The people who came were none other than the four sons of gods from the Rift Valley.
When Li Kezhou saw the four people clearly, the four people also saw them.
"Eh? It's you, a bastard of the human race!"
"It's incredible, you bastard, you were able to escape from the hands of the anti-dragon people. I underestimated you."
"It's God's will! It's God who wants him to die in our hands, hahahaha..."
When the four of them saw it was Li Kezhou, they were surprised and had ferocious smiles on their faces.
Especially the Doomsday Son of God, who looked like he couldn't wait to get rid of it quickly.
At that time! He was knocked back by the opponent's sword. If he hadn't been protected by the supreme treasure armor, he would have been injured.
Being hurt by a human race was simply the greatest shame in the world for him.
Half a month has passed, and whenever he thinks of this incident, he feels as sick as if he had eaten shit. Now that he has seen the rightful owner, he only feels the joy of having his revenge immediately.
Li Kezhou had no expression on his face and said to the two people beside him: "You go ahead! I can't help here."
"What! How can this be done? I have recovered three points of my strength. Joining forces with my junior sister, I can help you tie one person down and at least reduce your pressure."
Jiang Ruoxu had some chivalry and pride in his heart and was unwilling to escape without a fight, but then Li Kezhou poured cold water on him.
"These four people are the sons of gods from the four major divine clans. In terms of status, they are equal to the sons of our Holy Land in the Four Directions. Moreover, the strength of each of these people is not comparable to that of Xuan Zhai and Jia Chi Dao. You guys here are like filling the corpses."
Jiang Ruoxu's expression changed after hearing this.
A master of this level, not to mention that his current strength is only 30%, even when he is completely victorious, he has little confidence that he can survive from the opponent's hands.
"Senior brother! Let's leave first. With his strength, he must be able to escape." Han Xueyi hurriedly consoled him.
Jiang Ruoxu was not stubborn. He knew that the person who came was strong and that if he stayed, he would be killed with a sword. He immediately stopped insisting.
"Brother Li! After seven days, I hope to personally deliver the Taiyi Flying Sword Technique to you."
Han Xueyi glanced at Li Kezhou with a complicated expression: "If you can survive, the hatred between you and me will be wiped out from now on. If there is an afterlife..."
"Shut up now! If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave in a while. Once you take action, I won't be able to save you. I won't have time to save you."
The two stopped talking nonsense, raised their swords, and fled towards the rear.
The four Sons of God opposite looked like a cat trying to catch a mouse. When they saw two of them running for their lives, they burst into laughter.
"The human race is indeed a race that is as low as dust. When they see us, they only deserve to run for their lives!"
"But don't worry, killing you human race is just dirtying my hands. I'm too lazy to hunt down these two ants, and I'm too lazy to kill them. But you don't think of yourself, and you dare to speak arrogantly and be disrespectful to our divine race.
Today I can only smash you to pieces."
Li Kezhou didn't listen to their nonsense, and looked at the four of them with an indifferent expression: "Have you decided, which of you will die first? Or four of you should come together and die together..."
His words made the four people's smiles suddenly freeze.
"It seems that last time, you took advantage of my carelessness and managed to repel me, giving you this bastard confidence. In this case, it is necessary for me to let you recognize the reality and let you know the insurmountable power gap between humans and gods."
The one speaking through gritted teeth was none other than the Son of Doom among the four.
The Son of Destruction looked impatient: "Stop talking nonsense and make a quick decision! Don't forget the purpose of our visit this time."
As he spoke, he glanced at Hanfenshan, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"I will fight quickly! If I can't kill this bastard with one sword today, how can I, the Son of Doom, have the dignity to stand between heaven and earth! Bastard, are you ready to hit the road?"
Li Kezhou looked indifferent: "If you want to die first, then go ahead, but you won't have the same luck as last time. You will lose your arms and legs in a while. Don't say I didn't warn you."
"Bastard! I'll crush you!"
The Son of Doom raised his sword to the sky, and a black halo lit up behind him. The Doom Sword Qi filled it, and finally grew bigger and bigger until it turned into a black halo.
"The doomsday wheel, the judge of life and death. Bastard! Your end has come."
He pointed his sword forward, black light wheel, and crushed him away.
"It's somewhat powerful, but trying to take my life like this is just a daydream."
Li Kezhou used two swords in one stance and used the Cross Dragon Cutting Technique.
The same moves, but they are no longer the same as before.
Not only has his swordsmanship been promoted to the fourth level, and he has entered the realm of sword energy, but even the sword energy itself has reached perfection, achieving the supreme sword energy of the true Dragon Talisman Sword Emperor.
The cross sword light struck the Doomsday Wheel.
A long crackling sound!
It seems as if the whole world is grieving.
Visible to the naked eye, the Doomsday Sword Wheel with sword energy reaching its peak, the sword light rapidly decayed.
On the other side, the bright cross sword light has not lost any power and is still as powerful as ever.
"impossible!!"
Not only did the killing sword fail to achieve the desired result, but it was quickly disintegrated. This completely short-circuited the Doomsday God's head, causing a pair of eyes to pop out.
Yun Danfeng watched all these three sons of gods with only astonishment on their faces.
In the blink of an eye, with the last cracking sound, the cross sword light and the sword wheel disappeared in a flash.
The sword energy shifts!
The Doomsday Son of God had no time to counterattack, so he could only subconsciously apply the Chitian God Armor again.
"laugh……"
Accompanied by a harsh cracking sound, the man threw his arms around and was knocked away from the distance. A bloody mist was sprinkled wherever he passed.
Tens of feet away, the Son of God finally stabilized his figure, his expression dull, and he lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
Chi Tianshen's battle armor, which the Protoss claimed to be defenseless, had been torn apart, and a cross gap appeared, with blood dripping from it and bones visible.
"puff……"
The sharp sword energy entered this man's body, his internal organs were devastated, a mouthful of blood mist spurted out, and his face was instantly as white as paper.
The Cross Dragon-Severing Technique used by Li Kezhou has reached a peerless level after the recent improvement in cultivation. Once this kind of sword energy enters the body, it is almost a narrow escape.
This means that the vitality of the Gods is tenacious enough. If it were a human race, or even anyone who had reached the state of death, if his current level of sword energy entered his body, his meridians would instantly become numb, and his internal organs would be stirred into pieces.
There is no way to survive in the blood mist.
And this is the most difficult part for sword cultivators who practice sharpness. The injuries may not look serious on the outside, but what is truly terrifying is the sharpness that invades the body and causes wanton destruction.
With just one sword strike, the Son of Doom has no power to fight anymore.
Because once he is distracted from fighting the enemy, he will not have enough strength to suppress the sharp edge in his body, and it will instantly fall apart and his body will be scattered on the ground.
"This...impossible..."
The three people watching the battle were stunned for a moment and couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Li Kezhou's face was expressionless and he said calmly: "The Son of Doomsday God? Often the more bluffing the name is, the faster he dies. You are a dog from the God Clan, you open your mouth and say that you are a bitch of the human race, but you can't block the sword of the human race. This shows that
You are not even as good as a bitch, I said you are one of the four major dogs, am I not wronging you?"
"puff!!"
The son of Doomsday God was seriously injured, and he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale and bloodless.