A crisp sword cry sounded, and a flash of sword light flashed across the sky, chasing after an Indian god.
"Damn it, how could this human being be so strong..." The Indian god felt the murderous aura approaching rapidly from behind, and a touch of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.
Within two days, this human with a sword had hunted the heads of three main gods in the melee, and he still has such terrifying fighting power!
The gods of Daxia suddenly and desperately counterattacked, causing the already shrinking front line of the Indian gods to continue to shrink inward. In the process, many Indian gods were killed, resulting in gaps in many places in the defense line.
, and this human being is one of the beings who opened the gap.
"Carrie! Help me stop this human!"
In his peripheral vision, a familiar figure appeared. The goddess known as Kali frowned and galloped to his side.
"Being chased to this point by a human... Enjili, you are in such a sorry state."
Another main god came to help, which made Enjili feel relieved. He gradually stopped and looked back.
A figure wearing a black shirt and holding a long sword fell from the clouds. There were several wounds on his body, and the hem of the black shirt was in pieces, but his clean and pure eyes were still as bright as stars.
"Two main god-level ones..." Zhou Ping muttered to himself.
After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his sword, unleashed his mighty sword intent, and slashed towards Enjili's neck!
The two main gods took action at the same time, and a bolt of thunder carrying flames collided with the sword intent, making a loud roar. Goddess Kali tore open the void with both hands, turned into a black shadow, and flashed behind Zhou Ping in an instant!
Zhou Ping sensed the danger and quickly dodged, leaving behind an afterimage that shattered into black fire that filled the sky and disappeared without a trace.
His figure condensed hundreds of meters away, his expression a little solemn.
From the fluctuations in divine power, he could clearly sense that the combat power of these two main gods was very strong. After two days of fighting in the divine battle, he had many scars left on his body, and he might not be able to easily gain the upper hand now.
The two Indian gods, one on the left and one on the right, attacked Zhou Ping at the same time. The brilliant sword light chopped off the divine power one after another, and they reached a deadlock for a moment.
At this moment, a thick golden stick shadow fell from the sky, violently forcing the goddess Kali back several miles. Zhou Ping felt the pressure was relieved, and cut a ferocious sword mark on Enjili's body with a backhand sword, dripping with blood.
Falling into the sky.
Above the clouds, I saw a figure wearing broken golden armor, carrying a golden hoop, flying towards here.
"Sun Wukong?" Zhou Ping said in surprise, "Your injury..."
As the first Daxia god to arrive at Chennanguan, Sun Wukong, like Yang Jian, had faced situations where one was against seven or even eight, and the injuries he suffered were not so easy to recover from.
"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Sun Wukong said calmly, his golden eyes like a burning furnace, releasing a terrifying fighting spirit.
Seeing this, Zhou Ping didn't say anything more, he just concentrated on holding the sword in his hand and slashing towards Enjili!
With Sun Wukong sharing the opponent's share for him, Zhou Ping's pressure suddenly decreased, and the sharp sword light slashed out one after another, and soon Enjili's figure was submerged in the endless ocean of sword energy.
As Zhou Ping groaned, the sword brushed his palm, and the surging sword intent rose into the sky, cutting through the thunder and flames wrapped in the ocean of sword energy, and a frightened head was shattered in the sword energy.
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Enjili's body, which was cut into pieces and blood, was swallowed up by an invisible ripple. The next moment, it appeared in the mouth of the female beast behind, with its abdomen bulging again...
At the same time, Sun Wukong dragged his seriously injured body and relied on the incomplete Dharma and fierce fighting methods to suppress the goddess Kali. When Zhou Ping solved an Indian god and joined the battlefield, the situation instantly turned one-sided.
He got up and quickly killed the second Indian main god.
Zhou Ping looked down at the wave of mythical beasts rushing towards Chennanguan with a solemn expression.
"We can't go on like this." Zhou Ping said solemnly, "I'm going to kill those female beasts."
If you want to kill the female beast, you must first create a gap in the defense line of the Indian gods and fight all the way to the deepest part... And you will inevitably be surrounded and suppressed by countless Indian gods along the way. After all, once the female beast is killed, they will contain the Great Xia God.
The last resort will also disappear.
No matter how strong Zhou Ping is, it is extremely difficult to do this, not to mention that he is still injured.
But Zhou Ping knew very well that no matter how difficult it was, there would always be someone who would stand up.
That's why his sword exists.
Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop on his shoulder, glanced at the several huge female beasts hidden behind the countless Indian gods, and said calmly:
"Okay, I'll open the way for you."
Zhou Ping and Sun Wukong looked at each other, turned into two streams of light, and rushed towards the place where the Indian gods were densest. Sensing the fluctuations of divine power from these two to the mother beast, dozens of minor gods and several major gods around them took action at the same time!
The surging divine power stirred in the air, Sun Wukong roared, and the Qitian Dharma was outlined again. The huge demon ape was about to hit the divine shadow in the sky directly, when a seal suddenly swept in front of him!
The seal rotated in the air, magnified rapidly, and instantly covered the entire sky. Like a mountain filled with fairy energy, it crashed down in front of many Indian gods!
The figure of Jinxian Guangchengzi stepped out of nothingness, followed closely by the figures of Master Taiyi, Master Yuding and others.
"Little friend Zhou Ping, we are here to clear the way for you." Master Yuding held a long sword in his left hand, but his right arm was empty. It must have been chopped off by an Indian god in the melee.
A smile appeared on Zhou Ping's face, and he saluted with his sword: "Thank you all."
Although most of the gods of Daxia were injured in the two-day divine battle, they did not hesitate to use their strongest magic weapons and power at this moment. The three golden immortals joined forces with Sun Wukong to forcefully survive in India.
A bloody path was created between the gods, and a large amount of divine blood and divine bodies were swallowed up by invisible ripples, and the reproduction speed of the female beasts behind them accelerated!
When Zhou Ping saw this, the eagerness in his eyes became even more intense. He directly touched the palm of his hand with the edge of his sword. The red blood stained the sword body and it trembled violently!
Ding--!!
The loud chant of the sword resounded through the sky, Zhou Ping mobilized all his strength, turned into a bright sword light, and killed directly into the depths of the Indian gods!
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Chennanguan.
Outside the outer wall.
Zuo Qing stood on the broken earth. Countless beasts roared like thunder rolling in from the distance. The rocks under his feet were shaken one after another.
He held the handle of the straight knife in his hand and clenched it unconsciously...
He knew that Chennanguan's darkest moment was about to come.
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I have to go on a business trip these three days, so I can only update twice, sorry~~(??_??)