Chapter 1577: Self-defeating
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Supreme Killer
- The Wicked Heart
- 1420 characters
- 2021-01-31 08:23:33
The first five seven seven chapters are self-defeating
"Six changes of the God of War?" Seeing Bing coming differently, Zhuo Tianhong stood at the forefront without hesitation, his expression extremely solemn.
If it is normal, he is naturally not afraid of the Six Change God of War, and even only has to be crushed by him.
But in this Ice Demon Abyss, his strength can be greatly reduced. Once he leaves within three feet of Xiaojin, it is estimated that he will not even be able to withstand the icy air.
"He is not the Six Change God of War, he should be the Eight Change God of War." Xiaojin reminded, "It's just because of the Moon God Crown that his strength is suppressed and he can only display 10% of his strength."
Hearing that, Zhuo Tianhong's face became more embarrassed. He is only the Five Change God of War, and he may be able to fight in the outside world. Here, Zhuo Tianhong can only bite the bullet.
"It's good to know, even if you only have 10% strength, killing you is still like slaughtering a pig and a dog!" Bing laughed wildly.
"You!" Xiao Jin grinned, extremely angry, but unfortunately he is not necessarily a different opponent to Bing, and he can't fight as much as he can to protect Ling Feng and their safety.
"There is nothing to say to a beast who has forgotten his ancestors. Do you still expect him to be merciful to someone who has never let go of his ancestors?" Xiao Fan's voice suddenly sounded, looking at Bing with a different expression, "I really don't know you. A Six Change God of War, what is there to be proud of."
"Haha~" Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Bing smiled without anger, "Six Changes God of War really has nothing to be proud of, but killing you is like killing a pig and a dog!"
"Not long ago, there were four Seven-Change Gods of War that said that. By the way, there is another Eight-Change God of War. Do you know their fate in the end?" Xiao Fan said very calmly.
The reason why he said so much was not that he couldn't bear to do different things with the ice, but that the Ice Clan was originally a part of the Moon God Palace. If Xiaojin were able to subdue the Ice Clan, the alliance power of the Asura Palace would be much stronger.
Moreover, it is impossible for Xiaojin to subdue the Ice Race. If it is different to subdue the Ice, the meaning is different.
"Don't tell me they are all dead?" Bing said with disdain.
"You guessed it, but there are two Seven Change Gods who were lucky and escaped." Xiao Fan nodded and said calmly, as if to say something trivial.
Bing's pupils trembled, staring at Xiao Fan firmly, Xiao Fan was really too calm, calm and a little terrifying.
He knew that for some geniuses, step-up battles were extremely common, even if they broke through the God of War realm, there were many people who could kill the God of War with the strength of the early stage.
"Grandpa, don't listen to them nonsense, their strength is just that, and they can't leave the Moon God Crown too far, otherwise, the cold here will be enough to make them deadly." Bing Jin walked to Bingdi's side, Looking at Xiao Fan and the others with a sneer.
Although Xiao Fan controlled his mind, Bing Jin did not have the consciousness of being controlled.
"Jin'er is right, this deity was really almost fooled by you." Bing's eyes were different, and here, no matter how strong he was, what if he couldn't resist the air of ice?
Thinking of this, Bing took another step.
"Bing is different, you really want to be an enemy of us?" At this moment, Guan Xiaoqi suddenly walked out.
"Enemy with you? I just want to kill you. You are not worthy of being an enemy with the deity!" Bing didn't sneer, can anyone stand up and scold himself?
"Isn't it worth it?" Guan Xiaoqi's indifferent voice sounded. Then, a gleaming white bow suddenly appeared in his hand, and the surrounding lights flickered like feathers.
"Flying Feather Divine Bow?!" Bing looked at the big bow in horror, and trembled: "Are you the patriarch of the spirit clan?"
Although the Spirit Clan has not been born for thousands of years, almost everyone in the War Soul Continent does not know the name of the Spirit Clan, but Bing is also the patriarch of the Ice Clan at any rate. People who lived thousands of years ago naturally know the Spirit Clan.
What's more, ten thousand years ago, the spirit race was the closest alliance of the Moon God Palace, and both were related to the killing of the gods.
"What do you mean?" Guan Xiaoqi looked indifferent, and the longbow was slowly pulled away, aiming at the Ice Race people.
Others may not be able to kill them, but Guan Xiaoqi is a long-range attack, and he is still the Four Gods of War.
"Even if you are the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, kill you, the Spirit Clan can't help me." Bing is extremely disdainful, here is the forbidden area of the gods, even if the Spirit Clan arrives, the strength is greatly reduced, and the Bing Clan can't be helped.
"If that's the case, let's fight. It doesn't make any sense to say too much." Guan Xiaoqi's eyes were cold, and the Feiyu Shrine in his hand was pulled into a full moon, a stream of light whizzed out, taking the ice and going away.
Bing was full of disdain in his different eyes. He stood motionless, leaned out his palm, and gently moved to the side.
Even if his cultivation base was suppressed, his strength was infinitely close to the Seven Change God of War, so he would naturally not be afraid of Guan Xiaoqi's attack.
Moreover, in the freezing surroundings, the speed of Guan Xiaoqi's bow and arrow was also affected.
boom!
The bow and arrow were gently pushed aside by the ice, and shot out towards the side, finally hitting the Xuanbing on the cliff of the Ice Demon Abyss. Xuanbing was extremely hard, and the arrow rain broke apart.
"If you have such strength, then you can all die!" Bing grinned differently, "It seems that this time it is God who helped me. Not only can I get the Moon God Crown, but also the Flying Feather Divine Bow!"
puff!
As soon as the voice fell, the smiles on Bing's different faces instantly stiffened. He stared at his chest in horror, and saw a sword pierced from his chest, and the hot blood instantly condensed into blood-colored ice crystals!
Bing didn't turn his head slowly, a figure imprinted in his eyes, it was Bing Jin with a cold expression.
"You?" Bing was trembling all over, he didn't expect that his favorite grandson would attack him at a critical time.
Not to mention that he didn't believe it, even Bing Ye didn't believe it either. Everyone's eyes widened and they were incredibly unbelievable.
"Bing Jin, you bastard!" Bing Ye recovered in an instant, and rushed towards Bing Jin with a roar.
Bing reacted very quickly, and his body quickly shot forward, gritted his teeth and broke free of the long sword in Bing Jin's hand, and an unbearable pain came from his chest.
If it is in the Battle of Saint Realm, the heart is pierced by someone, it is estimated that the person who is already dead can no longer die, but the Battle of God Realm is different, as long as the life is not broken, you can not die.
"A moment of beauty!"
When Bing did not move, the other figure also moved at the same time, like a bolt of lightning and a phantom, incredibly fast.
Everyone only saw a light and shadow flickering in the void, and then, Bing's different body suddenly stalemate in place, and then countless blood shot out from his body.
With a bang, Bing's different bodies suddenly exploded, shattered by countless sword qi, and there was only a shower of blood in the void, leaving nothing.
The next moment, everyone's figures fell on a black robe figure, and their pupils trembled violently.
It didn't appear to be such a tall figure, it looked so stalwart, like a high mountain, unsurpassable, only looking up.
"You, you killed the patriarch!" Bing Ye pointed at the figure in black and yelled in horror, his words trembled.
That black voice is not someone else, it is Xiao Fan, and only Xiao Fan can control Bing Jin's different shots against Bing.
"It's just self-defeating!" Xiao Fan uttered a few words indifferently.