I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

Even though Changhong and Bingpo were both supreme gods and had rich combat experience, they were still badly beaten by Ye Hua, who was like a mad dog.

"You two traitors, I will take your heads as a sacrifice to my father's spirit in heaven."

Ye Hua held the Qingming Sword in his hand, brought out the aura of thunder, roared and slashed at Changhong and Bingpo.

Seeing that the two men were about to die by the sword, a red shadow flew out and stood in front of them.

The red shadow snapped his fingers, Ye Hua's mouth exploded, and the Qingming sword flew out backwards.

"Su Jin, it's you again!"

Ye Hua's eyes were full of murderous intent. He hurriedly picked up the Qingming Sword that had fallen to the ground and pointed the sword at Su Jin.

Su Jin gently peeled off the tip of the sword with two fingers and said with a gentle smile: "So what if it's me? Have you missed me after not seeing you for a thousand years?"

Before Ye Hua could answer, the Heavenly Lord flew out and shouted, "Su Jin, you have committed many evil deeds and disturbed the world. Now you dare to allow your subordinates to kill innocent people. Why don't you kneel down and confess your crime?"

"Noisy!"

Su Jin rolled her eyes and slapped him.

"careful!"

Ye Hua waved the Qingming Sword and rushed to block before Tianjun.

Unexpectedly, Su Jin's palm turned like a spirit snake, bypassing Ye Hua lightly and slapping Tianjun's old face hard.

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded, and the Emperor screamed and flew out of the South Heaven Gate.

Ye Hua roared, "Su Jin, you allowed your subordinates to kill my father, and now you have injured the Emperor of Heaven. I will never stop fighting you."

Su Jin sneered: "Fight to the death with me? Humph, do you have the ability to do that?"

"Look at the sword!"

Ye Hua rushed out violently, and his powerful magic power was poured into the Qingming Sword.

Suddenly, the light of the Qingming Sword flashed, and the sword skills were whirring, carrying the energy of breaking stone and splitting gold, and stabbed towards Su Jin fiercely.

Ye Hua’s first move was a killer move, and the magical power he inherited from his father was running rapidly.

Facing such an attack, Su Jin's body was as steady as a rock, not moving an inch. She pointed her finger in the air, and the purple-gold thunder transformed into a purple light shield, blocking all the sword energy.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Ye Hua thrust out several times with his sword, his attack was like a violent storm, but even the corner of Su Jin's clothes was not shaken.

Su Jin smiled and said, "I heard that you inherited all the power of Father God. Seeing you today, your attack is indeed much stronger than the combined power of you, Donghua, and Zheyan a thousand years ago. But you still can't kill me."

"Bitch, don't be so arrogant. I don't believe that no one in the world can control you."

Ye Hua looked extremely ugly.

I thought that since I had inherited all the power of the Father God, even if I couldn't defeat Su Jin, I could at least give her a taste of my power.

I didn't expect that when I fought with her again, I still couldn't shake her at all.

During these thousand years, not only did he make progress, but Su Jin's magical powers also became more and more unfathomable.

"Have you used up all your killer moves? Now it's my turn."

Su Jin took a step forward.

Almost in an instant, the entire Ninth Heaven began to tremble violently.

An extremely suffocating and terrifying pressure surged out of Su Jin's body like a pouring galaxy.

"Ye Hua, retreat quickly, you are no match for her."

Donghua noticed the commotion and rushed over, just in time to see this scene.

He was so shocked by the powerful energy waves released by Su Jin, and knew that Ye Hua was no match for her. He screamed while using his magic power to protect himself.

"Crazy Thunder Vajra Fist!"

A huge purple-gold black thunder surged out from Su Jin's palm, spinning rapidly and condensing into a giant purple thunder fist that was a hundred feet in size.