Feeling the second wave of divine pressure approaching rapidly, Zhou Ping frowned. His speed did not slow down at all, but was even faster!
He must seriously injure Seth before the two gods join forces, otherwise he has no chance of winning.
Zhou Ping's sword broke through the space and came to Seth. The tumbling sword energy rushed out and rushed towards Seth's face like a tornado!
Seth's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment his entire body turned into yellow sand and disappeared without a trace.
The sword energy passed over the gravel without touching Seth at all, and Zhou Ping's face suddenly became solemn.
At the same time, a strong wind came from the void and hit him hard on the back, knocking him to the ground!
boom--!!
Zhou Ping's figure fell on the desert like a meteorite, shaking up a large amount of sand and gravel. Then the surrounding yellow sand quickly rolled back, like a huge upside-down coffin, sealing Zhou Ping inside.
In the sky, yellow sand swept across, and the cloaked figure of Seth condensed out again.
He lowered his head and looked down at the giant yellow sand coffin and snorted coldly.
"Human beings are only human beings after all. If they cannot control the power of law, they will never be able to truly hurt the gods.
This...is the gap between us."
He held his palm in the void, and the giant coffin between the yellow sand shrank in an instant, as if it was about to crush Zhou Ping inside into powder!
Ding--!
A crisp sword cry sounded, and a ray of sword light penetrated the coffin, cutting a gap in it, and the black-clothed figure rose into the sky.
Fengshen Xiu stood tall in the clouds, made a strange seal with his hands, and slowly pressed down.
Endless strong winds erupted from the void, converging into a terrifying tide of strong winds, rolling towards the rapidly approaching figure.
Zhou Ping's right hand trembled slightly, but he still held the sword finger. His eyes stared at the storm that could tear a city into pieces, and he calmly pointed out his finger. The fingerprints were so fast that they dragged out a large number of afterimages in the air.
The raging wave of sword energy surrounded Zhou Ping, and with his sword fingers, he crashed into the oppressive storm.
The sword energy and the storm collided violently!
A shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded from the clouds, spreading hundreds of miles in an instant. Zhou Ping's sword energy shredded almost all the wind blades, but there was still a large amount of residual wind falling on his body, blowing away the blood-stained black blade.
The shirt was cut open again with a lot of blood.
The previously clotted blood scab was torn open, and a large amount of blood instantly dyed Zhou Ping's body red.
Zhou Ping groaned and fell rapidly downwards.
Seriously injured and without a sword in his hand, he was now close to his limit. With the cooperation of the two gods, he soon fell into a disadvantage.
At the same time, Seth stretched out his palm and grabbed the desert sand beneath him. Endless yellow sand emerged from it, converging into a nine-meter-long dark golden spear in his palm, exuding terror in the air.
The murderous aura made even the surrounding air dry.
He held the spear in his hand and swung it towards the rapidly falling figure!
boom--!!
The dark golden spear pierced the sky, making a harsh explosion, and pierced Zhou Ping's body like lightning!
Zhou Ping raised his sword finger and tried to block the spear with his sword energy, but at this moment his sword energy was exhausted. When his sword finger pointed on the spear, his entire right hand was shaken into a ball of blood mist and shattered in the air.
!
Fortunately, this finger still caused the spear's trajectory to deviate a little, missing Zhou Ping's heart and piercing his right shoulder instead.
Zhou Ping's body smashed through the bottom of the desert sand boundary, and like a meteor, fell straight into the misty earth.
At this time, the broken city under the protection of Fengdu Law had moved forward nearly twenty kilometers, completely disappeared into the battlefield between Zhou Ping and the two gods, and disappeared into the mist.
Of course, at this distance, it only takes half a step for them to catch up, so neither Xio nor Seth have any intention of pursuing them. As long as they kill the human in front of them, the city of Broken City will fall to them sooner or later.
in hands.
What's more, Amon has been staying in that city, cursing the fate of Daxia's country through the dragon's veins.
Half of Zhou Ping's body disappeared, and a pool of blood soaked the ground under his feet, spreading to the surroundings. He slowly let his body stand up from the huge crater, his face extremely pale.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
He lowered his head, coughing violently, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Surrounding him was a city that had been abandoned in the fog for an unknown period of time. A large number of bricks and residual soil were scattered around him, and the ruins of the ruins in the distance were looming in the fog.
In the pool of blood, Zhou Ping's coughing finally subsided.
He slowly raised his chest, stood up straight, and looked up.
In the mist, two majestic and sacred figures slowly fell from the sky...
"Human, you are proud enough that you can achieve this." Fengshen Xiu stood barefoot in the void, looking down at Zhou Ping's figure, and said calmly.
Zhou Ping stood in a pool of blood, turned his head slightly and glanced at the direction in which the Broken City was leaving.
Standing there silently.
"Why, you still want to delay time so that the city has a chance to escape?" Seth sneered, "You should know that such a small distance is nothing to us, even if you delay it for another half hour
so what?"
Zhou Ping shook his head, "I just feel a little regretful."
"What are you sorry for?"
"It's a pity that I'm still a little short of taking that step."
He raised his head and looked at the two figures exuding divine power in the sky, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "Unfortunately, I'm still a little short of it, I can... kill the gods."
"Killing gods?" Seth sneered, "A mere human being is really arrogant..."
"Kill him."
Xiu took a step forward, stretched out a finger, and the cold wind condensed on his fingertips...
Ode——!!
At this moment, a harsh sonic boom broke through the silent fog and was rapidly approaching here.
"Huh?" Xio and Seth, who were about to take action, raised their heads in confusion and looked toward the sky.
Zhou Ping also looked up.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank!
I saw clouds rolling back from the sky in the mist, like a vast and raging wave, sweeping towards the earth.
At the top of this wave of clouds, seven figures stood steadily. Their bodies exuded a faint silver light, dispersing the surrounding fog. On their faces, seven completely different masks looked down at the battlefield below.
They came on clouds.
Zhou Ping recognized these masks.
The seven people stepped on the clouds and mist, landed steadily among the ruins, and walked to Zhou Ping's side.
"You..." Zhou Ping looked at the seven people blankly.
The face that remained unmoved even after going through the divine battle showed an unprecedented shock.
The figure wearing the Sun Wukong mask walked to his side,