Chapter 596: 1 Against 3

"If you slay yourself and die, I can leave you a whole body." The man in the cloak said, his mouth was not forgiving.

He put away the sickle and put it on his shoulder, like the god of death from hell, going to harvest life.

"I don't want to kill the unknown, so let's name it."

"When you die someone in hell will tell you who I am!"

boom!

The thought of killing is like the waves of a great river, rolling in all directions.

The man in the cloak made the first move, held up the sickle, and slashed out with a single knife. The red sword was criss-crossed, like a dragon spewing out a letter, with the invincible momentum, it split the void and came directly to Ye Tian.

"You are not my opponent." Ye Tian smiled proudly.

Frankly speaking, the man in the cloak is very powerful, but he met Ye Tian.

Clang!

Ye Tian pointed out lightly, and a divine light shot out, like an indestructible spear, shattering the incoming knives.

The shattered sword gang turned into sword energy, like a raging wind, sweeping in all directions. Wherever it passed, the land was overturned and the vegetation withered.

An old tree with luxuriant branches and leaves was unfortunately swept upright by the knife air, like an old hen whose feathers were plucked, not a single leaf was left, all were torn to pieces by the knife air, even the thick The old bark is riddled with holes and bruises.

It can be seen how powerful this sword of the man in the cloak is, almost as powerful as cutting mountains and mountains, even the master would not dare to beat it easily!

From this, it can bring out the gap between him and Ye Tian even more.

"Surrender me, or die!" Ye Tian's voice was sonorous, like the sound of a great avenue, shaking the void, making people dare not resist, and there was no room for negotiation.

"You are very powerful, but it is not impossible for me to kill you." The man in the cloak was unmoved.

"What is my real name? Even I have forgotten it. Everyone in the world calls me Death God and fears me like a god. I have been an assassin for 30 years, and I have killed 999 people without a single miss. Kill you , make up a whole number, and draw a successful end to my career as a killer." He continued, reporting himself.

His eyes were very evil, with scarlet blood beating, without a trace of emotion, as if Ye Tian was just a number to him, not a life.

During the talk,

The momentum on his body was rising steadily, the great cloak was flapping, and there was a sound of hunting. The killing intent was sweeping like a tsunami, surging and surging, making the world tremble.

The thunder in the sky became rarer, but the raindrops became denser.

"open!"

With a loud shout, it seemed that a certain secret gate on his body had opened, and an invisible aura shot up into the sky, and the air was rapidly compressed, forming an air explosion with a roaring sound.

At this moment, the aura on his body climbed to the peak, and his whole body was terrifyingly powerful, like an ancient demon god.

With a whoosh, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, moved almost instantly, and appeared in front of Ye Tian after a short while. Amidst the clanging sound, the sickle rested on Ye Tian's neck.

"Shrink the ground into an inch? Yes, you are worthy of being a top assassin. But if you want to kill me, you are still a little bit worse." Ye Tian sneered.

"Really? Then add me."

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and a sharp sword shot out across the sky, piercing through the pitch-black night, drawing a ray of light like a meteor, piercing Ye Tian's back.

This is a shocking sword, the sword energy is like a tide, and the killing intent is like a sea, sweeping the sky, as if another demon god-like existence has crossed the heavens and came to this world.

"And I!"

Another sound sounded, and a pair of iron palms slapped out. The palms glowed, condensing lightning, and the void was shattered.

"Let's go together, the rewards will be shared equally!" shouted the person who slapped the Lightning Iron Palm.

Suddenly two more assassins appeared, both of top assassin level, the situation was extremely unfavorable to Ye Tian.

Just like the scene of a volcanic eruption, the sky and the earth are rioting and will turn into Shura Hell.

But Ye Tian was not afraid at all, he didn't even dodge.

With his right hand pointing together, he pinched the sickle of the god of death, and even the god of death could not move forward even an inch.

"Stubborn, what's the use of keeping you?"

Ye Tian's voice was cold.

While speaking, his joined fingers were like divine scissors, and with a "dang", he cut the death scythe into two pieces. The broken sickle was held in his hand, and he slashed at the god of death.

"you……?"

The god of death was shocked, and retreated violently.

The half of the sickle radiated extraordinary power in Ye Tian's hands. The blade that was cut out was as thin as a piece of paper, extremely concise, almost turned into substance, gleaming with silver light, and faintly beating with thunder.

Reaper held half a sickle and slashed fiercely, smashing the knife with a real knife. Flames jumped out of the condensed knife and made a clanging sound, as if golden weapons were screaming, and they could not be broken at all.

What a condensed sword this is, even harder than a real sword.

The face of the god of death changed wildly, and a breath of death permeated his heart. He retreated rapidly, shrinking almost to an inch, and appeared ten feet away in an instant.

At this time, a sharp sword pierced Ye Tian's back. The sword was as powerful as a dragon, and it made endless clanging sounds. It was as fast as a shooting star, trying to pierce Ye Tian's body.

Ye Tian still didn't dodge, turned around quickly, and pointed out.

"Hey, I got it. I want to take the lion's share of the bounty!"

The sword-wielding assassin exults.

But his joy lasted only a millisecond before it turned into horror.

On Ye Tian's fingertips, there is a golden light, which is as immortal as divine gold. As the sharp sword approached the fingertips, it broke inch by inch, turned into powder, and was crushed by the shocking golden evil spirit on the fingertips.

"Ah, don't!" The assassin was shocked, his face ashen.

puff!

After tearing up the sharp sword, Ye Tian pointed to his forehead for the last time, and a bloody hole burst out from front to back.

"Go to hell! Lightning Lightning Palm!"

The third assassin arrived, with flashes of light and thunderbolts, he slapped Ye Tian on the back and made a loud bang.

In an instant, Ye Tian seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning. The whole body of the thunder shone, and the electric light was scorching, as if it had turned into a sun. It was so bright and dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it. A force of tearing surged through his body, trying to tear him into pieces.

"Hahaha, I got it. I'll take the lion's share of the bounty!"

"The legendary young Tianjiao, but that's all."

The assassin was overjoyed, moved his feet, and disappeared from behind Ye Tian with a bang, dodging several feet away.

puff!

Not far away, the god of death spewed blood from his mouth, looking at his body in disbelief. The cloak on his body was cut off from the waist, from the front to the back, and fell to the ground.

This is impossible!

unless……!

He couldn't believe it, and was shocked.

"Hey, buddy, I will take 90% of the bounty, and you will share 10%. Do you have any objections?" The assassin who shot the Lightning Palm asked Death.

At this time, an extremely terrible scene happened.

The god of death staggered back, the upper part of his body slipped from his waist, and was cut in half, the knife edge was extremely flat and smooth.

"Dead? Hahaha, the bounty is all mine."

The Lightning Palm Assassin laughed.

"Go to hell too!" Ye Tian drank softly.

A spear condensed by lightning came through the air, piercing the back of the Assassin's back, leaving a hole as thick as a bowl.