C882 Battle Continued
C882 Battle Continued
"No, this is impossible. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in this world will not allow you to make a breakthrough."
Could it be that Yu Yu did not continue to explain to the Sickle of the God of Death as he swung down the Thunder Abyss Sword in his hand, causing a three hundred meter tall shadow to fall from the sky? The Sickle of the God of Death was alarmed when it saw this attack. It stopped thinking about why the Feather was so strong, and instead thought about how it could cover Myron. The aura of death on Blake's body was completely concentrated on the sickle.
The gigantic sword projection directly slashed down on the Sickle of the God of Death, and the Sickle of the God of Death finally experienced what fear was, because it felt the threat of death when it attacked.
"Ah!" There was a scream. Myron. Blake's remaining skeleton turned into dust as he was unable to withstand the oppressive force released by the feather attack.
Losing Myron. Blake's Skeleton, Death God's Scythe, could no longer continue to fight as it descended from the sky. With a flash, Yu Yu immediately caught the Sickle of the God of Death.
"You, what do you want to do?" The Scythe of Death felt a sense of fear as it fell into the hands of Could it be said that the attack just now had allowed it to feel the aura of a true cultivator? Although it was extremely confused as to why there were still cultivators on Earth, it was indeed the aura of an immortal cultivator.
"What for? Of course it's to take you back and reconstruct you. As long as I erase your spiritual wisdom, I would have a decent weapon. Why would I let you go? "
Hearing these words, the Scythe of the God of Death felt as if it had fallen into an icehouse. It hesitated for a moment before replying, "Let me go, I'm willing to become your weapon. I only hope that you won't erase my consciousness.
Could it be that Yu naturally knew what would happen if he lost the artifact spirit? However, the artifact spirit of the Sickle of the God of Death didn't seem to be very obedient. It would be better to wipe out the revived cultivation or use the Sickle of the God of Death to refine it again. Could it be that Feather did not care about the Sickle of the God of Death's shouts, and just threw it into his spatial ring for the time being?
Myron. Blake had already died, and the Imperials who felt that everything was over had appeared once again. Sensing the might and pressure that had been released by the Feather, the Chosen were all wondering if they could actually kill him. Some of them were even already on the verge of retreating.
However, even if they did manage to get away, they did not think that Yu would let them off that easily. At the moment, only a battle to the death would be able to end all this.
Andre. As the strongest remaining person, Blumer took the lead and charged forward, the warhammer in his hands smashing directly towards Huoyun Liu-Li. Seeing such a heavy weapon like the hammer, Yu Yu naturally wouldn't be so foolish as to go against Andrew. Brumfeld clashed head on and instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, disappearing from everyone's line of sight.
Could it be that the next time Yu appeared, he happened to be at Andre's residence? Behind Brumfeld, the lightning sword in his hand descended, slashing directly at Andrew. Brumfeld's head. Sensing the abnormality behind his back, Andre was shocked. Brumfeld immediately turned around, sweeping the warhammer in his hand. He intended to exchange the blows with the wings for the wounds.