Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Why did the divine power of the True Zen Saint King disappear? This question weighed on the heart of the Tianwu Saint King like a heavy stone.

In the fierce battle with the Iron-Blooded Warriors, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Why did Shinzen's divine protection suddenly disappear?"

Upon hearing this, Tiexue Wushuang's eyes flashed with a cunning light. He sneered and said, "Why, Saint King, do you also want to win unfairly? Is the glory of the God Clan so fragile that it needs to rely on protection to maintain it?"

The Tianwu Saint King frowned, and his voice revealed a hint of determination: "Of course I like to fight head-on, that is the glory of a warrior. However, today is about the survival of the God Clan. Even if I don't need protection, other God Clan warriors do. Without protection, how will they face the fury of the Hades Clan?"

Tiexue Wushuang laughed loudly, his fighting spirit growing stronger: "Then let's give it a try. Let me see if you, the Saint King, can still maintain your so-called glory without the protection of divine power."

A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Martial Saint King. He knew that there was no way out of this battle, whether for himself or for the entire God Clan. He took a deep breath, and the divine power in his body began to gather, preparing to launch the final offensive.

Seeing this, Tiexue Wushuang was not to be outdone. A violent aura emerged from his body. The mace in his hand was engraved with strange patterns, emitting a fierce aura. He shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, Hao Claw, crush it!"

Following his roar, Tiexue Wushuang swung his mace, creating a gust of wind, and pounced on Tianwu Shengwang. The mace left a trail of afterimages in the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

Facing this fierce attack, the Holy King Tianwu showed no fear. He snorted coldly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "General of the Underworld, you are unparalleled in iron and blood. I admit that you are a warrior worthy of respect. However, you have fallen into a disadvantage."

“Hmph, I decided to use my Thunderous Fist to respectfully put an end to you!” The voice of Saint King Tianwu was like thunder. Powerful lightning force gathered on his boxing gloves. Every punch was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air as it collided with the iron-blooded and unparalleled mace.

The battle between the two powerful men was like the collapse of heaven and earth. Every confrontation caused a collapse of rubble and shook the surrounding land.

Their fight is not only a contest of strength, but also a confrontation of wills. Every move and every style is filled with a desire for victory.

In this life-and-death contest, both warriors showed their strongest strength. The lightning power of Tianwu Saint King and the violent force of Tiexue Wushuang collided in the air, bursting out with dazzling light, like fireworks blooming, beautiful and dangerous.

Finally, in a duel of strength, the Heavenly Martial Saint King, relying on his powerful divine power and combat experience, found the flaw of Tiexue Wushuang and knocked him out with one punch. Tiexue Wushuang fell heavily to the ground, and although he was seriously injured, there was no fear in his eyes, only unyielding.

Holy King Tianwu stood on the battlefield, with several scars on his body, but his eyes were full of victory.

The Heavenly Martial Saint King stared at Tiexue Wushuang who was thrown to the ground, his eyes like lightning, and his voice was full of tragic grandeur: "It's over, you are brave, but to offend the gods is to court your own destruction. Come on, the heaven and earth are furious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine power of the Heavenly Martial Saint King was fully activated, and the entire battlefield could feel a strong vibration. The power erupted from the epicenter where he stood, spreading to the surroundings, like a tsunami, sweeping everything. The earth was shaking, the sky was roaring, and the warriors affected were shaken all over, their internal organs were like being hit by a heavy hammer, and even the strongest warriors could not escape the fate of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Under the impact of this force, Tiexue Wushuang should have had no chance of survival and should have died.

Seeing this, Ni Tian Er Xing became extremely anxious. Although he had fought hard against five great gods and killed two and seriously injured three, three new great gods surrounded him, making it impossible for him to escape and seek rescue.

However, at this critical moment, Wang Hun stepped forward, and countless light and dark energy quickly condensed into a shield around him, resisting the impact of the wrath of heaven and earth. The shield shattered under the huge force, but Wang Hun was unharmed, and Tiexue Wushuang also survived miraculously.

The smile on Saint King Tianwu's face, which showed he was confident of victory, froze at this moment.

Wang Hun had just finished fighting with four great gods, Zhui Ri, Tian Kui, Gui Mu and Xie Yang. Zhui Ri, Tian Kui and Gui Mu were seriously injured and retreated, while Xie Yang had been killed by him with one sword. He turned to Tiexue Wushuang behind him and said, "You take a rest first, and I will do the rest."

Ni Tian Er Xing in the distance also called out anxiously: "Iron Blood Wushuang, come back and rest for a while."

The seriously injured Tiexue Wushuang looked at the Grand Marshal, then looked at Wang Hun, and tried his best to stand up, then grabbed Wang Hun's hand, ignited all his soul power, and said to the Grand Marshal in the distance with tears in his eyes: "Grand Marshal, Wushuang is useless and cannot defeat the Holy King of the God Clan!"

Ni Tian Er Xing looked at Tie Xue Wu Shuang in shock: "Tie Xue Wu Shuang!" He wanted to rush forward, but the six great gods stopped him. Ni Tian Er Xing was furious and attacked them angrily.

Generals of the Underworld such as Suifengqiwu and Death Eyes also saw this scene. Suifengqiwu shed tears, and other generals of the Underworld also had more or less emotional fluctuations.

Wang Hun calmly said to Tiexue Wushuang: "Let go, you can still live, you still have a chance."

Tiexue Wushuang responded firmly: "I live to realize the Grand Marshal's ideal of letting the Underworld return to the earth. You are more important than me, and you can help the Grand Marshal better. Listen carefully, this is the reincarnation technique of my people, I will give you all my soul power!" Before he finished speaking, Tiexue Wushuang's body gradually disappeared, and soul power emerged from Wang Hun's body. He felt that his strength had increased by another 10%.

Wang Hun said sternly, "I will help you achieve it, Iron-Blooded Unparalleled." Then, he turned to the Heavenly Martial Saint King in front of him and challenged him, "Have you thought about how you will die?"

The Holy King Tianwu sighed: "He is indeed a man, so go all out." A new war was about to break out.

The Hades and their allies joined forces. The battle had been going on for three hours, and the Gods were already at a disadvantage. More than twenty of the Hundred Gods were killed, two of the Six Great Gods were killed, and more than two thousand of the God Soldiers were killed. The battlefield was covered with corpses and blood, and the sky was also illuminated by the flames of war.

Ni Tian Er Xing and other Hades generals and allies witnessed Tiexue Wushuang's sacrifice, and their hearts were filled with grief and anger.

They knew that only by completely defeating the gods and then returning to the earth could they comfort the iron-blooded warriors who sacrificed themselves.