Slashing God: Captain Death Returns from the Mist

Surya's roar did not make Hela and Tyr hesitate at all, and they quickly rushed out of the fog.

When Zhou Ping saw the two gods running away, he looked at Surya with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The sword finger in his hand changed, and the sword energy that stabbed Surya condensed into a giant silver sword in the air. Now this tremendous power rushed towards Surya.

When the sword light touched the dim sun wheel in front of Surya, it instantly destroyed it.

Surya was horrified when he saw this, and felt extremely desperate. It seemed that he would die here today.

However, as expected, an accident is about to happen.

Just when the giant sword was only one meter away from Surya's chest, a rapidly rotating light wheel suddenly appeared in the air and blocked the tip of the giant sword.

A rich golden light bloomed from the rotating halo, gradually grinding the giant sword into nothingness.

Wasn’t the halo that appeared before Surya the same as Vishnu, one of the three supreme Brahmas in the temple of the gods?

Surprised and happy, he quickly knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky, "Surya, thank the Lord."

Just as Surya finished speaking, a Buddha statue suddenly appeared in the blue sky above the snow-capped mountains. The middle of the Buddha statue seemed to have been cut in half by a knife. One half of the face looked kind and solemn, while the other half had a green face, fangs, and fierce eyes.

However, the two completely different Buddha faces were combined together without any sense of incongruity at this time. The whole body was lying on a lotus platform. Behind the platform, a huge nine-headed cobra bent its body, covering the entire lotus platform.

The one who came was Vishnu, one of the three supreme Brahmas in the temple of Deva.

The halo that just blocked Zhou Ping was his supreme artifact - the Miaojian Divine Wheel.

"Are you the new god who created a completely new law?" Vishnu looked at Zhou Ping on the top of the snowy mountain, his eyes full of curiosity and admiration. "Leave now and enter the Temple of the Gods to take the throne of the Emperor of Heaven."

In Vishnu's view, it would be great if a god with strong combat power and the ability to create laws could join the Temple of Heaven.

However, Zhou Ping did not answer. He drew his Dragon Elephant Sword and said in a cold tone, "The Great Xia ahead is forbidden by the gods!"

As he was speaking, a loud sword sound rang out from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

A giant sword that covered the sky appeared above Vishnu's head, and with the power to split the sky, it stabbed fiercely at the lotus platform where Vishnu was.

The tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and before it reached the enemy, five cobra heads were chopped off by the sharp edge.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you." Seeing that Zhou Ping didn't give him face and seriously injured one of his beloved followers, Vishnu's originally kind face was gradually covered by green fangs.

His entire body also turned green, and he slowly stood up, holding a golden hammer in one hand and hammering it on the ground, while the other hand held a golden bow hanging at his waist.

A golden light flickered behind him, and he stretched out two arms again. One hand held the Miaojian Divine Wheel with one finger, and the other hand held a white jade vase.

Vishnu glanced at the giant sword of creation above his head, and threw the golden hammer in his hand lightly at the giant sword.

The moment the two touched, the giant sword collapsed instantly.

However, the golden hammer's momentum did not diminish, forming a parabola in the sky and flying straight towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping was so solemn when he saw that this ordinary golden hammer could be so powerful. The Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand hummed and slashed towards the golden hammer with a strong sword principle.

'boom'

When the two touched, the sound of metal clashing turned into a sound wave and air wave that spread in all directions, shaking several nearby snow-capped mountain peaks and causing them to collapse in an instant. The snow on the mountain collapsed and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Ping's body retreated rapidly, and his right hand holding the sword trembled constantly.

Although he stopped the golden hammer, he was also shocked and embarrassed, but fortunately he was not injured.

"Well, you are very good. You are at the level of a main god and can take my attack without getting hurt. I really like you. I will give you another chance. Join the Temple of Heaven or die." The attack just now looked light, but in fact, Vishnu had already mobilized the power of the law. No main god could withstand this attack, but Zhou Ping took it and was not injured.

This made Vishnu even more curious about Zhou Ping.

However, Zhou Ping slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Vishnu's eyes narrowed. Zhou Ping's actions had already told Vishnu the answer. As one of the three supreme Brahmas in the Temple of Heaven, Vishnu was already giving Zhou Ping a lot of face by inviting him twice.

But Zhou Ping didn't even say no and just drew his sword and chopped the man down. How could he put his face down?

"Since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish." Vishnu's eyes were filled with anger at this time.

Since such a new god with huge growth potential does not join the Temple of Heaven, he must be destroyed.

The Miaojian Divine Wheel in his hand spun rapidly, turning into a stream of light and cutting towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping held his sword horizontally to block, but in an instant, the originally extremely sharp Dragon Elephant Sword was cut into two pieces by the Miaojian Divine Wheel.

Zhou Ping's pupils shrank, and as he retreated violently, a halo of sword energy appeared behind him. The sword energy of the warrior turned into a long river, rushing towards the Miaojian Divine Wheel.

When Vishnu saw that the Miaojian Divine Wheel below was in a stalemate with Zhou Ping, he was secretly shocked and his murderous intent towards Zhou Ping became stronger.

Vishnu raised the golden bow and aimed it at Zhou Ping, while with his other hand he pulled the bowstring to its full extent. With the infusion of divine power, an arrow containing infinite power slowly emerged from the golden bow.

After charging, the arrow flew off the string, leaving a golden shadow in the air and rushing towards Zhou Ping.

When Zhou Ping saw the arrow coming, he immediately broke the stalemate with Miaojian Shenlun and turned into a sword light and shot to the side.

However, the Miaojian Divine Wheel and the golden arrow seemed to be able to track, turning into two streams of light and chasing Zhou Ping relentlessly.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhou Ping secretly became angry and looked at Surya who was standing aside with a gloomy expression.

The figure that turned into sword light suddenly changed direction in the air and rushed towards him.

The sudden change left Surya unable to react and he just stood there in a daze.

He really couldn't understand why this Red Dust Sword Immortal from Da Xia, who was only at the level of a main god, dared to rush over and kill him under the attack of Lord Vishnu.

The sword light passed through Surya's chest, taking away all his life force in his surprised and confused eyes.

"You...are so brave!" Zhou Ping slapped Vishnu twice in the face and spat at him for killing the sun god of the temple right under his nose.

The overwhelming anger made Vishnu's body flash with golden light, and four arms appeared behind him again, and the trident, golden knife, shield and other artifacts were thrown fiercely at Zhou Ping.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ping knew that he could not escape. He stared straight at Vishnu with a crazy arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha, I am the Red Dust Sword Immortal of Daxia. Even if I die, you will never set foot in Daxia!" After saying that, Zhou Ping's body flashed with silver light. Ignoring the many flying artifacts, he turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Vishnu.

Vishnu sneered in his heart, stretched out his hand, and a golden hammer and shield appeared in his hand. He held the shield horizontally in front of his body, directly blocking the sword of Zhou Ping's incarnation.

The divine power in his hand surged towards the golden hammer, and he raised it high, vowing to smash the sword in front of him into pieces.

Just as Vishnu was about to bring down his hammer, a roar suddenly came from the sky, "Vishnu, how dare you!"