The blood sickle was as tall as a person, and Ye Zichen carried it on his shoulders and looked majestically at the scarlet-eyed old man who had lost his mind.
The bloodthirsty old man who was hit hard raised his head and glanced at Ye Zichen.
The next moment, his right foot stomped on the ground, his palms turned into sharp claws, and he rushed towards Ye Zichen.
"Be careful, his speed is not normal at all..."
Luoyang covered the wound on his body as a reminder, Ye Zichen nodded lightly and clenched the blood sickle with his right hand.
Ding ding ding.
The sharp claws collided on the blood sickle with a crisp sound, and Ye Zichen's face was full of waving the blood sickle with ease, resisting all the opponent's attacks.
"I still want to be aggressive."
The sickle in his hand slashed towards the old man's arm, and his right arm was cut off by the blood sickle and fell to the ground.
The old man screamed in pain, and immediately grabbed the arm from the ground and put it to his mouth to bite hard...
Shishi and the others in front of the courtyard gate couldn't help but want to retire when they saw this scene. It's okay to eat other people's meat. This guy didn't even let go of his own.
As everyone knows, the moment he swallowed his arm...
boom.
In the middle stage of Heavenly Immortal, the spiritual pressure of the original was greatly increased, but in an instant his breath reached the advanced level of Heavenly Immortal.
And his arm that Ye Zichen cut off has grown again.
"Is it possible to restore one's body by devouring flesh and blood to improve strength? No wonder the foundation of spiritual power is so vain, but it is a bit tricky to restore oneself."
Ye Zichen nodded lightly, and the old man smiled gloomily at this time, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushing over again.
The speed of the old man is extremely fast, and it is impossible to judge his position with the naked eye.
"Leaves, behind!"
Xue Qi, who had been observing the situation, suddenly shouted out, Ye Zichen felt a chill in his heart, and his heart exploded...
"Hundred-Turn Flowing Light Armor!"
But in the end, he was still a step behind.
A second before the battle armor was summoned, his back had already been slammed by the opponent, and a piece of flesh and blood was torn down under the opponent's sharp claws.
"chatter..."
The old man smiled strangely as if mocking, and Ye Zichen took out a complex body pill from his arms and threw it into his mouth.
He held the blood sickle tightly in both hands, and his expression was accompanied by a trace of solemnity.
"Eat my halberd!"
At this moment, Luo Yang, who had been dormant beside him, stabbed with his halberd.
"Dare to hurt my city people in front of me, go to death!"
Seeing the people in the city die under the hands of this old man, Luoyang's heart was already full of anger.
The corner of the mouth of the old man with his back turned to him was accompanied by a strange arc, and Ye Zichen's heart skipped a beat when he saw his smile.
"do not!"
Luoyang's halberd stabbed towards the old man without any hesitation, but when his halberd penetrated his body, everyone realized that it was just a shadow of him.
"what… "
A scream came from Luoyang's mouth, and the old man did not know when to appear behind him, his sharp teeth biting hard on his neck.
"Go away!"
Ye Zichen kicked the old man away with one kick, and took out the medicine pill from his arms and threw it into Luoyang's mouth.
"It's okay!"
Luoyang's face was pale, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood. Thinking about the speed at which the old man sucked the blood of other people, the blood essence in Luoyang's body was also reduced by 20% in the moment just now.
"Cough cough... I'm fine! This beast, when such a big thing happened, why didn't my father come over."
"I don't need Lord City Lord to come, I have already found his weakness."
Ye Zichen smiled faintly and handed the weak Luoyang into their hands. Immediately, he got up and looked back at the old man.
At this time, the old man was already a little confused, just like Ye Zichen thought.
The more blood he sucks, the stronger his strength will be. Correspondingly, sanity will gradually disappear.
The most terrifying thing about a man is not his strong physique, but his intelligence. Without a rational person, there is no doubt that he is like a beast.
Even if his strength is strong, it will not help.
His deep eyes sank, and the sickle in his hand was raised high.
"rest in peace."
brush brush...
In an instant, six shadows exactly like him appeared in Ye Zichen's body and completely surrounded the old man.
The blood sickle slashed towards the old man in the middle at the same time!
The grim-faced old man still wanted to be aggressive, but he hadn't taken a few steps...
boom.
A blood mist erupted from the blood-stained body, and he fell to the ground weakly. The dead gray and scarlet eyes gradually dimmed, and the palms that turned into sharp claws returned to their original shape.
"The moment you throw away your reason, you've already lost."
Indifferent turned his head and put away the blood sickle, but under Ye Zichen's indifferent appearance, his heart was full of excitement.
"Fuck, the magic skill that guy taught me is really easy to use. And this weapon, it's much easier to use than Xuanyuan Sword General, and it's more handsome than it is!"
In the distant mountain range, Xuanyuan Xiang, who was guarding near the altar, couldn't help sneezing.
She rubbed her nose but didn't think much about it. She glanced at the man in white not far away, and then put her eyes on the blade on the altar.
"leaf."
Seeing that the battle was over, Shi Shi flung his arms and ran over.
The old man lying on the ground has stopped moving, but the innocent people who have been turned into mummified corpses are unable to survive.
Near the group of mummified corpses, many relatives and friends gathered around them and cried bitterly. Ye Zichen sighed softly, kicked the old man on the ground in front of Luoyang, and raised his eyebrows.
"You are the son of the city lord, this guy will be handed over to you. When this happens, you always have to explain to the city people."
"Thanks."
Luoyang cupped his hands towards Ye Zichen, and his expression was accompanied by a faint self-mockery.
At the very beginning, he was still unhappy with Ye Zichen, and he couldn't understand why he was so favored by Sister Xiaomo.
Now it seems that he has this qualification.
His eyes fell on the old man beside him, and there were still bloodstains on his palms and the corners of his mouth.
The blood...
creak.
He clenched his fists so hard that it would be fine for this guy to hurt him. He even dared to kill his city citizens in front of his young city lord. This… unforgivable.
锃.
The halberd that flickered with cold light was raised high, and Ye Zichen had already guessed what he was thinking when he saw this scene.
But he didn't stop it, since everyone was handed over to him.
Whether to kill or cut, it's up to him.
"This beast, messing with the laws of my city and harming the citizens of my city, I must kill him with my own hands and pay for the lives of the dead people!"
Luo Yang raised his halberd with red eyes and thrust it towards the old man.
Ding.
But just as he shot, a middle-aged man appeared in front of them, pushing his halberd to the side and inserting it into the ground.
"And helpers!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Zichen frowned, and clenched the blood sickle in his right hand and slashed towards the middle-aged man.