Chapter 535 The Aggrieved Black God

"Han Sen..." Li Xinglun was a little anxious. Given his understanding of the Black God, how could he fail to see what the Black God was thinking.

"It's okay, someone wants to give me a beast soul, I have no reason not to, so let's make it so." Han Sen stopped Li Xinglun from continuing.

Han Sen knew that Li Xinglun had good intentions, and he didn't understand Hei Shen's idea, but it was just what he wanted. He had practiced with Tang Zhenliu for so long, and he was 100% familiar with the Possessing Little Demon Wind Saber Technique. Zhengchou couldn't find a chance to deal with the Black God, and he sent him to the door by himself, Han Sen naturally couldn't ask for it.

Moreover, he was able to take back the Hell Ghost Cow, such a good thing, Han Sen naturally would not let it go.

"Okay, happy, I'm starting to like you a little bit." Heishen smiled a little coldly.

"Go to the square, it's easy to use there." Han Sen said lightly.

"Okay." The Black God replied, but he didn't let his people get out of the way. He just went to the square around Han Sen, as if he was escorting a prisoner, but he was afraid that Han Sen would take the opportunity to escape.

Li Xinglun also brought people to escort Han Sen. When they arrived at the square, Han Sen and Hei Shen gave Li Xinglun the beast soul they had just obtained.

"Please." Hei Shen went to the platform in the square first, looking at Han Sen with cold eyes.

Since he took control of the Black God Sanctuary, he has not suffered such a big loss. As long as he has the opportunity, he would like to kill Han Sen immediately.

This time, he not only wants to get back the beast soul, but also wants Han Sen's life.

Hei Shen was very sure about his Little Demon Wind Saber Technique, and he had fought against Han Sen before, so he thought he knew Han Sen's depth, so he threatened Han Sen to a duel.

The news of the black god and Han Sen's bet spread quickly, attracting many people from the Star Wheel Shelter to watch.

Li Xinglun was a little helpless. If Han Sen refused to agree to the gambling, he could still protect Han Sen's safety in the Star Wheel Shelter, but during the gambling, he had nothing to say when the Black God killed Han Sen. It can be said that the beast soul has to be given to the Black God.

After Han Sen came to the stage, the Black God was too lazy to talk to Han Sen. He wished he could eat Han Sen's flesh and blood. He summoned the black beast soul knife and slashed at Han Sen.

Han Sen also summoned the Ghost Claw Blade and slashed out with a careless claw.

However, this seemingly random claw made the Black God frown secretly, and a strange color flashed in the eagle's eyes. If he continued to cut with this knife, his elbow would be cut off by the ghost claw blade first. Or it could be said that his elbow was sent to hit his ghost claw blade.

In desperation, Hei Shen could only withdraw his saber and back away. After dodging Han Sen's claw, he was ready to strike again.

He is very confident in the little magic wind knife technique. It is rare to see people in the same level who can block the second acceleration, and it is even more impossible for Han Sen.

In fact, most people have the same idea as the Black God. The Black God's little magic wind knife technique is very famous on the ice field, and has the reputation of "the disappearing magic knife".

Most people don't know Han Sen at all. Except for Li Xinglun who knows Han Sen's background, no one knows what Han Sen's background is, and he dares to duel with the Black God one-on-one.

But soon, everyone's eyes widened, and they could hardly believe what they saw.

The Black God took a step back, avoiding Han Sen's ghost claw blade, and wanted to cut again when he drew the knife, but he raised the knife halfway, but found that he couldn't cut it again.

Same as before, if he cut it further, Hei Shen found that his wrist was about to collide with Han Sen's Ghost Claw Blade.

"Coincidence?" Heishen felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't believe that such a thing would happen, nor did he believe that someone could block his little devil's wind knife technique like this.

Hei Shen backed up and slashed again, but then his face became very ugly.

Hei Shen slashed more than a dozen knives in a row, but he couldn't even slash out completely. The knives were only half out, so he had to take them back by himself.

Hei Shen didn't have the opportunity to display the most powerful secondary acceleration technique of the Little Mofeng Saber Technique, which made Hei Shen's face full of horror. He had never encountered such a thing, it could be said to be evil.

The people who watched the battle were already stunned, and outsiders like them could see more clearly that the famous sword technique of the Black God was completely useless in front of Han Sen.

It can't be said that it is useless, it should be said that the Black God can't even pull out the knife.

If the knife in Hei Shen's hand had a scabbard, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to pull the knife out of the scabbard.

Every time Hei Shen moved his wrist and wanted to lift the knife, he had to put the knife back in the next second. It was like this every time. Hei God didn't have the ability to use the knife at all.

From the beginning to the end, Hei Shen just kept backing away, as if a young apprentice who had just learned a knife was practicing in front of his teacher. The key point is that he has no chance to fight back.

The disappearing magic knife and the little magic wind knife technique seemed to have become a joke in an instant. They couldn't even get out the knife, and they were talking about secondary acceleration.

Backing up... backing up... as if there was no other option but to back up.

Hei Shen has never been so useless as he is today. The little magic wind knife technique he is proud of seems to have become the most useless useless knife technique in the world, and it even makes him feel terrible that he can't use a knife at all.

"It's too strong. Who is that person? It's too scary. It's like an old man teaching his son."

"When did such a strong man emerge on our ice field? It's too powerful."

"Damn it, the Black God was abused like a grandson. Is this really the Black God from the Black God Sanctuary?"

"Is it fake? How could the Black God's magic knife be so useless?"

"What's so surprising about this? Don't you guys know the term of gaining fame? He's talking about people like the Black God, but because of the fact that he has many strong men under him, he has no real ability. If he came to power, he would still be beaten like a grandson."

"Who is that person?"

Hei Shen bound his hands and feet, as if he was trapped in the thorns, he couldn't stretch his hands and feet at all, if he stretched out a little, he would be stabbed with blood, and the depressed Hei Shen just wanted to vomit blood.

Hearing the comments of those people below, Hei Shen almost fainted from anger.

With a loud roar, Hei Shen wanted to desperately swing his knife to fight back, but he just raised his arm, and Hei Shen realized that if he didn't pull back, even his arm would be chopped off, so he had to suppress his anger, He put the knife back again.

Aggrieved, incomparably aggrieved, Hei Shen felt aggrieved that he was about to be suffocated to death by urine.

Even the few evolutionaries in the Black God's Sanctuary were terrified at this moment, and could hardly believe what they saw.

They couldn't be more clear about the strength of the Black God. The Little Mofeng Saber Technique is invincible on the ice field, how could it be suppressed like this.

"What is the origin of that guy?" Their faces were full of horror, even the Black God was suppressed like this, wouldn't it be even worse for them to go up, maybe they would be beheaded in two or three moves.