Chapter 681: Human and Sword Become One

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Ye Tianlong ran around like a rabbit, and ran out of the woods after several detours.

It seemed that he ran in the wrong direction. Instead of running back from the original road, he came to the other side of the forest. Five or six meters away, there was a cliff.

Ye Tianlong, who was about to rush out of the forest, could already see the lights in the distance, and the edge of the cliff could also be captured by his eyes.

He had amazing body control and stopped his forward steps abruptly.

"Pah pah pah!"

Several stones were kicked away by the toes, rolling down the cliff, and the echo was heard for a long time.

Death did not stop. The distance of eight or nine meters was almost instantaneous for him now. As the distance got closer, he attacked again.

Without any signs, the gloved hands, like eagle claws, grabbed Ye Tianlong two meters away.

The battle started, and it was a fight to the death!

Ye Tianlong turned around and hid behind a tree holding the box.

"Swoosh!"

Eagle claws! Swing horizontally!

With a snap, the bowl-thick tree was broken by the Death God, collapsed, and pressed directly towards Ye Tianlong.

The shadows of the trees were heavy, and with the shaking of leaves, the Death God also moved like lightning, pressing towards Ye Tianlong, unstoppable, and his murderous aura was not concealed.

The injured Ye Tianlong's eyes did not change at all, flowing with the calmness trained by years of struggling on the edge of life and death, and his body was agile and staggered.

Then, his whole body suddenly bounced up in the air, and kicked away all the trees that pressed towards him.

The momentum did not decrease, facing the cold eagle claws, flashed a knife.

Facing the imposing Death God, Ye Tianlong was not afraid at all.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the eagle claws grabbed by the Death God were hit by the dagger and paused for a moment, and then the offensive became more violent, and the force was as turbulent as a tide.

Ye Tianlong said nothing, and swung the black dagger repeatedly, using 70% of his strength each time, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!"

Another powerful collision, the two retreated seven or eight steps, Ye Tianlong also broke a tree, and his back was in great pain.

The Grim Reaper also crushed a stone, and his dead eyes finally fluctuated. He spoke coldly, his voice was heavy and hoarse:

"Ye Tianlong, be sensible, put down the box, otherwise, two more rounds, you will be dead."

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "Wolverine seems to have said this too."

He took a deep breath, hiding the pain from his body on his face, and gently shook the dagger in his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, make a move."

The Grim Reaper sneered without comment, his eyes became more ferocious: "Your little red, why don't you make a move?"

The hidden thing made the Grim Reaper feel a little bit of pain in his heart.

"Ding——"

At this time, Ye Tianlong's mobile phone vibrated three times, and then returned to calm. His eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes became more weird.

"You don't need a little red now!"

The next second, Ye Tianlong took the initiative. The dagger in his hand turned gorgeously, and suddenly drew an arc, heading for the throat of the god of death.

The god of death didn't even look at it, and slashed with his hand!

"Dang!"

The sound was clear, and this time the dagger trembled violently, shaking the god of death's tiger's mouth numb.

Ye Tianlong not only pressed 90% of his strength, but also did not break apart as he did in the previous times. When the god of death flashed a touch of surprise, the dagger suddenly exploded.

It was accompanied by a puff of white powder.

The powder was pungent and contained something strange.

The god of death quickly jumped back to avoid the exploding iron pieces and white powder. He always knew that Ye Tianlong was insidious, so he didn't touch the powder.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Tianlong flashed another dagger, his eyes were scarlet, completely crazy, and the dagger was as fast as lightning and thunderous.

The god of death tried his best to retreat, but although he was in time, he was still hit by the dagger.

"Ziz!"

There was a trace of blood on his chin, and the blood was flowing and numb. The eyes of the God of Death turned cold, and he touched it, full of murderous intent.

"Look, you are injured, right?"

Ye Tianlong laughed loudly, took a step forward, and took advantage of the situation. The offensive suddenly changed, with strong winds and heavy rains, and raging waves, never stopping!

The God of Death did not respond, but just swung his hands, calmly opened Ye Tianlong's thirteen knives, and then counterattacked with one claw.

"Kacha!"

When Ye Tianlong opened the eagle claws of the God of Death with his dagger, he also swept out with one foot, breaking a small tree on the spot, and his left foot continued to move, sweeping towards the God of Death.

The God of Death snorted coldly, dodged with a leap, and Ye Tianlong's body jumped up again, swinging the dagger horizontally.

"A trifle!"

The God of Death snorted in the face of Ye Tianlong's attack, and then he rioted in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The shadows of the trees swayed in the dark night, and the two strong figures kept colliding, punching and kicking, and attacking each other with weapons, and the momentum was tragic.

More than a dozen saplings that had just grown up were ruthlessly cut by the two men, and the murderous aura was looming in the trees that kept falling to the ground.

"Huh!"

After thirteen rounds, facing Ye Tianlong who was retreating step by step, the God of Death suddenly pressed 80% of his strength and grabbed him with a claw.

Ye Tianlong's face changed slightly, and he raised his dagger to block the eagle claw, but the God of Death did not retreat, but turned his body backward and suddenly crashed into Ye Tianlong's arms.

With great force and heavy power.

Ye Tianlong's face became ugly, and he had no time to dodge. He could only bite his teeth to stabilize his feet and roared to bear the impact of the God of Death.

At the same time, he retracted his dagger and stabbed the throat of the God of Death.

The Grim Reaper raised his left hand and slapped Ye Tianlong's dagger away. His body was still moving forward and hit Ye Tianlong's chest.

"Swish!"

When Ye Tianlong's body fell into the air like a kite with a broken string, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth and fell to the edge of the cliff in an arc.

At the moment of falling, he also threw the dagger in his hand, which brushed the waist of the Grim Reaper, leaving a bloody mark.

Ye Tianlong, who fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood. He was not depressed after being beaten up, but on the contrary, he could still smile: "Damn it, it's strong enough."

The Grim Reaper turned around, ignoring the knife wound on his waist, still expressionless, like a dead body: "The game is over, you are dead."

"Wrong, you can't die."

Ye Tianlong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then threw the black box and threw it off the cliff.

This action immediately stunned the Grim Reaper, and also made Baguli and the others who ran over scream, and then they turned and ran to the bottom of the cliff.

Not far away, there were noisy footsteps, obviously the reinforcements of the Rong family.

The Death God reacted and was very angry: "Looking for death!"

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly, then he put his right hand on his chest, and a hint of sharpness and crimson could be vaguely seen between his fingers.

A little red.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong dispersed all his impetuousness and cynicism, and there was only indescribable silence and unfathomable.

The originally cold and ruthless little red seemed to have a fighting spirit at this moment, becoming even more crimson, ready to move, and ready to burst out from the palm of his hand at any time.

A person has a human soul, and a sword has a sword spirit. The two correspond to each other, and the person and the sword are one.

The face of the Death God changed, and he felt the power of Ye Tianlong, and he could also foresee that a little red flash would be a shocking blow.

The Death God's eight-point chance of winning was only five points, five points, which meant that he had to gamble his life.

He clenched his fists, a little unwilling, but in the end, he moved his feet and ran down the cliff like a sharp arrow...