Nine Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Death Sickle

in the mean time.

The three members who returned with the Heipaoren, saw the Heipaoren heading straight for the battlefield between the ninth prince and the seventh prince, and then directly entered the Southern Heavenly Secret City.

"Thirteenth Prince, we are back."

"His Thirteenth Highness, there is something wrong with this man in black robe"

"He actually went to meddle in the battle between the two princes"

The three members who followed the Heipaoren returned to Tianji City and explained to the Thirteenth Prince that the Heipaoren's abnormal behavior along the way.

"Thirteenth Prince, who is this person?"

The black ink sage's face was calm.

The aura of death exuding from the black-robed man, even he did not want to provoke it.

"Don't mind him"

The Thirteenth Prince made a wicked smile.

With the strength of the black-robed man, he is not afraid of the Nine Princes' team, crowd tactics and monster beasts, and it does not work for the black-robed man.

And this is also his transaction with the Heipaoren, he gave the Heipaoren the qualification to enter the royal tomb, and did not restrain the Heipaoren.

The man in black robe helped him kill Zhao Feng.

At this time, the Seventh Prince was outside the city wall.

The battle that had been fierce and boiling suddenly fell silent.

The profound meaning of the dead soul exuded by the black-robed man is a deadly threat to the monsters below.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The jade-faced scholar sounded softly.

The black-robed man gave him a very strange and unknown feeling.

"Your Excellency hastily entered our battlefield, it's a little bad."

A quasi-Holy Master who was just about to take action, his expression darkened.

"Don't think that you are a member of the Thirteenth Prince, and we won't dare to take action against you"

Zhang Yi shouted angrily, the profound meaning of death that the man in black robe deliberately exuded had a great impact on his monster beast.

The Ninth Prince's team also stopped immediately. The power of the black-robed man was witnessed by everyone in the battle for the place.

The powerful soul attack of the black-robed man, even the old Ying, who is good at the soul level and has a slightly higher combat power, would not dare to make a rash attack.

Now that the people in black robes suddenly stepped in, they didn't understand the situation, so naturally they couldn't act rashly.

"Zhao Feng, I didn't expect you to be alive"

The black-robed man turned a deaf ear to the questioning of the members of the Seventh Prince's team, looked at Zhao Feng, and heard a gloomy voice.

"You are……"

Zhao Feng's expression darkened, and a murderous intent loomed.

Originally, he felt the aura of the man in black robe, and he was very familiar with it, and he also mastered the profound meaning of death.

Now the first sentence the man in black robe said to him was that he was amazed that he was still alive.

In this way, Zhao Feng can only think of the true identity of the black-robed man, the one who forced him to seize the house and rebuild it - the Great Emperor of Death.

but this is never possible

The Emperor of Death planted a deathword curse on Zhao Feng at the price of death.

Since the Curse of Deathrattle is launched, how could the Emperor of Death not die?

Zhao Feng turned his left eye, still the same as before, unable to penetrate the dark robe, including the hands and feet exposed by the man in black robe.

After listening to the words of the man in black robe, the members of the Seventh Prince's team softened slightly.

It seemed that the black-robed man was coming for Zhao Feng.

Even if he is a member of the Thirteenth Prince's party, it doesn't matter.

The profound meaning of death of the black-robed man has a very strong ability to harvest life with lower realms. If the black-robed man is willing to help them, then there is no need to be afraid of Zhao Feng's monster beasts.

"Death Scythe"

Suddenly, the black-robed man's body was empty, and the profound meaning of the soul of death was turbulent. Above his palm, a giant sickle shrouded in black fog appeared, with a deadly aura that slashed the heavens and the earth.

At the moment when the Death Scythe appeared, the profound meaning of the powerful death soul waved, causing the souls of everyone present to tremble instinctively.

"The strong meaning of death is still partial to the soul."

The Holy Master Jingfeng exclaimed.

He has never seen anyone with such a powerful death meaning.

"not good"

Zhao Feng's face sank, and he waved his left arm, instantly taking all the monsters into the Maze Realm.

The black-robed man waved his death scythe, and suddenly swept toward Zhao Feng, splitting a black crescent moon with a huge range, a condensed essence of the dead soul, accompanied by an extremely strong aura of death, and the waves spread out.

hu chi chi

The defensive formation of Shen Jizi resisted the attack on the black crescent moon, the material level, and the attack of the dead soul on it, penetrating through.

"retreat"

As Zhao Feng stepped back, a powerful force of wind and thunder poured out, pushing some members of the Nine Princes back.

The attack of the death sickle of the black-robed man landed on the ground, leaving a long dark ravine, and the nearby flowers and plants were instantly extinct.

Zhao Feng and the members of the Nine Princes escaped the attack range of the Death Scythe.

After all, Zhao Feng is very familiar with this trick.

But Zhang Yi was not so lucky. The scythe of death of the black-robed man, while swinging, had a huge range, and part of the residual power of the profound meaning of death fell on his beasts.

Immediately, dozens of king-level monsters were extracted, their souls were taken away, and they died directly.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yi shouted angrily, this is the territory of the Seventh Prince.

The black-robed man rushed forward so arrogantly, he didn't know how to restrain his attack at all, and he actually hurt his monster beast.

This powerful Profound Truth of Death is extremely harmful to life, comparable to the Profound Truth of Destruction. The life level of a king-level monster is low, and in the face of this power, there is no resistance.

The black-robed man made a direct attack, causing the members of the Nine Princes' team to look gloomy and their hearts heavy.

As soon as the black-robed man came, he directly attacked Zhao Feng, and the power controlled by the black-robed man had great restraint on the monster beasts.

Fortunately, Zhao Feng had already anticipated that he would take away the monsters in time, otherwise the loss would be huge.

However, the current situation is not much better.

Although the black-robed man is only in the realm of the quasi-sacred master, the profound meaning of death he masters, restrains many powers, and is also good at soul attack, which makes everyone feel difficult.

"Zhao Feng, who is this person?"

Ying Lao immediately sent a voice transmission to Zhao Feng.

Obviously, the man in black robe came to Zhao Feng.

The black-robed man completely ignored the words of the Seventh Prince's team. Naturally, he would not ask the black-robed man.

"Maybe one of my former enemies"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

The power of death under the control of the black-robed man now is many times stronger than that of the original death emperor.

But the black-robed man gave Zhao Feng the feeling that he was the Emperor of Death.

"what?"

Eagle boss was shocked.

Zhao Feng's previous enemy should have been before he took the house.

How could Zhao Feng provoke such a formidable enemy before he took the house.

"You stay away from him, this person's death meaning is too powerful, and he is good at soul attack"

Zhao Feng directly transmitted the voice to everyone in the Nine Princes team.

The power of death is no joke.

"Um"

Shi Yulei stared at the man in black robe.

Although his Shi family bloodline is good at defense, he can at most resist the attack of the black-robed man at the material level.

And most of the attacks of the black-robed man came from the soul level.

The soul level is Shi Yulei's shortcoming, and he does not dare to act rashly.

Similarly, Su Qingling is good at soul-level attacks, but the realm is too low.

People like Zhou Su'er, Jing Kai and the others are even less capable of fighting.

The Ninth Prince's team slowly stepped back.

"I'll only kill Zhao Feng, get out of here!"

The black-robed man always stared at Zhao Feng, and the voice came out, but it sounded at the soul level of everyone.

"My friend, since your enemy is Zhao Feng, why don't you join forces with us?"

The jade-faced scholar smiled slightly, the enemy of the enemy is the friend.

As long as the men in black robes pressed Zhao Feng, the Nine Princes' team did not have the power of the monster beasts, so they would be slaughtered.

"Ha ha"

The man in black robe laughed loudly, and a black mist of soul spread from his body, making it look like the god of death in hell, eerie and terrifying.

call

The black-robed man still didn't answer the words of the jade-faced scholar, and rushed towards Zhao Feng, the overwhelming power of the soul of death poured into the sickle of death.

"You too"

The jade-faced scholar immediately transmitted his voice.

Immediately, the members of the Seventh Prince's team were ready to rush out.

"Rewind"

Ying Lao shouted when he saw that the members of the Seventh Prince were ready to take action.

Including Zhao Feng, all the members of the ninth prince immediately retreated and left the seventh prince's city wall.

At this time, Zhao Feng's monster group was restrained by the black-robed man, and it was absolutely impossible to attack the city.

And if they retreat, the members of the Seventh Prince will not chase them all out, they must defend the city.

If a large number of members leave, this secret city will definitely be occupied by the other three princes.

"Zhao Feng, are you afraid now?"

The black-robed man burst into a gloomy smile, pressing Zhao Feng to leave, the terrifying and suppressed aura of the soul of death enveloped the Ninth Prince's team.

"What should I do? Chase or not?"

The Dark Soul Holy Master asked.

Now the Nine Princes team has retreated.

"Dark Soul Holy Master, go ahead, with the strength of you and the black robe, you don't need to be afraid of the Nine Princes team"

The jade-faced scholar thought for a moment and said directly.

The Dark Soul Holy Master left, and the Seven Princes team still had a Holy Master. Even if the other three princes came to attack, they would not be attacked immediately.

If Zhang Yi's herd did not lose, he would still be able to send another combat member.

"Well"

The Dark Soul Holy Master turned into a dark beam and left the city wall.

"Are you the Emperor of Death?"

Zhao Feng looked calm and asked for the first time.

After hearing this, Su Qingling, Jing Kai and Zhou Su'er were shocked. They had heard the name of the Great Emperor of Death. That was the ancient Great Emperor with the Eye of Death. Has his strength grown to this level?

But Old Ying, the Ninth Prince and others knew that the real Emperor of Death had already been killed by Zhao Feng.

"I am the one who killed you"

The man in black robe waved the scythe of death, and suddenly it split out, and a black crescent moon immediately enveloped the team of the nine princes.

"Saint Thunder Body"

Zhao Feng immediately turned the Holy Lightning Body, and his whole body flashed with golden thunder, then turned the wind and thunder of flames, and slammed his fists out.

Zhao Feng's Wind of Flame, Thunder True Essence, contains the imprint of Thunder Tribulation, the power of destruction, and is a terrifying power equal to the power of death.

bang

The golden thunder fist light swung by Zhao Feng smashed the attack of the black-robed man at the material level.

In the dark golden storm in the sky, a faint crescent moon of death struck. This is the power of the soul level, and it is not hindered by material attacks.

call

Zhao Feng was already prepared, an extremely strong soul will suddenly rushed out, carrying the power of countless thunder tribulations, and smashed it to pieces.

"Your Soul Will?"

The black-robed man was slightly surprised. The soul will that Zhao Feng showed with his strike just now surpassed the prospective Holy Master.

"I really can't underestimate you, Zhao Feng"

The black-robed man's voice was cold.

"No, Zhao Feng, the Holy Master of the Dark Soul in the Seventh Prince's team is also chasing after him."

Ying Lao saw a dark beam in the distance, and his heart shuddered.

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