Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Seth once again raised the incomparable sandstorm axe, injected surging divine power into it, and swung it fiercely towards Zhou Ping!

The huge golden moon blade, filled with murderous power, slashed towards Zhou Ping.

The already injured Zhou Ping would definitely not be able to block this attack.

Seeing Zhou Ping's sword finger surrounded by sword energy, Seth snorted coldly as he tried to make a desperate attempt. "You are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. You are overestimating your own abilities!"

boom!

Before Zhou Ping could make a move, a golden moon blade fell from the sky and slashed fiercely at the axe blade!

The terrifying explosion seemed to tear the sky and earth apart, shattering the surrounding void and causing the fog to surge.

A tall golden figure was severely knocked back by the sandstorm axe and retreated to Zhou Ping's side.

Zhou Ping looked at the tall figure and was slightly stunned, "It's you?!"

Ying Gou gripped the saber tightly in his hand and said in a loud voice, "We meet again."

Zhou Ping asked with some doubt: "Ye Fan said that the gods of Daxia cannot leave Daxia. How can you leave the country?"

Ying Gou said in a muffled voice, "I am a zombie, not a god. The zombie clan is not recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so naturally they are not bound by the Heavenly Dao."

Zhou Ping nodded, not quite understanding. All he needed to know was that the corpse ancestor in front of him was here to help him.

Ying Gou looked at Set, his gaze fixed on his sandstorm axe, which was filled with killing power. He said slowly, "The axe in that guy's hand should be a supreme artifact. You don't have the power of law, so you can't resist it. Leave it to me."

Zhou Ping glanced at the saber in Ying Gou's hand, which was more than a person's height. There were already several tiny cracks on it, left by the axe used to resist the sandstorm just now.

"Can you?"

Ying Gou said, "If the opponent has stepped halfway into the Supreme Divine Realm like me, and he also has a Supreme Divine Artifact in his hand, I will definitely not be his opponent."

"However, the opponent is currently only at the Lord God level. Even if he holds the Supreme Divine Artifact, he cannot unleash its full power. I am confident that I can hold him back."

"Thank you." Zhou Ping nodded.

After a brief exchange between the two socially anxious people, they each rushed towards their opponents.

Seth looked at the tall man in front of him who was holding a saber, wearing tattered golden armor, and exuding murderous intent, and his face was full of confusion.

The aura on him was complex, containing divine power, the power of the underworld, and a mysterious oriental power...

It looks like a god but not a god, and like a devil but not a devil. What kind of monster is this?

hum!

Ying Gou gripped the saber tightly in his hand and rushed towards Set.

Seth brandished the sandstorm axe in his hand, and with the murderous intent that burst out, he blocked the saber that was coming down, and chopped Ying Gou's chest with a backhanded axe.

Ying Gou was knocked back by an axe, and the golden armor on his body was directly shattered, leaving a shallow axe mark on his chest.

Seth was completely numb. What kind of monster was this with such a strong and terrifying body?!

Fengshen Xiu looked at Zhou Ping in front of him. Even though he was injured by the sandstorm axe, he was still like a sharp sword standing in front of him.

"Zhou Ping, right? I admire your courage. If you are willing to submit to the sun, I can give you the opportunity to become a god." The admiration in Fengshen Xiu's eyes became stronger.

Zhou Ping shook his head and said, "I don't want to become a god."

Fengshen Xiu raised his eyebrows, "What's so good about being a human? Experiencing all the seven emotions and six desires will trap you in birth, old age, sickness, and death for your entire life."

"As long as you become a god, you will have endless life and supreme divine power, and enjoy the worship of the world. Isn't that good?"

Zhou Ping said seriously, "The reason we are called human beings is that we should do what we want to do in our limited lives and enjoy a short but beautiful life. Even if it is just a flash in the pan, at least we have tried our best to bloom."

"What's the point of living an endless life if you waste away the long years?"

"You think immortality is a gift from God, but to me, it's just a cage that keeps you serving."

Fengshen Xiu's eyes turned cold, "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless. Keeping a talent like you will sooner or later become a threat to Sun City!"

Swish!

After saying that, a wind blade came straight towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping dodged sideways, and the wind blade came back like a boomerang, weaving through the fog and continuing to slash towards Zhou Ping!

boom!

A burst of sword energy shot out, instantly shattering the wind blade behind Zhou Ping.

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Ping coughed lightly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fengshen Xiu looked at Zhou Ping and asked with a puzzled look, "Where's your sword?"

Zhou Ping stretched out his hand, pointed to the location of his heart, and said slowly: "Here."

hum!

A terrifying sword intent rose from Zhou Ping's body into the sky, forming a sword as clear and transparent as glass in the void!

Fengshen Xiu was startled by Zhou Ping's sudden outburst. This kid's strength had increased significantly compared to before. What was going on?!

"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart."

"The meaning of a sword is not to kill, but to protect."

hum!

The Glazed Sword made a crisp sound, traversed the void, and instantly came in front of the Wind God Xiu!

The wind god Xiu quickly used his divine power to set up dozens of thick wind shields in front of him.

But the sword energy of the Glazed Sword was like a rainbow, and it pierced through all the wind shields in an instant with overwhelming force and flew towards them!

Fengshen Xiu dodged quickly, but was still cut on the arm by Zhou Ping's sword, and blood flowed out.

"What a strong state of mind!"

Fengshen Xiu looked at Zhou Ping, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Zhou Ping's understanding of the sword has reached a higher level.

This was the sword he had comprehended in the moment of life and death when he faced Set's Sandstorm Axe.

After risking his life, his sword now has a soul of its own!

If Zhou Ping possessed the power of law, he would have become a god by now!

Unfortunately, the laws of this world have been divided up by the gods of many divine kingdoms. A sword without the power of laws can only hurt gods but cannot kill them.

However, Fengshen Xiu also had a headache when he faced Zhou Ping, who had just achieved a breakthrough after a life-and-death crisis.

If he were to strike me a few more times, even if I didn't die, I would be seriously injured and fall to a lower realm.

If he were to be seriously injured again by the man in front of him, there would be no place for him among the Nine Pillars of the Sun City!

Fengshen Xiu's mind moved, and he began to chant the summoning spell.

In the fog, countless mysteries from various realms heard the call of the wind and ran out of the fog, rushing towards the broken city behind Zhou Ping like a tide.

Fengshen Xiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Zhou Ping and asked, "Are you planning to save the people in that city, or are you planning to continue to fight with me?"

Zhou Ping's sword finger dropped slightly, and the originally clear and transparent glass sword began to flicker, and his state of mind, which had just broken through, began to fluctuate.

Fengshen Xiu's psychological strategy worked.