Zhan Shen: I am the spokesperson for the Great Love Immortal

At this time, Fengshen Xiu also frowned deeply.

Of course, Seth was not the only one who was shocked by what was happening before his eyes. He was also shocked. However, unlike Seth, he noticed something wrong.

Although Xiu frowned, he did not stop attacking. With another wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept towards Galan.

However, this time the gale was not meant to attack Galan, but instead flew over and wrapped around Galan, blowing her entire body backwards.

Seeing this scene, Xio sneered.

"It's just a bluff. She's just an unbreakable turtle shell. We don't need to worry about her. Let's just go and kill the dying human."

In Xiu's eyes, Zhou Ping's threat is undoubtedly far greater than that of Galan.

As he finished speaking, Seth nodded and ignored Galan who was blown away. Instead, he chased after Lin Qiye and others at full speed.

When Lin Qiye and the others who were escaping saw this scene, they immediately realized that their bait plan had failed. Then, Lin Qiye quickly said something to An Qingyu.

"Qingyu!"

"understand!"

As An Qingyu agreed, a silver thread suddenly swept towards the blown Galan.

Almost in an instant, the silver thread tied Galan's waist and abdomen and pulled him back onto the somersault cloud.

As Galan fell, Lin Qiye caught Galan.

"Jialan, how are you?"

Jia Lan shook his head and said to Lin Qiye with some disappointment:

"Nanaye, I'm fine, but it's a pity that your plan failed."

Lin Qiye shook his head and helped Galan stand up on the somersault cloud.

"It's okay. I didn't expect you to hold them back forever."

Looking at the two gods gradually approaching in front of him, Lin Qiye's expression became solemn.

The current situation is really not very good.

Just as he and An Qingyu had calculated at the beginning, Galan only held the two of them back for less than five minutes, and during this time, even with his somersault cloud, he couldn't get very far.

Although the somersault cloud has the reputation of being able to travel a great distance with one somersault, it depends on who is using it.

If Sun Wukong himself used it, he might really be able to travel 108,000 miles with one somersault, but now if Lin Qiye used it, it would be very impressive if he could travel 10,800 miles with one somersault.

At this moment, in Lin Qiye's eyes, two rays of light, one yellow and one green, were rapidly approaching his somersault cloud, and they were about to catch up.

Suddenly, Lin Qiye gritted his teeth.

"Qingyu, use the second option."

An Qingyu nodded, and instantly used the [Weird Silk] to push a black box down, smashing it towards the two gods Set and Seth.

This fallen black box was exactly what they had snatched from the Ancient God Church when they were in Gusu. Although they were not quite sure what was inside, they could still vaguely guess that the contents must be related to the evil god.

As long as it is the means left by the gods, it can always delay them for a period of time.

Just as the black box fell in front of the two gods, the entire black box disintegrated due to falling from a high altitude, revealing the contents inside.

"This is?"

Looking at what came out, Seth frowned immediately, but then followed it with a sarcastic smile.

"You're overestimating your own abilities. You think you can stop us with just a mere projection of a god? Have you lost your mind?"

The poor six-winged black angel Lucifer's shadow had just crawled out of the black box, and before he could say any trash talk, he was smashed to pieces by a giant beast condensed from yellow sand.

At the same time, Lucifer's voice was heard between heaven and earth.

"Ahhh!! Mortal God Realm, Michael, I'll fuck you!"

Seeing that Lucifer's shadow was shattered so easily by Set, Lin Qiye spat before he could even feel the hatred for his enemy rising in his heart.

"This is too weak."

As he finished speaking, Lin Qiye's face darkened.

Now, even the projection of the evil god has been used, but it still cannot delay enough time for his side. The only means left in his hand is a pair of chopsticks that Zhou Ping left to him.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye took out the chopsticks and held them in his hand.

This chopstick contains the remaining sword energy of his teacher Zhou Ping. When activated, it can produce the sword power of Zhou Ping in his prime.

However, once he used the chopsticks, they would have no other means...

Even Zhou Ping himself could not kill Seth and Xiu, so it was naturally impossible for him to do so with this sword energy. The most he could do was to temporarily force the two gods to retreat.

However, simply forcing them back would be useless, as their Somersault Clouds couldn't outrun them...

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye's heart couldn't help but become heavy.

Is our story going to end here?

However, just when Lin Qiye was about to use the chopsticks, a hand covered in scars and blood grabbed his hand holding the chopsticks.

Lin Qiye looked back and saw Zhou Ping, his face covered in blood, smiling and shaking his head at him.

"Qiye, do you know?

Actually, at first, I thought you wouldn't come to save me...

After all, who would care if someone like me died...

But I was wrong. You came after all. You came to save a insignificant person like me."

After listening to Zhou Ping's words, Lin Qiye and others were stunned for a moment, and then Baili Pangpang was the first to shake his head and refute Zhou Ping's words.

"Senior Sword Saint, what nonsense are you talking about? Even if we say that you are the Sword Saint of Daxia, we will still come to save you!"

"Yes, Senior Sword Saint, you are not an insignificant person, you are the Sword Saint of our Great Xia!"

As Baili Pangpang finished speaking, others also began to speak.

Chapter 200: Red Dust Sword Immortal

Listening to what everyone said, Zhou Ping gradually began to laugh.

Slowly, tears mixed with blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

For many years, he had always wanted to be recognized by others and wanted to be a real hero.

He is working hard for this dream.

But what did he really get in return for doing so?

Zhou Ping laughed, but his tears flowed more and more violently. Gradually, they became like the Yellow River bursting its banks and could not be restrained.

In the past, he was bullied, betrayed, scolded, isolated, and beaten...

In short, he has never been truly cared about by anyone...

When he was young, he had a father who loved gambling and domestic violence, and a mother who was a hostess and the same kind of person as his father.

If the mysterious man had not appeared later, he might have died on the day his parents decided to sell him.

In an instant, Zhou Ping's thoughts drifted far away, and he gradually recalled his life experiences.

He is actually not very old this year. If you calculate carefully, he is only about 25 years old.

However, age is not the standard for measuring everything.

The suffering he experienced was so much that others would hardly encounter in their entire lifetime.

He began to recall his dark and miserable childhood, and gradually moved on to the days when he was adopted by his third uncle. In the blink of an eye, he met Ye Fan and became the Sword Saint of Daxia.

The day Ye Fan appeared, his dream of becoming a hero truly came true.

But is he really a hero?

Is there really anyone who thinks that someone like him is a hero?

Suddenly, he saw a group of unruly students in front of him.

During the days when he was teaching them, although they were all geniuses, Zhou Ping almost wanted to give up.

But in the end, during the time he was teaching them, not only did he become their teacher, but they also became his teachers.

Gradually, Zhou Ping burst into tears without knowing when it started.

He was laughing, crying, and talking to Lin Qiye and the others.

"Thank you... Thank you for saving me..."

"What? Senior Sword Saint, what did you say?"

Because everyone was on the somersault cloud, the whistling wind kept passing by them, and Zhou Ping's voice was originally soft, so except for Lin Qiye beside him, no one else could hear what he was saying.

In response to Baili Pangpang's question, Zhou Ping's face flushed instantly and he spoke loudly.

"I said!

I!

Zhou Ping!

Thank you so much for coming to my rescue!

I’m so happy!

Hearing Zhou Ping's words, Lin Qiye and others were stunned. At this moment, the two gods behind them were almost catching up with them.

At this moment, Zhou Ping slowly supported Lin Qiye's shoulders and stood up from the somersault cloud.

With tears in his eyes, he smiled as he looked at the lovely people in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is here.

No one, not even God, can hurt you in front of the teacher."

As Zhou Ping finished speaking, his aura suddenly began to erupt like a fountain.

In the end, the aura around him seemed to transform into a sword sharp enough to pierce through the stars.

In such a situation, seeing Zhou Ping burst out with such a fierce momentum, even the two gods chasing him from behind inevitably stopped and began to look at Zhou Ping vigilantly, no longer acting rashly.

However, Zhou Ping stretched out his scarred right hand towards Lin Qiye.

"Qiye, lend me a sword."

"it is good."

As Lin Qiye handed [Qi Yuan] to Zhou Ping, a sharp sword light that pierced through the sky and earth also cut through the void.

"Two years ago, Ye Fan told me that there was a precedent of humans becoming gods, so he asked me to try to see if I could break through the boundary between humans and gods.

Unfortunately, I have only just figured out the difference between humans and gods until this moment."

At this moment, in Zhou Ping's eyes, the laws of the world were no longer high and mighty, but all appeared before his eyes.

In this world, there are many laws, such as the Fengdu law that maintains Honglian, the underworld law mastered by the outer gods, and the five fundamental laws of wood, fire, earth, metal and water between heaven and earth.

It’s just a pity that the moment Zhou Ping saw them, he knew that these laws all had an owner.

Some of them belong to the outer gods, some belong to the Great Xia gods, and some belong to the gods who are dead but not yet dead but are sleeping.

But without exception, among these laws, there is no path that belongs to humans.

There are three thousand great ways, but there is no place for human beings.

"How ridiculous."

At this moment, Zhou Ping pointed his sword at the river of laws that carried all the laws of the world and swung the sword suddenly!

There are no roads in the world, but as long as someone wants to walk.

road.

Right under your feet!

At this moment, with the rescue of Lin Qiye and others, Zhou Ping completely broke the knot in his heart and released the sharpest sword between heaven and earth.

There are so many troubles in the world, but only one sword can make one immortal.

Since heaven and earth are unwilling to give humans the power to choose the laws, then humans will take it, rob it, and understand it on their own.