Rolling nine-color flames filled the air, and even the void space was burned and collapsed.
The four generals are all late-stage true gods of the Heaven Realm who have experienced two epochal tribulations. They are extremely powerful. Even if they face the God of Death who has experienced three epochal tribulations, they are still capable of fighting.
What's more, Xing Luo, the god of death, was only a half-way monk.
"Blood Blade Array,"
Seeing the hundred-foot giant blade taking shape and the nine-colored flames filling the sky, the eyes of the four generals were filled with a fanatical fighting spirit.
The four people worked together to form a seal with their hands, and the seal was formed instantly. Afterimages emerged from their hands, and the bloody sword in their hands suddenly rose into the sky, bringing with it a ray of light that was thousands of feet long, and merged into the bloody clouds.
In an instant, the two merged and twisted apart, forming a bloody formation.
"Thanatos, don't forget, this is our home ground," Arlin said with a sneer on his face. He flipped his hand, and countless blood blades emerged. The wind was strong, and even the surrounding mountains were razed.
Flattened, smooth as a mirror, it was strangled by Xing Luo's attack in an instant.
"What do I have to fear?"
Trapped in the center of the formation, Xing Luo was still majestic, holding a black scythe, and the nine-colored flames on his head were boiling and rolling. Xing Luo grabbed the black scythe with both hands, and the nine-colored flames slowly came closer.
In a few breaths, covered with nine-color flames, the black scythe that was originally only one foot in size has now turned into a nine-color sickle that is one hundred feet in size.
Bowing his waist and grasping the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, Xing Luo shouted, his voice was like muffled thunder, the nine-colored bone wings behind him shook, and his figure disappeared in place. When the space beside Yaerlin squirmed, Xing Luo's figure was
Appeared here.
"Destroy them one by one." Seeing this, Yaerlin, Taba, Os, and Burton couldn't help but sneer at the corners of their mouths. The four of them pointed towards the void. When the space burst, the blood-colored clouds in the sky suddenly dropped countless waves of terror.
Blood Blade.
"snort,"
A muffled sound came from his throat, and the evil aura in Xing Luo's eyes became even stronger. He turned his hands, and the hundred-foot-long nine-color sickle spun crazily above Xing Luo's head.
At the same time, the strange black energy in Xing Luo's body suddenly surged out. Next to the nine-color clan pattern, there was a strange black mark flashing. The black light was mixed with fine light. In a flash, Lian Ya
Erlin felt his soul trembling.
"Soul attack,,"
Yaerlin, Taba, Os, and Burton were suddenly startled, and shouted at the same time: "Retreat,"
They all know that the true strength of the God of Death lies not in his attacks, but in his soul.
The soul of the God of Death can be said to be the most tenacious and vast among all people. If you compete with his soul power, you will undoubtedly not find happiness.
"Let's go," Xing Luo sneered, and grabbed the void with his right hand. The black scythe suddenly appeared, and then Xing Luo smashed it in the direction of the four people.
"Thanatos, you have fallen into a trap,"
However, when Xing Luo saw the black scythe hitting four people, there was no unexpected banging sound, but the sound of cutting through the air.
Therefore, Xing Luo hit the afterimage of the four of them.
The four people appeared directly on Xing Luo's back, with sneers on their lips, and both punched out with their right fists. All the violent power bombarded Xing Luo's back, and the latter suddenly vomited blood and hit a mountain peak.
"Bang,"
The mountain peak was suddenly smashed into pieces.
Smoke filled the air.
"boom,"
There was another loud noise, and a black shadow suddenly shot out from the thick layers of smoke. Before Xing Luo could wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth, he pressed against the four of them.
Fists, legs, knees, and elbows kept attacking the four people back and forth, and they were so close that they couldn't even use any moves.
"Bang,"
"Bang,"
Punch for punch, after Xing Luo deliberately withstood Yaerlin's punch, Xing Luo's right fist suddenly gathered boundless nine-color flames, which contained a trace of green and black poisonous gas, and fiercely aimed at Burton's Hit the chest.
When it hit Burton on the chest, Xing Luo was instantly integrated into the liquid space. As the space squirmed, Xing Luo appeared a hundred meters away from the four of them, with a playful smile on his lips.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned as he felt the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow all over his body.
"Madman," Yaerlin and the four of them cursed secretly. They dared to exchange punches for punches. This is undoubtedly the most dangerous way of fighting. Although Yaerlin just hit Xingluo's left shoulder blade, then This punch can shatter Xing Luo's left shoulder blade.
Burton, on the other hand, only had four broken ribs. In comparison, Xing Luo's loss of use of his left hand was even more costly.
"General Burton, a friendly reminder, never use your power, otherwise... it will kill you," Xing Luo looked at Burton jokingly and sneered.
Hearing this, Burton was suddenly startled. He reached out and touched his chest covered with knife marks, and found that there was a green-black poisonous gas slowly lingering around the bones in his body.
"Poison Technique,"
Burton suddenly shouted: "Thanatos, you are so despicable,"
"One against four, I don't think so," Xing Luo grinned and said, "The poison technique was passed down by the master of Tianxing Palace. If you have any questions, you can go to him. Besides...it's not like you don't know me. Know how to poison,"
The expressions of the four people changed when they heard this. Even if they were in the Asura world, they knew the name of the master of the Tianxing Palace, and understood that he was respected by the world for his strange and domineering poison skills.
"Okay, you have lost one person. If I take out one more person, I will defeat you completely." The cure is complete.
When they saw Xing Luo shaking his left hand, the four of them suddenly looked as if they had seen a ghost.
"Impossible, you were clearly punched on the left shoulder blade by me just now. Your left hand can be considered useless during this period of time," Yaerlin roared ferociously.
"You're so stupid,"
Xing Luo stepped into the void and appeared in front of Yaerlin in an instant. He grabbed Yaerlin's loophole and blasted out his right fist again. The fist filled with thick nine-color flames slammed into Yaerlin. On Erlin's chest.
"Bang,"
After smashing several mountain peaks in succession, Yaerlin's figure just stopped. He kept vomiting blood from his mouth and looked at Xingluo with deep horror in his eyes.
He understood that he had just made a big mistake.
You shouldn't mess up your own position.
During the battle between the two sides, as long as one side is not completely dead, the battle will not end and neither will dare to relax at all.
If you are lax, it means you are seeking death.
"If my punch just now contained poison, then you will definitely die."