unscrupulous angel

Although Silver Sword's cultivation has reached the level of a god emperor, compared with the No. [-] clone, it is far behind.Under normal circumstances, after he restores his body, he directly confronts the Death God's Sickle head-on. Even if he is not directly cut in two by the Death God's Sickle, it is absolutely inevitable that there will be cracks on the sword body.

However, Duan Hao held it in his hand at this time, and when he slashed out with a sword, he didn't suffer the slightest damage. How could he not be excited?

But why this is so, he is very puzzled.

"Of course it's fine. My energy is attached to you. If you still have something to do, wouldn't that be nonsense?" Duan Hao rolled his eyes and said.

After hearing this, Yin Jian suddenly realized.Now that he is teaming up with Duan Hao, his strength is no longer as simple as one plus one equals two.It's okay, that's what it should be.

Here, Yin Jian and Duan Hao can be said to be cool.On the other side, clone No. [-] had an extremely ugly expression.

The enemy's strength has become stronger, which is naturally not a good thing for him.

Before the No. [-] clone, he still had enough confidence to kill Duan Hao, Emperor Tianling and others.But now, his confidence is somewhat lacking.

"Blazing Sun!"

At this time, Duan Hao's self-confidence is bursting because he knocked out the death scythe with a single sword.Without hesitation, he shot again.

The figure suddenly accelerated and caught up with the death scythe.The giant sword in his hand exuding golden light, with the sound of tearing the air, slashed at the death sickle again.

Clang~!

The harsh metal impact sounded again.

The Death God's Scythe was blown away again without any accident, and this time, a slight crack appeared on the Death God's Sickle.

On the other hand, the body of the silver sword was not damaged at all.

"Haha, good, great, brother Hao, go on, go on, cut it to pieces!" Yin Jian screamed excitedly, it seemed that only in this way could he vent the bad breath in his heart.

"No problem!" Duan Hao nodded, he was holding his breath before, and now he was finally able to stand up as a serf and sing, how could he give up?

The speed was brought to the limit directly, closely chasing the death scythe.At the same time, the long sword in his hand kept slashing out, one sword after another, one sword was faster than one sword, and one sword was harder than one sword!

The piercing impact sounded continuously, and the cracks on the death scythe continued to increase.

No. [-] clone's expression became more and more ugly, and he wanted to control the death scythe to temporarily avoid its edge, but Tian Ling took the opportunity to make a move, making it impossible for him to distract himself from controlling the death scythe.

Finally, 10 minutes later, after Duan Hao let out a terrifying roar, the death scythe was cut off, turning into energy and dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

"Mal Gobi, brother, let's see how you pretend to be 13 now!" Duan Hao turned his head to look at the No. [-] clone after finishing the death scythe, his eyes were as cold as a knife.

The No. [-] clone just felt as if it was being targeted by a poisonous snake, with a feeling of being stabbed in the back.

Whoosh~!

There was a sound of piercing through the sky, a figure flashed, and in the next second, Duan Hao had already appeared behind the No. [-] clone.

With the whistling sound of the wind, the giant sword fell from the sky and hit the No. [-] clone.

That's right, it's not chopping, but smashing!

A ten-meter-long gigantic sword, with a blade as wide as a door, would definitely be enough to drop it directly.

No. [-]'s eyelids twitched, and he quickly retreated...