Chapter 1918: Adding More Bets

The appearance of the Grim Reaper made Ye Tianlong calmer and more solemn.

They were old rivals. They had fought many times. Ye Tianlong did not suffer a big loss, but he did not gain any advantage either.

It was precisely because they had fought many times before that Ye Tianlong had a deep understanding of the Grim Reaper. He seemed to be a little bit worse than him.

However, there was no panic on his face. Instead, he took a step forward and looked at this proud child of the Japanese martial arts:

"Grim Reaper, you are here again?"

Hearing that the man in black was the Grim Reaper, Xue Hu and Li Xin were shocked. It seemed that they did not expect the top Japanese master to show up.

You know, although there are many Japanese warriors with extraordinary strength, there are only two who have broken through the ninth rank, and one of them is the Grim Reaper in front of them.

"Ye Tianlong, you are very good."

Death smiled sinisterly: "Compared to the previous times we met, this is the first time you didn't run away."

"It seems that you have grown a lot in the past six months. You are no longer a guerrilla hiding from place to place, but have started to become a regular army in direct confrontation."

Ye Tianlong laughed: "Aocheng is my territory, why should I run?"

"On the contrary, I am a little curious. Aocheng is not your territory, why did you run here?"

He was indeed surprised by the appearance of the Death.

Nakano Daxiang shouted: "Lord Death is a proud son of the East, you can go wherever you want."

Death's eyes were as cold as ever: "I heard that someone killed my compatriots, excluded my compatriots, and destroyed their hard work for more than ten years."

"They are so hard, so difficult, and so humble, I always have to help them."

Death's smile became weird: "Very surprised, I didn't expect it to be you, a bastard."

Nakano Daxiang and Xue Hu were very happy. They didn't expect that Ye Tianlong and the Death had already had a grudge, which meant that Ye Tianlong had no chance of survival.

Ye Tianlong didn't care at all and even attacked him: "You're here for the Emperor Sword Society, and you're saying so many chicken soup words, do you think you're Haruki Murakami?"

Death God didn't show any emotion: "It's rare to see you again, it's time to settle old accounts and new accounts together."

Ye Tianlong showed a confident look: "Do you think I'm still the same as before? I've also broken through the ninth rank, I'm not afraid of you anymore."

Facing a monster like Death God, Ye Tianlong could only bluff to avoid being entangled by him and causing trouble.

"Although Australia City is not on the mainland, it is also a special zone in China. If you come here, someone will come out to intercept you soon."

"If I were you, I would definitely leave here immediately, so as not to go back to Japan in disgrace like last time in Beijing."

Ye Tianlong reminded the expressionless Death God.

Although he hated Ye Tianlong very much, Li Xin had to admit that Ye Tianlong was quite courageous and could still hide his needle in front of Death God.

Death put his hands behind his back and smiled proudly: "It can be seen that you are indeed more energetic than before, and you will not be too emotional when facing me."

"But it is not possible to completely enter the ninth level overnight. It takes at least half a year to settle down."

Death directly pointed out Ye Tianlong's level: "If my estimate is correct, although your body has reached the ninth level, your cultivation is still a long way off."

"You want to be my enemy or you are looking for death."

He stared at Ye Tianlong coldly: "As for the Chinese officials, they will indeed find me soon, but they will only limit me to leave the country within 24 hours."

"During this period, as long as I don't kill people or set fires, and don't involve state secrets, they won't urge me to leave quickly."

The dinner knife in the hand of the death showed a cold light: "Twenty-four hours is enough for me to kill you and then run back to Japan."

Damn!

This guy is really hard to fool, but Ye Tianlong still remains calm: "Anyway, I have made a lot of progress compared to before."

"You didn't kill me in the previous battles. Do you think you have a chance to kill me this time?"

Ye Tianlong chuckled: "Tell me, if I use a little red, will it pierce your throat faster?"

After speaking, he lowered his right hand, and a red light appeared on his palm.

Seeing a little red, the smile of the god of death instantly froze, and his nerves were rarely tense. As powerful as he was, he still didn't dare to have any contempt for a little red.

Then, he sneered again: "Ye Tianlong, it seems that you really don't know whether you live or die."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "It's still unknown who will win."

After being angry, the god of death also fell into silence before the explosion.

The air stopped flowing, and the atmosphere was as heavy as a mountain, as if it could cause an explosion at any time.

For some reason, Nakano Daxiang felt that even under such a favorable situation, they still hadn't controlled the overall situation.

With many people, many guns and swords, and a ninth-grade death god, Nakano Daxiang still felt that he was not 100% sure to keep Ye Tianlong.

Perhaps, it was because Ye Tianlong was too calm.

In this situation where the crisis was hanging by a thread, his calmness itself represented strength.

However, Nakano Daxiang did not say much, because at this moment all actions seemed redundant or even pale and powerless, and the death god was the real decision maker.

The death god also frowned slightly, looking at Ye Tianlong in front of him with sharp eyes, thinking about the possibility of letting go and fighting and retreating unscathed.

Others did not know, but he already knew how powerful Yidianhong was. Wolverine and Qi Ba both died on "Yidianhong".

"Woo--"

At this moment, a siren sounded not far away, and then more than a dozen police cars approached here.

Seeing the official people appear, the death god slowly restrained his killing intent, making people feel less sharp.

Nakano Daisho also asked his men to put away their weapons.

"Nakano, remember, release the three families before dusk, otherwise I will kill you at all costs."

Ye Tianlong also moved quickly to put away the red: "I can tell you, once I hunt you down, no one can save you, not even the god of death."

The god of death said coldly: "Ye Tianlong, don't be arrogant, our accounts will be settled in Aocheng."

"Ye Tianlong, you don't have to threaten me, even if you hunt me down, I don't care, I believe in the strength of myself and the god of death."

Nakano Daxiang looked at Ye Tianlong proudly: "But seeing that you care so much about the three families, I will give you a chance."

"Tomorrow you will fight with Mr. Xue. If you win, I will find the three families for you at all costs, and they will be intact."

"If you lose, I will also help you find the three families, but in addition to the bet you give to Mr. Xue, you will disband the Divine Sword Sect and dismiss the children."

He showed an old fox smile: "All the properties of the Divine Sword Sect will be given to the Royal Sword Society free of charge. What do you think of my proposal?"

Obviously he wanted Ye Tianlong to lose completely.

"That's a good suggestion."

Xue Hu laughed loudly: "It can avoid fighting and killing, and cause trouble to everyone and the police, and it can solve the problem directly."

"Ye Tianlong, what do you think?"

Xue Hu added: "If you agree, I will go to Madam Feng and the others to file it, and you two can sign it on the spot tomorrow."

In any case, this is a chance to save the lives of the three families. Ye Tianlong nodded without hesitation: "Okay, it's settled."

"I'll use the Divine Sword Gate to bet the three families with Zhongye, but Zhongye must remember that I want the three families to be intact, completely intact."

Ye Tianlong's eyes were like knives: "If anyone is insulted, the bet will be void, and I will kill you at all costs."

Nakano Daxiang waved his hand: "It's a deal."

At this time, the police car was almost at the door of the restaurant. Ye Tianlong glanced at it and then walked towards his car.

Nakano Daxiang and the others also dispersed one after another.

"Give it back to you."

The god of death suddenly raised his hand, and the knife in his hand shot out like an arrow, directly hitting Ye Tianlong who opened the car door with his back to him.

"Bang!"

Ye Tianlong grabbed the knife with his backhand, and then threw it into the tire of the Grim Reaper's car, turned his head and said coldly: "A trifle."

The Grim Reaper's eyes were slightly cold: "It is indeed a ninth-grade..."

Ye Tianlong sat in the car with an expressionless face, and then stepped on the accelerator to leave the restaurant. As soon as he left the door, he immediately grinned.

The palm of his hand that grabbed the restaurant left a burning mark...

At this moment, the Grim Reaper looked at the deflated tire, and a thousand horses were galloping in his heart...