I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Anubis was slightly startled, and before he could react, he felt the knife energy coming towards his neck.

"Humph, I told you, this won't work for me!"

Due to the sensory error, Yang Jian was unable to carry out precise attacks on him, so the range of his attacks was particularly large, and the sword energy flew out for five or six meters. However, Anubis was a god in Egyptian mythology after all, and his power was really not weak. The scimitar in his hand was also a treasure left over from the ancient pharaoh era. So when Yang Jian's sword energy came over, he was able to rely on his powerful strength and the weapon in his hand to forcibly block the sword energy, and then use his ability to destroy perception to guide Yang Jian's next move to another place, and he ran to the side of Yang Jian, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, the soul-chasing technique is not just talk.

Any living being in the sky and on the earth, whether dead or alive, as long as it has a soul, this technique can easily track it.

In other words, it was almost inevitable that Yang Jian would find him.

Therefore, when the second blade was heading straight for Anubis's face, he had already foreseen the result.

"As long as I deflect this blade, he still can't hurt me. Humph, it's all in vain... Uh, wait... wait... What's going on? I... Why can't I move? No... No, this is the technique he mentioned, the technique that works in conjunction with his soul-chasing technique. It can make me lose the ability to move... Damn it..."

He saw that Yang Jian was making a seal with his left hand and looking at him with a smile, and he immediately understood the whole story.

Among the seventy-two transformations, the immobilization technique!

Just like the soul-chasing technique, this move actually targets the soul.

As long as it is a living being with a soul, even if it is dead, it can be naturally immobilized once the seal is released. This is the power of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

Of course, the prerequisite for these two techniques to be effective is that the opponent's realm is not as high as Yang Jian. In other words, anyone at the same level of Daluo Jinxian or below will definitely be hit.

Of course, the time it takes to take effect varies with people's strength and ability. For example, even for Monkey King or Bull Demon King, who are both proficient in the Seventy-Two Transformations, this move can only freeze them for a few tenths of a second.

But at this moment, even if it is only 0.1 second, it is enough!

Swish!

The white blade energy passed through from above the right corner of his eye to the left side of his chin, as easy as cutting tofu.

Immediately afterwards, Anubis screamed in pain, half of his head flew up, and blood gushed out.

This blow split his brain and outer shell into two halves. Intense pain came over him, and Anubis gasped for breath. His body turned into a ball of blood mist and quickly retreated. The part of his body that was chopped off also turned into the same mist and returned to the blood mist.

A hundred meters away, the blood mist gathered again and took shape, turning into a new Anubis, but at this moment, his face turned extremely pale, obviously he had suffered a serious injury.

Yang Jian pointed his long sword diagonally, looked at Anubis and smiled, "Sorry, there was a problem with my perception, so it was difficult to form a truly accurate strike. In fact, I was planning to directly cut off one of your arms... but I didn't expect to chop off your head! Don't worry, I will definitely be more accurate next time!"

Anubis was extremely angry, but he really didn't understand the traditional Chinese martial arts such as the Eight-Nine Profound Arts and the Seventy-Two Transformations. He was afraid that the other party had other means to deal with him, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

There was no way. Yang Jian's sword cut off one third of his strength, because this one third of energy was all used to repair his body.

If he doesn't run away now, he might really die after being hit a couple more times!

Can the god of death die too?

Gods are just higher beings, so death will accompany them as well, but they will live longer than ordinary people.

Yang Jian attacked again, but Anubis turned around and ran away at an astonishing speed. However, since he had already found a way to deal with him, how could Yang Jian let him go?

At that moment, he used the soul-chasing and immobilization spells again. As soon as Anubis turned around, his body was immobilized and he could not move at all. Then the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and pierced into Anubis' heart.

Snapped!

boom!

Suddenly a ball of fire exploded, and Anubis' figure suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, and then disappeared without a trace.

Yang Jian couldn't help but frown: "No, the knife just now didn't pierce him at all..."

He suddenly looked down and saw that Anubis had appeared among the 100,000 wolf-headed soldiers below. In an instant, he turned into a wolf-headed warrior and blended into the crowd.

"Oh, the substitution technique?" Yang Jian suddenly realized, "It seems that the reason why this guy is so difficult to deal with is because of the existence of this wolf-head army... Hmm, the holy monk is really something, why hasn't he wiped out all these bastards yet?"

Anubis, still terrified, glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye and thought to himself, "Fortunately, this immobilization spell can only immobilize my body, but not my mind. This gives me the opportunity to mobilize the wolf-headed warriors to replace me. Otherwise, I would have died a miserable death!"

"I can't go on any longer. It seems Horus has already been defeated by that guy named Nezha. I'm alone and can't do anything against the three of them. My chances of winning are slim. Unless I use my ultimate move and die with them... But I don't want to die over such a small matter. It's too worthless! I'd better leave first and report back to the leader!"

As he spoke, he hid among the wolf-headed warriors and kept backing away.

However, during the retreat, he couldn't help but discover a strange problem.

"It seems... there are fewer and fewer Wolf-Head Warriors? Hmm... that's not right!"

Anubis suddenly discovered that a bald man was rushing towards him with a crushing momentum. Along the way, all the wolf-headed warriors who blocked his way were killed by him with one punch, leaving no trace.

"How is this possible? The death of one Wolf-Head Warrior doubles the number. Unless the number reaches a maximum of 100,000, there will be no more deaths. Why... wait... this guy actually killed over 100,000? So the number of Wolf-Head Warriors is starting to decrease sharply?"

This incredible conclusion appeared in Anubis's mind, and his eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.

"impossible!"

The moment Anubis shouted this, he felt a fist grow from small to large and hit the bridge of his nose fiercely. He felt a mixture of pain, numbness and soreness. As his nose bled, he couldn't help but scream, "This is unscientific!"