A wave of pressure rushed towards him like a tsunami.

Xia Mofan couldn't help but clench his fists, his joints exploded, his nails pierced into his palms, and the blood was overflowing.

He swept his eyes with blood red and his eyes everywhere, but found that there was no one around him.

He supported himself with his hands, and beads of sweat rolled down.

All over his body is weak and his steps are floating.

At this moment, his whole body trembled and his fear was added to his body.

"Bang..."

Xia Mofan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his body fell down in a daze, closed his eyes and fainted.

On the other side, Su Ziyang stood there with a calm expression on his face.

That expression seemed to be under control.

It seems calm, but in fact it has already striking waves in my heart.

He secretly opened the character panel and found that the defense had become 0.

It is never easy to be able to have such a means.

After Su Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief in secret, he looked ahead and said calmly: "Ghost sickle, since it's here, come out!"

As soon as this is said.

The air around was frozen, and the bone-black cold rushed towards him like a tsunami.

Su Xiaofan stood there calmly, letting the coldness pounce on his body, his face did not change at all.

"Hehe..."

Strange laughter sounded from all around.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow appeared in front of Su Xiaofan.

His whole body was black, one meter tall, and his body was erratic, like a ghost.

Those eyes were red and seemed to be able to capture people's hearts.

In the dark shadow, holding a long sickle, he looked like a soul-catching messenger.

Just standing there gives people an irresistible feeling.

"Hehe..."

The black shadow floated to Su Xiaofan and looked at him with his two blood-red eyes.

After a moment, the corner of the black shadow's mouth raised, revealing eight sharp teeth.

"It's true! The Spirit Emperor's bloodline is really on you!"

"I didn't expect that the Spirit Clan actually found a useless person like you to be the Spirit Emperor!"

"However, your bloodline can still be extracted!"

"Little guy, just go on the road with confidence! I will give you a happy time!"

After the black shadow finished speaking, he let out a strange smile again.

He picked up the sickle and raised it in front of Su Xiaofan. The threat was very obvious.

At this moment, Su Ziyang completely ignored it.

He secretly used his trance eyes to take the initiative to check the attributes of the Qiye Scythe.

【Night Scythe】

【Lord boss】

【Level】: 146【Five-grade Dharma Saint】

【Life】: 2000w/2000w

【Attack】: Method 120000

【Defense】: Physical Immunity, 80,000

【Skill】: Destroyed, the body of all things...

[Weakness]: The physical attack is ineffective, and the magic damage is effective. What he fears the most is the Spirit Emperor Seal.

[Description]: The general of the Ghost Clan has terrifying combat power. He was a genius of the Ghost Clan ten thousand years ago. When he challenged the Spirit Emperor, he was beaten and left indelible scars in his heart. He was extremely afraid of the Spirit Emperor Seal. He secretly joined the God Clan and was sent by Lingjiu to the Apocalypse Continent to refine the Spirit Emperor's bloodline.

Seeing this introduction, Su Ziyang was secretly surprised.

I am now at level 50, and he is at level 146, and he is just enough to attack me.

The player's early protection of novice is ineffective at all.

"Boy, are you stupid? Are you scared?"

"You will commit suicide! This will save you some torture."

Ye Yan said.

"hehe……"

Su Xiaofan smiled coldly, stared at Ye Yan calmly, and said lightly: "Do you dare?!"

The sound is not loud.

But full of domineering!

This sound made Ye Yan stagnate.

The light in my eyes was unstable and I didn't know what I was thinking.

"Hehe..."

Ye Yan let out a strange laugh, "Boy, do you think you are Ling Jun?"

"Tell you, I am not scared? With your current ability, what can I use to fight me?" Ye Yan said.

"Haha, then you can try it. I guarantee that your spirit and body will be destroyed! You will never turn over!"

Su Xiaofan took a step forward and his momentum soared.

"Boy, you...you pretend!"

"Just now, he is just a waste from the Martial King Realm. What are you fighting with me?"

Ye Yan looked at Su Ziyang and his eyes were fixed on him.

At the same time, he acted as if he could escape at any time.

"hehe!"

"Since you're going to fight, come on!"

Su Xiaofan said calmly with his hands on his back.

Seeing Ye Yan’s eyes like this, I couldn’t help but feel scared.

"Does he have the Spirit Emperor Seal?"

Ye Yan murmured to himself and began to think.

"Don't worry, I don't want to use the Spirit Emperor Seal to deal with you!" Su Ziyang said.

These words hit Ye Yan's heart.

His body trembled, "Don't bluff, you don't have the Spirit Emperor Seal at all!"

After saying that, Ye Yan waved her sickle, aimed at Su Ziyang, and then slashed her with one knife.

"call……"

The black air gushed out from the sickle, forming a black wind blade, and rushed straight to Su Ziyang.

At this moment, the sunlight was absorbed by black gas, and a brief darkness appeared.

“Buzz…”

The air was cut by the wind blade and a whistle broke out.

That terrifying aura is irresistible.

No surprises.

“Wow…”

With a sound, the wind blade instantly slashed across Su Ziyang's body.

Su Ziyang's body was broken into two pieces and disappeared.

"I can't help but be weak, but I dare to speak loudly!"

Ye Yan raised her mouth, and she felt proud.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that it was not good.
To be continued...