Reborn 80,000 Years

However, seeing the golden giant heading straight towards their cavalry, Yan Potian couldn't help but smile on his face hidden under the mask.

"Asuras are always like this. No matter how much time passes, they are unwilling to learn lessons..."

"Kill them all!"

Yan Potian sighed and said extremely cold words——

He had no reason to be afraid of the opponent's true form, just because they were divine generals, and their far-reaching and constant divine power was simply the most terrifying natural enemy for Asura, who only knew how to use the power of blood.

Blood energy, a somewhat evil energy, has many similarities with truly pure spiritual energy, but after all, the evil nature contained in blood makes Asura passive when fighting against heavenly beings.

Powerful divine power with purifying properties can only be resisted by more extreme evil forces. The blood energy alone will turn into smoke and dust when encountering divine power, which makes the Shura tribe almost defenseless against the invasion of heavenly beings. The power of resistance.

The silent Liuli Bao was riding in the wilderness, with smoke and dust hundreds of feet high rolling up behind him. From a distance, it looked very oppressive.

But when Xing Wu marched straight in and was about to confront this group of cavalry, according to his idea, the Liuli Baoqi, who should have swarmed up and attacked him, actually split into two——

"What!"

Xing Wu was shocked and realized something was wrong.

But the momentum of his forward attack could not be adjusted quickly, not to mention that Yan Potian, who was standing on the war horse, would not give him such a chance at all——

With lightning speed, Liuli Baoqi directly passed Xing Wu and rushed straight towards Wang Xuanjun who was fighting hard.

"No! Wang Xuanjun listens to my order! Quickly..."

"What a beautiful thought! Now that you're here, enjoy the last time of your life!"

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion came from behind Xing Wu, who was about to turn around and rush to the military formation.

The premonition of death lingered in Xing Wu's heart, and he had to turn around to resist——

At this moment, a spear that danced like a spiritual snake suddenly struck from the blind spot of Xing Wu's sight.

The gun was obviously only a few feet away from Xing Wu's body, but Xing Wu was so stunned that he didn't notice the attack.

Boom!

Xing Wu groaned, and Xing Wu, who had transformed into a golden giant, was directly blown away by a shot from the blind corner.

Bits and pieces of divine power followed the trail of the spear, creating an extremely gorgeous light and shadow in mid-air.

Xing Wu spat out a mouthful of blood and had no choice but to use the God of War gun at his hand to press against his body to stabilize his body. However, by retreating, he had obviously fallen into an extremely dangerous predicament.

It is said that when masters compete with each other, victory or defeat can only happen in a split second.

At that moment, Xing Wu had realized that the masked man in front of him was much stronger than himself.

He is the second most powerful person among the four commanders of the Wang Xuan Army. If he summons Zhan Xing's true form and activates the bloodline power of the ancient God of War, he will be strong enough to be called the number one person in the Wang Xuan Army.

"How could Daluo Jinxian's state of perfection be unable to resist this person's attack..."

Xing Wu quickly adjusted his posture, holding the spear in front of his chest, but at this moment, the shining golden armor on his body already had a dark hole under the ribs on the left side of his body, from which purple-black liquid was gurgling. blood--

poisoned.

Xing Wu didn't notice it just now, but now he realized that the power in his body was slowly passing away. In just ten breaths, his realm was no longer stable.

Seeing Xing Wu's shocked eyes, Yan Potian on the horse just swiped the spear lightly and shook off the blood from the tip of the spear. A rather mocking voice came from behind the visor.

"Ridiculous Asura, Asura, who doesn't even have the original bloodline, dare to stand in front of me?"

"Is this the so-called King's Selection Army? Don't make me laugh. You are not even 10% as powerful as those Asuras from 80,000 years ago. You just let me choose your heads so that you can die happily."

Yan Potian despised the Asura in front of him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know what the other party's intentions were, but as far as his personal experience was concerned, Asura, who didn't even have the original intention, had only the life of cannon fodder.

Yan Potian's words basically hit Xing Wu's pain.

No, this should be said to be the pain of all Asuras.

Perhaps the ordinary Shura tribe doesn't know what the original meaning is. After all, this has been hidden for 80,000 years. If it were revealed by King Shura and people who knew about it, the Shura tribe might not even take up arms. I don't have the courage anymore.

But even so, without the original intention, which the Asuras use to resist the divine power of the gods, it would not be possible for the Xingwu army, which has guarded the boundary of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, to have any chance. Not the slightest hint of retreat.

"You're right……"

"Um?"

Yan Potian, who felt that the Asura in front of him had started to falter, wanted to give the Asura the final blow and end his life.

But he didn't expect Xing Wu to laugh.

In such a situation with no chance of winning, Xing Wu laughed.

The determination in his eyes once made Yan Potian think about retreating.

But soon, Yan Potian put this idea out of his mind.

"We have indeed lost the blessing of the original intention a long time ago, and it is even more impossible for anyone to have the blood of the original Asura——"

"But you got one thing wrong-"

"A lot of nonsense..."

Yan Potian raised his spear and stabbed at Xing Wu. His spear wrapped around a silver snake was the artifact he relied on most - a spear that was called the Sting of the Underworld Snake and had the power to kill everything. As long as it stabbed him again One strike to the opponent is enough to kill him on the spot.

However.

Xing Wu smiled and raised his head.

He looked at the ignorant general in front of him with a more mocking look, and said in a rather pitiful tone:

"Do you think our Wangxuan Army has passed down four great commanders from generation to generation, and whose arrival are we waiting for?"

"Gui Nian... I have said that no one of the four of us is allowed to leave earlier than me!"

Immediately afterwards, Yan Potian's eyes slowly turned to fear.

Xing Wu stabbed directly into his chest with the dagger on his waist——

"what have you done……"

Yan Potian suddenly felt a sense of restraint coming from all directions of his body.

Instinctively, he wanted to leave this place and put as much distance between himself and this Asura as possible.

But after a while——

"Sealing the Heaven and Forbidden Land..."

Xing Wu said in a mechanical voice.

A blue-purple flame suddenly fell from the sky.

The flames were unstoppable and directly bombarded the area where Yan Potian and Xing Wu were standing.

Yan Potian was shocked and frightened, and found that all his means of escape were blocked...

"Space Law? When did you Asuras be able to use such a powerful Space Law!"

Yan Potian yelled angrily.

However it was too late.

Xing Wu's true body, the golden giant, collapsed under the bombardment of purple flames.

Remember, Xing Wu's body is like a broken earthen pot, pieces starting to peel off.

In the hole left by the fragment, the dazzling light swallowed up everything...