Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

In front, Shui Duanliu put his five fingers together, used his arm as a hand knife, carried the shadow of the great sword, and stabbed at Langren's forehead.

However, a hand firmly grasped the advancing shadow of the great sword, and firmly embedded his hand knife.

"How is this possible?!"

Not far away, the masters watching the battle opened their eyes wide, showing a look of surprise.

This young man in the D-level area actually caught this terrifying blow!

"Where do you get the courage to challenge me?" A cold voice sounded, and Langren looked at Shui Duanliu coldly. His feet sank into the gravel, but he did not move from beginning to end.

It seemed that Shui Duanliu's huge force was a joke in front of him.

Originally, he wanted to try to see where the gap between his physical body and the physical body of this high-level strong man was, so he did not use abilities such as the Wall of Sighs. Things proved that the gap between the two sides was too huge.

He was very confident, and he was not afraid of any accidents. With so many abilities added to him, if there was still an accident, that would be the biggest accident.

Even if this mountain suppressed his two evolutionary fetuses, even without the blessing of these abilities.

With the palace of the physical body and the immortal soul, even the red mist was afraid of him. Just because he was in the same evolutionary period, could he still be bullied by these strong men of the same realm?

Are they worthy?

"You!" Shui Duanliu looked at his pinched palm and was suddenly shocked. He felt a chill on his back and quickly hit Langren's temple with his other hand, bursting out with powerful force.

"Ka!"

A scream sounded, and Shui Duanliu's two arms rotated at a weird angle, as if they were twisted into a knot, and he screamed in pain.

Although the soul here replicates the body very realistically, the soul is the soul after all. Once the soul is injured, it is a fundamental injury. The pain is far greater than the pain of the flesh and is more real.

No nonsense!

Kill instantly!

"The power doesn't seem strong either. We are both physical cultivators with five hidden doors, but the difference seems to be huge. Is it because I am of the blood of the Night Watch and have divine power?" Lang Ren's eyes were full of thought. He began to be distracted at this moment, not caring about the emotions of Shui Duanliu, who was being pinched by his palm and kneeling on the ground and howling.

Shui Duanliu was already useless.

He could see that this person was no different. At most, he had more life patterns, three, and some magic. He seemed to be a physical cultivator.

However, the opponent's sword energy was useless to him. It was directly wiped out by his copper-skinned and iron-boned body, and the damage to the soul was minimal. The opponent's physical cultivation was also a mediocre skill, unlike his physical body that was forged in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The strength was incomparable.

As for using the blood water knife, he felt it was completely unnecessary. In this place, these people had no physical protection. The core souls were vulnerable to the soul attack of the evil ghost. Those stupid guys didn't know how terrifying the evil ghost was, and they still wanted to attack him.

And these high-level people may not be able to withstand it, after all, this is a soul-killing weapon.

Even if they can withstand it, they are just in an immune state, and it will be solved with one knife.

Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?

At this moment, many people were dumbfounded.

The great figure of the Shui family, a generation of sword king, couldn't even take Lang Ren's attack, and was beaten to kneel on the ground and howl. The contrast was too great, which made people dumbfounded for a while.

"Fortunately, I didn't make a move. I didn't expect his physical body to be so terrifying." The strong men who stopped and watched in front showed a solemn look.

"Wait until he leaves Mount Li Jiu and enters the passage gate of the recovery period. In that area, he can unlock some means and cast spells and hidden magic. Maybe there is only a chance." An old man's eyes flickered and he took a step back silently.

Lang Ren's strength was beyond his expectations. With his physical body alone, he was like a fierce beast that had returned to his ancestors at birth. He was extremely powerful and might not be suppressed here.

"Is this a strong man? He came down to fight for the rewards in the low-level area and tried to bully the weak. Is he worthy of respect?"

Lang Ren showed disappointment and was a little bored. The so-called masters in the outside world seemed to be just like this. He originally thought that these strong men were invincible in the same realm, but they couldn't even make him use the boiling state.

It seems that this guy is not at the level of the Son of God. He was directly crushed by him with his strength.

"Where are your real masters?" He raised his eyebrows and said loudly.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at everyone.

"Forget it, you all come together, I'm in a hurry."

He spoke calmly, as if he was really in a hurry. He actually wanted to fight everyone alone.

What an arrogant tone!

Some strong men were angry. After Lang Ren defeated Shui Duanliu, he obviously didn't take them seriously. Those present were all top-notch figures. If his strength was not suppressed, why would this junior be so arrogant and despise them so much!

"Puff!"

The screams echoed through the mountains.

Lang Ren threw away the broken arm of Shui Duanliu, which was twisted into a knot, as if throwing away garbage.

"Puff!"

Another broken arm was torn off.

"Bang!"

Shui Duanliu's head was smashed into the ground, and his head was deformed.

"I don't care who you are. When you get out of here, I will use the power of my family to cut you into pieces." Shui Duanliu, who lost both arms, roared, his eyes red, like the last struggle of a lamb to be slaughtered.

The words fell.

The blood water knife passed by, and the silent young man cut off his head.

The dignified Sword King was actually dismembered!

This cruel scene made everyone's eyelids jump. The ruthlessness of the sword-wielding young man exceeded everyone's expectations. He completely ignored the identity of the Sword King and killed him.

"It's much quieter."

Blood dripped along the tip of the sword. Lang Ren's cold eyes moved away from the corpse and began to focus on everyone, making everyone's skin cold.

There was no other reason for him to kill Shui Duanliu, it was purely because of too much noise.

"Why, don't you all want to make trouble for me?" Lang Ren slowly took the initiative to walk forward, like a beast about to burst out.

What to do, go?

The remaining eight strong men looked at each other and exchanged expressions.

Although the soul seed has condensed and will not really die, death still hurts the soul a lot. It takes several months of recuperation to recover, and the cost is a bit high.

At their level, they are eager to enter the unknown land and receive baptism. If they are killed as soon as they enter like Shui Duanliu, and do not receive any baptism, they can only wait a long time to break through the next great realm before they can enter.

This is fatal. If they receive less baptism, they will fall behind the strong people of the same realm, unable to reach the top, and their strength will be greatly reduced.

All masters cherish their lives. Once the price is too high, they have to consider whether it is worth it.

Langren is very powerful, and the sword must be guarded. It is said that it can also summon ghosts.

"I don't care, I'm going to run." Some young people in the crowd saw Langren coming and were so scared that their legs went weak.

Originally, he wanted to pay attention to Langren, but he didn't expect that this mysterious man of the same age as them was too strong. Even the strong were killed, and he almost didn't use the sword. He relied purely on his strength.

What the hell is this!

For a while, many people began to retreat, trembling and rushing towards the door of the recovery period, lighting the soul fire, fearing that they would be killed if they ran a step slower.

However, some young people were relatively calm, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos between the eight masters and Lang Ren to see if they could pick up a loophole and fight.

"Young man, you are too arrogant and too inflated. Although you are like a meteor, you are destined to fall." The old man among the eight strong men spoke, and a strong breath burst out from his dry body.

Although he had the intention to retreat, he thought about it again. There are eight strong men like Shui Duanliu here, and even two of them are stronger than Shui Duanliu.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers. As long as the eight masters take action, they can kill Shui Duanliu in seconds.

And Lang Ren is so arrogant and takes the initiative to fight. If all these big men who have been famous for a long time run away in disgrace, where is their face? They are destined to be a laughing stock.

This has already involved their face and status.