Fengshen : Please, stop observing me

And Maitreya, the god of war remembered by everyone in the flood waste, looked a little ugly at this time.

I was originally excited, but I was extremely uncomfortable at this time.

Because since he had the name of the God of War, there were too many people who wanted this title in the flood waste.

Just after leaving the Western Sect, groups of people came to challenge him.

And the people who came to challenge him were Da Luo Jinxian, one came to several people, dozens of people,

The lowest realm of strength of this Xie person is the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Maitreya had no choice but to fight them one by one.

Now he has only been out of Spirit Mountain for a few days.

He had already encountered six waves of his Da Luo Golden Immortal who came to challenge.

Now that there was no continuation of Ye Xuan’s elixir, Maitreya felt very tired after every battle.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, making his pupils shrink.

Looking at the blood-red long horns on the top of the figure’s head, his body was full of anger.

“Asura clan…”

Maitreya squinted at the Asuras in front of him and muttered to himself.

The Asura tribe had an extremely ugly face, covered in blood red, as if they had been stripped of their skin.

And the momentum that appeared on that body was extremely terrifying, and it was obviously already in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The Asura tribe slowly turned around, looking at Maitreya with a somewhat ugly face, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth,

The already ugly face looked even more terrifying after laughing.

“Asura Rutoro, please teach the God of War.”

Then the Asura came up and reported himself to the house, wanting to challenge Maitreya.

The purpose is obvious, it is for the name of Maitreya’s god of war.

The red color in Rutoro’s eyes flashed, and his eyes full of anger stared at Maitreya tightly.

In his eyes, there seemed to be countless killing intent.

“Rutoro, one of the four demon generals of the Asura clan.”

When Maitreya heard the three words of Rutoro, he immediately knew who this Asura in front of him was.

It is the four demon kings under the Styx, one of the four demon generals, Rutoro.

Lu Toro in the late stage of Da Luo Golden Immortal is good at killing skills.

Maitreya looked at Rutoro with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

After all, the Asuras that appeared from the Netherworld Blood Sea were extremely cruel.

But there was no fear in Maitreya’s eyes.

Seeing that after Rutoro finished speaking, a blood-colored light appeared on his body.

“Kill!”

Maitreya also roared unwillingly, and a crazy color appeared in his eyes.

At this time, the thousand-year-old ‘competition’ has been trained, as long as Maitreya thinks of fighting, his eyes are crazy.

In that arena, if he is not crazy, how can Maitreya last until the end of the millennium?

Now seeing Rutoro of the Asura tribe, Maitreya was full of fighting intent.

After Maitreya yelled, Rutoro also rushed towards Maitreya.

The blood-colored light wrapped this Rutoro, like a blood-colored sword, straight towards Maitreya,

Only at this moment, Maitreya said that Rutoro fought together.

“Bang!”

A quarter of an hour later, a figure was kicked from the center of the battlefield between the two.

A huge golden monk’s robe wrapped around it.

After a long time, a huge bald head appeared from among the golden monk’s robes.

Maitreya looked blankly at Rutoro from the golden monk’s robe.

I couldn’t imagine that this Asura Four Great Demon Generals were so terrifying.

In just a quarter of an hour, he could not block Rutoro’s attack.

Feeling the terrifying injuries in the body, I couldn’t help but feel a sweet throat,

“Poof!”

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Maitreya’s mouth, with some fragments of internal organs mixed in.

Maitreya’s face suddenly turned extremely red, and he felt very uncomfortable at this time.

Rutoro’s raging qi raged inside him.

“From now on, I will be the name of the God of War.”

Rutoro looked at Maitreya, who had fallen to the ground with disdain, and there was a hint of contempt in his tone.

This is the god of war who rose to fame in the flood?

This strength is not very good!

Rustoro’s eyes doubted the moisture of Maitreya becoming the god of war,

With this strength, can he really chase thousands of Great Luo Jinxian alone?

He expressed his disbelief in his heart.

But it doesn’t matter, now the name of the God of War in the flood is his own.

“Whoosh!”

A strong wind flashed away, and Rutoro’s expression of disdain stiffened.

Moments later, his head fell from the top of his neck.

A golden silk thread emits a dazzling light.

The black figure picked up Rutoro’s head, looked at it, and turned to look at Maitreya.

Maitreya was suddenly startled, hurriedly took a step back, and looked at the black figure that killed Rutoro in that instant.

“Just you are Maitreya, the God of War in the Flood Wilderness?”

The black figure spoke, his voice extremely hoarse, but it revealed a chill.

He had just heard Rutoro say that he was the God of War, and the black figure wanted to try it.

Who knew that just now, under Rutoro’s carelessness, he was stolen and removed his head.

This is the God of War?

The black figure was a little unconvinced, so he turned to ask Maitreya.

When Maitreya heard the words of the black figure, his neck shrunk and he quickly shook his head.

“I am not the God of War, the God of War has just been killed by you, so you are the God of War.”

Maitreya looked at the black figure, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

What the origin of this black figure was, he had no idea.

He also couldn’t see the face of this black figure clearly, and it seemed that he was good at assassination.

Maitreya doesn’t want to be remembered about the head on his neck at any time.