Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an indifferent smile.
He had long sensed that there was another person hiding in the secret. The reason why the four men, Mandala, were still alive until now was because Lin Fan wanted to lure this person out of the secret.
Otherwise, with Lin Fan's spiritual knowledge, even if the four Mandalas were stronger than the others, they would never survive his mental storm for a second.
Lin Fan was just worried that if he killed these four people too quickly, he would scare away the person who was hiding in the secret. At that time, even he might not be able to keep that person, so Lin Fan deliberately held back a hand and did not use his full strength.
, just to make the person in the secret misestimate his strength and think that this is Lin Fan's limit. In this way, he will not escape without a fight, and will even take the initiative to launch a sneak attack!
And as long as he dares to take action, death is not far away.
There is no doubt that Lin Fan's idea is correct.
The God of Death was indeed shocked when he saw Lin Fan take action and instantly kill several SSS-level experts. However, he then saw that the four Mandalas were still persisting, which made him conclude that Lin Fan's strength was indeed
Very strong, but not invincible. His attack just now must have consumed a lot of energy, and now he is no longer able to launch the strongest attack against the four Mandalas.
Thinking of this, the God of Death misjudged Lin Fan's strength. He believed that Lin Fan's peak strength should be almost the same as his. Now that he had consumed a lot of energy, he must not be his opponent!
This is the best time to kill Lin Fan!
The God of Death is also a decisive person in killing. After thinking about this, he no longer hesitated and took action decisively.
…
"Whoosh!"
Lin Fan didn't even look at the black light that was shooting at him. He just waved his hand casually and saw a small golden sword shoot out from his finger and hit the black light.
The speed of the golden sword is even faster. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as fast as lightning.
The black light and the golden sword collided instantly, but the scene was surprisingly quiet, with no explosions or dazzling light.
It's just that the black light was defeated at the moment of contact and dissipated directly in the air. After the golden sword defeated the black light, it continued upward and submerged into the thick clouds, piercing a hole in the clouds and seeming to destroy the sky.
He poked a hole and came out.
The God of Death's eyes were stunned, surprised by Lin Fan's sudden burst of attack power. However, his offensive remained unchanged. He held the Blood Scythe in both hands, swung it in a semicircle, brought out an arc-shaped bloody edge, split the space, and struck at Lin Fan's neck.
Cut it through.
Judging from this posture, he wanted to behead Lin Fan directly.
"Death Harvest!"
The God of Death let out a low cry, and the black mist around his body suddenly surged, dyeing a large area of the surrounding space as black as ink.
Under the cover of the swelling black mist, the body of the God of Death was hidden inside. Only the bloody edge could be seen, shining with bloodthirsty light, which was particularly obvious under the dark night sky.
The people on the boat below all raised their heads, looking at the terrifying bloody light that seemed to cut the sky open, and instinctively felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
This is the God of Death's famous skill, and it is also his ultimate move.
I don’t know how many strong men have died under the harvest of Death, and their bodies and heads have been separated. Today, Death is planning to kill another person with this move.
"Harvest by the God of Death? Even if the God of Death really comes, I, Lin Fan, will kill him with the sword!"
Lin Fan had a hint of sarcasm on his face, the ring on his right hand flickered slightly, and then he saw an exaggerated giant sword appearing in his right hand.
As soon as the demon's ferocious power appeared, red light flashed instantly, and the sword seemed to completely turn red.
The red light was vomiting endlessly, shining strangely in the dark night.
A surge of demonic energy rose into the sky.
Immediately, Lin Fan held the sword in his right hand and raised it simply and directly.
"Whoosh!"
A terrifying sword energy that was tens of meters long shot out from the demon's fierce sword edge, shooting out vertically with endless power.
next moment.
"boom!"
The bloody sword energy collided fiercely with the Death God's blood sickle.
One horizontally and one vertically, crossing each other, crashing into each other in the air.
At the moment of contact, Death's expression changed, and a trace of fear crawled onto his cheeks.
It wasn't until the actual fight that Death truly felt how strong Lin Fan was, which also made him deeply realize that he had misjudged Lin Fan's strength.
This was the only mistake Death made.
And this will be his last mistake.
Because the price of this mistake is the life of the God of Death!
"Qiang!"
There was an almost inaudible cracking sound.
The Blood Scythe, the holy weapon of the God of Death, was cut into a crack by the bloody sword energy!
The crack was very small, less than ten centimeters, and seemed insignificant on the huge blood scythe, but it still made the God of Death change his face drastically.
Because he felt that his blood sickle had been destroyed.
You must know that the Blood Scythe is a genuine artifact, that is, a spiritual weapon. It 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.
All can not fall behind.
But now, the blood sickle actually cracked.
And this crack also means that the blood sickle is no longer an artifact. It can only be regarded as a damaged artifact at best. In terms of power, I am afraid it is not as good as an ordinary sacred instrument.
"asshole!"
The God of Death's expression turned extremely ugly, and he cursed in a low and hoarse voice.
The sound was like fingernails scratching against glass, giving people goosebumps.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another cracking sound.
Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous sound.
There were cracks like spider webs on the blood sickle!
Not only was the long handle cracked, but even the bloody sickle blade had cracks.
"boom!"
The next moment, the blood sickle exploded and turned into countless fragments, scattering in all directions, to the sky and the earth.
The black sleeves of the Death God were all blown into pieces due to the explosion of the Blood Scythe.
The two arms of Death were exposed.
Those two arms were not yellow, white, or black. In short, they were not any kind of human skin color, but a strange cyan color.
The arms of the God of Death are all green, looking like monsters, and they are very thin, completely skinny and bones, with no trace of flesh visible.
Outsiders all thought that a being as awesome and awesome as the God of Death must be strong and tall. No one thought that under that loose and domineering black cloak, the God of Death's body was actually so thin.
The ten nails on Death's hands are all red, some are purple, some are black, and the nails are very long.
At this moment, his hands were already bloody and bloody due to the explosion of the blood sickle.
The blood sickle was destroyed, but the demon's ferocious bloody sword energy remained unabated and continued to slash at the God of Death's body.
All the hairs on Death's body stood up at this moment, and the shadow of death completely enveloped him.