"Seventh God, you really want to fight with me!"

Xing Chanzi was in the sky. The first time I saw him change his face because of Guan Wei's intervention.

"Don't be arrogant when talking to people. This is basic politeness! Come down with me!"

When Guan Wei said this, he squatted down a little bit of the earth, and the whole earth began to tremble. Then, countless translucent chains soared into the sky. These chains tied up Xing Chanzi and pulled him down the clouds.

The fog dog roared and turned into countless black mists to protect Xing Zenzi and surrounded him.

But Xing Chanzi was still pulled to the ground and pulled down from the clouds by Guan Wei.

"Luo Yan, go and take revenge."

I heard Guan Wei whispering beside me.

I looked at this handsome big boy, and at this moment I was also facing Xing Zenzi surrounded by black mist with a serious look on his face.

I know he will face a big battle, a half-immortal level contest.

I nodded, exerted force under my feet, and rushed out.

When I rushed past Xing Zenzi, Xing Zenzi shouted: "You dare!"

Then the black fog dog opened its hideous mouth and swallowed it at me. The monster was like fog, changing thousands of times.

However, just as I was about to defend, I saw the whole space trembling in front of me. Then the fog dog's big mouth was penetrated by a chain as thick as the mouth of the bowl, and it shrank back in screams.

I exerted my strength again, successfully passed through Xingchanzi, and headed straight to Tang Lingfeng.

"Your opponent is me! Xing Chanzi."

Guan Wei stood in front of Xing Chanzi, reached out to combed his hair, put away his smiling face, and spoke coldly.

The fog dog surrounds the Star Zenzi, like a wounded child.

Xing Chanzi's face looked ugly. The fog dog followed him since he was a child. It was a monster he had raised for many years. He had a deep relationship. Today, he was repeatedly hurt by Guan Wei, which made him very unhappy.

"Then I will come and learn about it. The seventh God of Humanity is the masterpiece!"

Xing Chanzi made an invitation move, and the black mist dissipated. He slowly walked out and released his spiritual energy for the first time. Although he was not as good as Sima Tian, ​​he was still like a vast ocean.

His spiritual energy is dark green, rich like ink that cannot be dissolved.

Then, he pulled out a brush from his waist, with a long tip, but the hair on this brush was not white, but black.

Then he used this brush to write a huge character "Slaying" in the sky.

The word "Zhu" is really written in the air out of thin air. The thick black ink is transformed in the air, and the word "Zhu" is even more domineering, and then the wind blows slowly.

However, as the word "Zhan" was transformed, a powerful force penetrated directly from Guan Wei's head, and then an invisible force moved in the air, as if there was really a huge knife. The knife was invisible, but it really slashed towards Guan Wei.

Guan Wei frowned because this force could not be detected. He appeared suddenly. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been injured.

Xing Chanzi raised his hand again, and the brush stroked another stroke in the air. This time he wrote a word "decision".

Once the word "Ding" comes out, it will disappear with the wind like the word "Zhen".

However, Guan Wei's body was immediately fixed on the spot, and his feet had no ability to move.

Xing Chanzi made the third move, and this time he wrote the word "Zhun".

Then, Guan Wei's chest was suddenly as if he was cut by a huge battle knife as his chest. His white windbreaker was broken, his shirt was shattered, and blood was spurted out on his chest.

The Seventh God is injured!

Xing Chanzi shook his head and said, "I am really disappointed. Is the seventh god of human nature the only strength? It seems that the strength of the human world has indeed declined and is invincible."

As if he was unwilling to give Guan Wei a chance to rest, Xing Chanzi raised his pen and wrote three words in succession.

Guan Wei's feet were fixed by his invisible ability and could not move. His body was traumatized again and was injured by three forces from three directions, and blood flowed all over his body.

"It's over."

Xing Chanzi looked very disappointed. He raised his brush and slowly wrote a big "kill" in the air.

The word "kill" is no longer black, but blood-red, with a will to die.

This time the word "kill" did not change like the previous words, but gradually became bigger. This word "like written in blood" slid in the air and flew towards Guan Wei who was stationary.

Then the entire character "kill" was printed on Guan Wei's chest, passing through his body, and the entire character "kill" passed through Guan Wei's body, and then disappeared into the air.

Guan Wei seemed to have been deprived of his life, his eyes suddenly became unconscious, and his whole body fell backwards. His lips were slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something.

But before I could say that I was taken away by the blood-red killing word.

Xing Chanzi put away this special brush, and at this moment I turned my head and saw the scene of Guan Wei falling down.

His eyes suddenly opened, and Guan Wei was killed by Xing Zenzi!

How is this possible? Isn’t he the Seventh God? He was killed so easily.

I immediately turned around and wanted to run towards Guan Wei.

However, before I could raise my foot, Guan Wei's "corpse" slowly climbed up by himself. Just like all zombie films, he slowly got up from the ground, and then the trauma on his body healed at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye.

"A zombie?"

I muttered.

"You've just cheated on the zombie, I'm just not dead!"

Guan Wei smiled and scolded me this time.

I also grinned, and the heart that had just been hanging in my heart fell to the ground. The Seventh God was indeed not that easy to kill.

Xing Chanzi's eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at Guan Wei who had climbed up from the ground in disbelief.

Looking at the man who should have been killed by him, he seemed to have nothing to do and stood up intact.

"What a pity, my Mark Waffe windbreaker was wasted, several thousand yuan in size." Guan Wei took off his white coat, and the windbreaker was damaged by the continuous slashes just now.

"Why aren't you dead?"

Xing Chanzi took out his brush again and asked with a serious expression.

He is very confident in his trick, which comes from this special brush.

This brush was a rare thing he obtained before he became a disciple of Hun Fartian.

He didn't know what this brush was called, but he knew that this brush had three levels of ability, which was the three moves he had just used, "kill, kill, kill."

In previous battles, almost all opponents who were killed were not spared, and Guan Wei was the first one.

When Guan Wei heard Xing Chanzi's question, he patted the dust off his body, spread his hands, and said silently: "In this world, no one knows death and life better than me."

Then, Guan Wei finally gave his all. There was a rich spiritual energy around him. Guan Wei's spiritual energy was actually two-color, one blood-red and one light green.

It seems to indicate his identity. He is the man closest to death in this world, and he can manipulate the flow of life and make people live or die.

This two-colored spiritual energy circling around Guan Wei, fighting against the dark green spiritual energy of Xing Zezi.

"I've left no more creatures here."

Guan Wei spoke, and then the vitality in the entire space slowly disappeared like the water evaporated by strong light.

Xing Chanzi panicked for the first time, and his spiritual energy was also retreating in Guan Wei's death space. The fog dog roared repeatedly, as if he felt the threat of death.

Guan Wei was just standing there, controlling the vitality of this place, slowly removing the vitality of Xing Zezi like a silkworm.

Xing Chanzi's expression was cold. He had not figured out why Guan Wei was immortal. Now he felt the crazy disappearance of vitality around him, which shocked him.

However, if you don’t resist, you may be worried about your life.

He put away his brush and took out a small square box from his waist.

The square box has no pattern and the material cannot be seen.

However, when he opened the box, whether it was me who was doing his best to attack Tang Lingfeng and the cold sun, Guan Wei who had all his strength to control the death space, or even Tang Lingfeng who stood with his hands behind his back, they were all shocked.

In the box, there is a small yellow prototype pill.

We call it pills now, but in ancient times this thing was called elixirs.
Chapter completed!