Chapter 1071: Grim Reaper (3)

Death stepped on her side of the thick black clouds.
He seemed to walk very slowly and slowly, but like the wind, he saw it clearly, but came to his face instantly.
Yang Zi eyebrowed that he was about to go to the car, could no longer care about it, held the small iron tower and hit him.
No matter how powerful Mo Xiejian is, he is just a human refiner.
However, the small iron tower is different. After getting it, Yang Zimei always felt that it was not a human thing, but should be a real artifact.
Death did not turn around but turned his elbow suddenly, and the sickle cut to the little iron tower.
Huh!
A sharp metal impact sounded, and a red and black light burst out between the sickle and the small iron tower, tearing the black sky ...
Yang Zi's eyebrows shook slightly, and he was taken aback by this sudden light.
Death seemed to be surprised, his nose hummed, and he turned around ...
As he turned, the hair that originally covered his other half of his face rose up ...
Seeing that half of his face, Yang Zimei was surprised again.
The half face before was exactly the same as Xuehu, so beautiful that there were no flaws.
Unexpectedly, the other half of the face was just like Shura. In addition to the black color, it was in a rotten state, and he could even see the disgusting bug crawling on it.
And the eyes here are not the same as the eyes just now, there is no Hitomi, only red.
It was astonishing that all the blood in the world gathered in it.
Really not Snow Lake?
Yang Zi frowned at the half-angel and half-devil face of Death ...
Her heart was a little flustered.
This panic is not from the horror of the face of death, but the fear that this death is not a disaster of Snow Lake.
Death didn't care about her sorrow, the sickle on her hand was picked again, on the small iron tower on her hand ...
The red light of the small iron tower suddenly appeared, and the whole volume quickly became large. It was almost the same size as Yang Zimei's height. As if it was spiritual, it met the challenge of sickle.
It was another black and red light soaring into the sky, and then, like a firework, exploded on the sky, and the small flames scattered, looking beautiful and thrilling.
The eight bodyguards who followed were naturally unable to see Yang Zimei stepping on the black cloud, only to see the small iron tower on her hand grow larger, and finally a strange light shot into the sky.
Of course, they also felt that the atmosphere around them was very different, as if standing on Xiaosuo's slaughterhouse ...
They wouldn't frown in front of strong enemies, and unconsciously hugged their arms to let goose bumps that suddenly swelled away.
They really don't know what happened.
Huo Wenhua once said to them that the girl was not an ordinary person and that everything should be obeyed by her instructions, and she wouldn't listen.
However, Huo Wenhua, who is entangled in anger and has a magnetic field channel similar to ghosts and gods, can see ghosts and gods, as well as the battle between Yang Zimei and the of death.
The battle seemed to be only a few times, but he was frightened and sweaty.
However, he could not clearly see the face of the of death. He could only roughly see a black body man, which felt very depressing and shocking.
Thinking of Yang Zimei's first command, he also guessed that it might be death.

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