Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Special substances can change the physique of living beings. Gods are also a kind of living beings.

He wanted to see if the huge amount of special substances in his stagnant water could help Zhou Ping maintain his body shape!

Lin Qiye reacted instantly, pushing his mental strength to the limit, and a huge teleportation array unfolded in front of Lin Xuan.

On the long sword in Zhou Ping's hand, a huge and gorgeous magic circle also appeared, shining in all directions.

Lin Xuan could no longer hold on, and the huge water ball rushed into the teleportation array. As the array flashed with light, it appeared directly around Zhou Ping, surrounding him.

The three gods did not sit still and wait for death. The God of Wind and the God of Sand took action directly, trying to interfere with everyone's actions.

Although they don't know what they are going to do, whatever the enemy is going to do is what they want to stop.

Amon rushed directly towards the huge city wrapped in dim light.

He did not forget that his most important task was not to kill the Sword Master, but to curse the fate of the Great Xia nation.

A strange black light filled Amon's eyes, and countless complex runes appeared in front of him, merged, and finally turned into a curse with a strange aura, which he threw out.

This curse is not a curse of national destiny, but it can attract the surrounding mysteries to attack the city.

Given this human's character, he would definitely lend a hand, but even he didn't know how many mysteries were hidden in the fog. The other party would only be exhausted and eventually die.

After doing all this, Amon flashed and came to a mountain range on the side of the city. A strange black light shot out from his palm, nailed into the dim light shield, and caused ripples.

On the other side, before the attacks of the two gods could get close, Zhou Ping's sword energy surged around him. He didn't even draw his sword before the two attacks exploded.

At this time, the black water in the sky had already poured into Zhou Ping's body through the broken holes at an extremely fast speed. A huge water ball of nearly 100 meters poured into the body of the thin young man. The scene was indescribably weird.

The stagnant water poured into Zhou Ping's body, and Zhou Ping's broken body was instantly mended, dyed black like the abyss.

Zhou Ping raised his hand and felt it for a moment, then he understood something.

He could feel that a strange energy was filling his body, as if billions of silk threads were sewing his body together to prevent it from falling apart. It was like taking on the damage to Zhou Ping's body for him.

The strange energy was as vast as the ocean, but Zhou Ping's body was even more of a bottomless pit.

The burden of divine power is not so easy to bear.

These materials, plus his own strength, were only enough for him to swing three swords with all his strength.

After three sword strikes, he died.

But... enough!

Zhou Ping rushed towards the two gods. Seeing this, the two gods did not dare to resist and quickly retreated.

They didn't know how long the other party could hold out in this state, so they all chose to avoid the attack.

But it is not so easy to dodge the sword of the sword immortal.

The two gods retreated violently and escaped thousands of miles away in an instant, but Zhou Ping was faster!

With a three-foot-long sword in his hand, Zhou Ping was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and he approached in an instant.

He raised the long sword in his hand high and slashed vertically.

Now, he no longer has any so-called sword moves. Every move he makes is the ultimate truth of swordsmanship.

The terrifying murderous intent pressed towards the two gods. That murderous intent was so pure and so sharp that it made the two gods feel cold in their hearts.

At this moment, Zhou Ping seemed no longer a living being, but the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all living beings.

Zhou Ping swung his sword, moving smoothly and effortlessly in one go.

This is the first sword!

The sword was aimed at the God of Yellow Sand, Set.

Seth hurriedly mobilized all his strength to resist, and at the same time shouted for help from the wind god beside him.

Xio also mobilized all his divine power.

The yellow sand and strong wind mixed together, turning into a terrifying world-destroying natural disaster, rolling towards Zhou Ping.

But what greeted them was only the sword light that created the world.

The sword flashed, and the natural disaster dissipated.

Fengshenxiu stopped and suddenly felt warm blood splashing on his face.

He turned his head to look at his side, and a chill ran from the top of his head to his tailbone.

The God of Yellow Sand was cut in half by a vertical sword!

Today, humanity slew a god for the first time.

And the god-killer is the mortal sword immortal, Zhou Ping!

Fengshen Xiu tried his best to control his body and prevent himself from shaking.

He was unwilling to admit that he was actually afraid, afraid of the human beings whom he regarded as ants.

He is a god, how could he be a mere pig who provides faith?

When Xiu looked up, he saw that Zhou Ping was now in tatters, with holes all over his body filled with light black water.

With just one sword strike, most of the strange substance in the stagnant water was consumed.

That huge amount of matter could hardly withstand Zhou Ping's sword!

The howling wind rushed towards Zhou Ping, but Zhou Ping just shook it casually. The world became too quiet again, and there was no trace of Xio's figure.

He actually ran away directly.

Zhou Ping slowly turned his head and looked towards a corner of the city, where Amon was controlling strange runes to flow into the mountains.

Amon also noticed that Xio's breath had disappeared, and was looking up when their eyes met.

Amon: ...

Without any hesitation, Amon threw away the curse of national destiny, which had just been completed by less than one-third, and ran away.

Zhou Ping snorted coldly and was about to draw his sword to catch up, but stopped.

He noticed that countless mysteries were rushing towards this direction, and from a distance, they seemed endless.

He hesitated.

"Just go ahead and do it, and leave this to us."

He looked down and found that Lin Xuan and others were waving at him. At this time, they put on their masks again and drew their long swords.

The sound just now was heard directly in his ears. Zhou Ping was not unfamiliar with this ability.

Force the sound into a line.

He raised the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth, also forcing the words into lines.

"Hold on, I'll take you home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ping's figure disappeared from the spot and chased in the direction Amon left.

The city was slowly moving towards Daxia, and terrifying pressure was pouring down from the distant ocean.

The pressure didn't seem to come from a single individual, but rather from the power emanating from countless monsters connected together.

The people in the city who were still awake looked nervously at the end of the sea level through the shield.

Chen Han forced himself to stand up and also looked into the distance.

Where the sea and the sky meet, strange and mysterious creatures appear one after another in the field of vision.

Endless as far as the eye can see.

"Brother Chen, this..."

Lu Yu's face turned pale, and he clenched his hand slightly while holding Chen Han's.

Chen Han frowned, his back was covered in cold sweat, but he still stood straight with a solemn expression.

He turned around and looked at Lu Yu seriously.

"You stay here to protect the people, don't go anywhere."

The giant dragon and the masked figure had disappeared at some point. They might have gone to resist those mysteries, and he naturally couldn't fall behind.

Even if Chen Han dies, he will die standing!

"how about you?"

Lu Yu asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.

Chen Han touched the emblem in his arms.

“Someone has to do something.”

Chen Han's eyes were determined.

"Well said, so you should take a rest."

A voice sounded beside his ear, and Chen Han felt a pain in his head and fainted on the ground.