lin Tianxiang and Guixian were not afraid.

No matter how capable the other four people are, can they still fight against their 100 people?

What's more, they can't sense the existence of the power of time, which means that Lin Tianxiang's ability can no longer be used. Without superpowers, no matter how high martial arts are, they will be just a mortal.

Here, except for the psychics, they are either werewolf vampires, Japanese shadow warriors or Western magicians and witches. In short, there are really few guys here who can be called ordinary people.

"Since the appetizer is finished, I should exercise my muscles and bones..." Lola gently put down the teacup, snapped her fingers, and the tea set disappeared instantly. Her eyes slowly looked at the gate of the Wang family forbidden area, and her bloody eyes flashed with red light.

"People, please cheer up, don't let these bed bugs sleeping in the coffin take the lead!" Bieles also raised his spirits and issued an order to his subordinates.

Yang Wenlong ordered a retreat, so that everyone could be dispersed and maintained the barrier to prevent ordinary people from noticed it. Of course, he would not help, because his task was to maintain the order he should have and maintain neutrality was what he should do.

What's more, Lin Tianxiang didn't need help at all.

He is not alone.

"Feel sorry."

Just as the two forces were about to kill them down the mountain, a black and straight girl appeared in front of them without anyone noticing. She turned her back to everyone, and held an ancient big sword emitting an ominous aura in her right hand.

"You are..." Lola frowned and also took out her weapon - a snake belly sword, telling her that Lin Tianxiang's companion is not simple.

What did that guy Yang Wenlong say...Ace? Is it the ace agent of the Huaxia Hanging Sword?

The wind blew the girl's clothes, Yan Yurou slowly turned around, and the beautiful eyes as dazzling as stars were as cold as ice. "If you want to get in the way, you must pass this level first."

So handsome...

This thought emerges in everyone's mind.
Chapter completed!