Chapter 1693 The strength of the Iron Killing God, the battle will start
Wherever the Ice Soul Snow Sword passed, the space froze instantly after it cracked.
Everyone felt the cold and frozen feeling, as if their souls were frozen and their thoughts were about to stagnate, and they couldn't help but be amazed!
"What a strong freezing rule!"
"I heard that the son of God Han Che is a sixth-grade Nascent Soul, and the freezing law is extremely concise, and the probability of reaching the top and turning into a god is extremely high. When I see you today, it is indeed powerful!"
"Son of God Han Che, beat this four-legged long-haired beast!"
"Son of God Han Che, come on! We love you!"
The male monks were a little better, but they just cheered for it in their hearts. Princess Hongyi and other little fans shouted wildly, and they were so excited that they seemed to faint.
"Haha, husband, your female fans are not as many as him!"
Zhao Xueqing sent her voice with a teasing charm, but she was actually quite proud and proud in her bones.
Jiang Tian’s status, even his cultivation strength, and his roots and bones are more than that of the Son of God Han Che?
It can be said that the son of God Han Che did not deserve to carry his shoes to Jiang Tian.
But Jiang Tian does not have so many female fans.
This is not that Jiang Tian has no charm, but that he is clean and deliberately keeps a distance from many female cultivators. These female cultivators cannot get close to each other, so naturally they cannot have fantasies and beautiful thoughts, and are all strangled in the cradle.
For example, the son of God Han Che invited Princess Hongyi to chat and talk on the flying boat, which was to hook up and seduce.
"Hey. Your husband is ordinary, but he is not as charming as the other son Han Che!"
Jiang Tian pinched Zhao Xueqing's little hand, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice.
The two of them had a very fast spiritual transmission, and their thoughts were connected, but it was just a snap of their fingers. However, the confrontation between Han Che and Tie Sha in the field had an end.
There was only a "clang" sound.
Han Che's nine Ice Soul Snow Essence Swords were broken in an instant, and endless law fragments flew across.
The power of Tie Kill's punch did not weaken at all, but was faster and more powerful. It was as fierce as a super-large meteorite, hitting the sky with a destructive and destructive posture.
Under this huge fist, Son of God Han Che looked so small and fragile like an egg under Mount Tai.
Faced with the terrifying punch, Han Che's face changed slightly. At this time, it was impossible to destroy this punch or dodge it.
"The shield of cold and chaotic, frozen for thousands of miles!"
The son of God Han Che roared to the sky, and the Nascent Soul in his body also made the same sound, his eyes flashed with resolute expressions, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood in his natal essence.
The essence and blood appear as ice and snow, crystal clear, exuding a hint of coldness, freezing through the space, instantly penetrated the body, turning into fragments of the frozen avenue.
Clang! A loud bang!
A huge shield about a radius was formed in the air, trying to block the iron kill's punch.
This shield is filled with cold air, covering the frost, as if it is carved from a piece of cold jade from a thousand years of icebergs, but in fact it is composed of the supreme frozen law, extremely tough and frozen space.
"Son of Han Che burned the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul, and he worked hard!"
At this moment, Elder Pan and others became nervous and clenched their fists for it.
"It will definitely be able to withstand it! Humph! How can a mere iron killer compare with my son of god?"
Princess Hongyi thought to herself with secret comfort, cheering up.
However, the facts are extremely cruel.
Clang! A sound.
The "Frozen Shield" suddenly shattered like tofu.
Many space fragments were flying in a mess. Several mid-stage Nascent Soul monks around him only touched a little space fragment and were cut into two pieces and died instantly.
The power of space fragments is terrifying.
Son of God Han Che was punched dozens of miles away, deeply embedded in the sand, leaving a thin passage.
During this process, countless crisp and pleasant sounds of fractures sounded. How many pieces of Han Che’s body were broken, blood was like a fountain, and his mouth was wide open and he vomited blood.
"What?"
"The power of a punch is so terrifying!"
"Is the Iron Killing God so powerful?"
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
"This, how is this possible!"
Especially Princess Hongyi, she feels like the world view collapses.
The God of Han Che, who is known as invincible and stunning, isn't he an iron-killing general?
This iron kill is too powerful!
"Son of God Han Che, are you okay?"
Princess Hongyi looked concerned and regretful, and wanted to rescue Han Che, but she didn't dare.
The Iron Killing God killed the entire operation team with one punch. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Iron Killing God had completely the upper hand. As he said, he was enough to deal with all the human monks present, and the disciples and followers behind him were not at all.
Need to do it.
There was no response in the "hole" where the Son of God was located.
After a while, a muffled sound came out.
The son of Han Che flew out.
But at this moment, he was covered in blood, ragged clothes, and disheveled hair, which was miserable and embarrassed. What's even more terrifying is that his cultivation level actually fell from half-step to the Nascent Soul, which means that the Iron Killing God just broke the punch.
The spiritual fetus seriously injured his half-step god's Nascent Soul!
"fear!"
"It's so scary!"
At this moment, everyone was almost crazy.
"We are far from defeated. Alas, we still underestimated the demon clan. We didn't even see the Scorpio God. We just encountered a slightly inferior strength than Scorpio, and we were completely defeated!" Pan
The elders were so scared that their faces were pale, their hearts almost exploded, trembling and shaking.
"Han Che, you are not my opponent. What crime should you offend me today?"
The Iron Killing God asked sneeredly, and turned to show a bit of joking and teasing, and said contemptuously: "Why, follow me to my wolf's nest and be my plaything?"
The son of God Han Che had a cold face and was in a dilemma for a moment.
He was unwilling to fail.
However, he also understood that he was definitely not the opponent of the Iron Killing God.
But if you run away, can you escape?
Suddenly, a jade plaque flashed around his waist.
The son of God Han Che swept his divine consciousness and his face suddenly became contemptuous, and he snorted coldly: "I just got the news that the Ganghuo, Weiming, Green Miasma, and other great gods of my Demon Justice League have been here in person.
I expected that they would join forces to siege and kill and use all their strength to do it, and the Scorpio God could not hold it for a long time."
"You are sure to make things difficult for me, rather than slipping away before they arrive!"
When I heard the name of the great gods such as "Ganghuo", the face of the Iron Killing God changed slightly. After sweeping his spiritual sense, he was sure that it was not a silence, and his face changed again.
"Haha. I just had a conversation with Brother Han Che, and I didn't want to kill you. At this time, the competition is over, so I will say goodbye naturally!"
The Iron Killing God is also a person who roams the planet and kills everywhere. After thousands of battles, he will never die. He will naturally understand the principle of judging the situation and once he loses his opponent, he will immediately spread his strength thousands of miles away.
God Han Che wanted to tease him a few words at this moment, but he didn't dare.
After all, it wouldn't take much effort to kill him if the Iron Killing God wanted to kill him. Maybe it could be done in a ten-blink snap.
Of course, he didn't need to lose his life because of his quick talk.
The Iron Killing God glanced at the wolf demon cultivators behind him without any trace and said indifferently: "Take our rations with you and leave!"