At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, dust flew up, and yellow sand filled the sky.

As the yellow sand gradually dissipated, the figure of Mirek's successor gradually appeared on the battlefield.

Petite in stature and handsome in appearance, she looked like a girl next door.

But the unparalleled aura on his body made the legs of the warriors around tremble, and there was an urge to kneel down!

This is the aura of Wu Sheng in the later period? !

Outside the camera, the audience in the live broadcast room also saw the true face of Mirek's successor, and they all froze for a moment.

This is the first time that the successor of Mirek has shown himself in front of the world. Everyone thought he was a domineering and powerful man, but it turned out to be a girl?

But the strength displayed by her has moved everyone!

"Is this the strength of Mirek's successor? It's really too powerful!"

"But I feel that there is still a gap between Zhao Feiyu and Zhao Feiyu who lead the thunder to quench the body."

"One has just stepped into the Martial Saint, and the other is already in the late stage of Martial Saint. It is still unknown which one is stronger and which is weaker!"

"..."

But the netizens in Hanzhou were immediately boiling:

"Kawaii, it's just kawaii, I didn't expect our Mirek descendant to be so kawaii!"

"The successor of Mirek fits all my fantasies about a goddess, and I will never marry her in this life!"

"Mirek's descendant is actually so strong when she comes out on the stage, she must be full of combat power, I believe she will definitely win!"

"..."

There are different opinions on the Internet.

Although Zhao Feiyu has been on the scene for a long time, but the realm is there, do you dare to say that he can win?

"Om..."

With a muffled sound, a large locomotive broke into the battlefield from far to near amidst the roar, and came ten meters away from Mirek's successor. It was Zhao Feiyu!

Everyone is looking up to the sky.

After all, this is a martial sage. In a duel between martial sages, isn't it necessary to overwhelm each other in terms of momentum?

He just rode a locomotive and came here slowly?

Just based on this way of appearance, he has already lost more than half of it!

Too boring!

At this time, Mirek's successor was looking at Zhao Feiyu. She had seen him on TV many times before, and this was the first time she met him face to face in reality.

Maybe it's because of Wuxiu's well-proportioned figure and firm face, giving people a very sunny and warm feeling.

Although Mirek's successor and Zhao Feiyu are on opposite sides, because Zhao Feiyu fits her aesthetics very well, the original stern face is also relieved a bit: "You are still a little different from the TV."

"I didn't expect that you are a little girl." Zhao Feiyu said indifferently.

"Zhao Feiyu, you are not my opponent in this battle, I advise you to bow your head, not only can you save your face, but you won't be injured." Mirek's successor returned to the subject, "Otherwise, maybe your realm will stop here! "

"Are you advising yourself?" Zhao Feiyu said with a smile, "Or, do you think that you are a little girl, and I will feel sorry for you?"

"Heh!" Mirek's descendant sneered, and a long sword appeared in his hand and suddenly came out of its sheath!

Four Yin Sword!

This is an artifact of Hanzhou. According to legend, it was created by Mirek to fight against the Soka giant after creating the world!

This sword is the strongest weapon in Hanzhou, it is so sharp that it can split even space!

Although God Mirek gave it to her when she met Mirek's successor, using the Siyin Sword with a mortal body is still terrifying!

"To deal with you, one move is enough!" Mirek's successor smiled confidently as he shook the Siyin Sword slightly, drawing the sound of wind and thunder.

"Really?" Zhao Feiyu remained indifferent.

Seeing Zhao Feiyu's attitude, the smile on Mirek's descendant's face was replaced by indifference, and he raised the Siyin sword high.

Wu Shengxiu urged the Siyin sword with all his strength, and for a while the sword lights went towards the sky, splitting the clouds in the sky into pieces!

"What a powerful sword energy!" All the martial artists present gasped when they saw this sword.

In the East and the West, there are many strong men with swords.

A powerful person can cut mountains and rivers and split the sea with a single sword, but none of them can condense such sword energy!

Even from a distance, it's heart-palpiating!

"The successor of Mirek really deserves his reputation!" A Western battle saint was already trembling, "I used to think that there are no gods in the east, but every god that appears now can bring me a shock in the west!"

"Why do I feel that my faith has been shaken? It shouldn't be!"

As the sword energy emanating from the Si Yin Sword became stronger and stronger, everyone present couldn't help but back away. Those Internet celebrities who sneaked in secretly regretted it already!

Under the strong pressure, they have already knelt on the ground weakly, and the weak have even started to vomit blood!

No wonder this battlefield is blocked!

The battle has not yet begun, with such a power erupting, if it starts to fight...

can not imagine!

"Farewell, descendant of Nezha!" A bloodthirsty smile flashed across the face of Mirek's descendant, and he slashed at Zhao Feiyu with his sword!

The shattered clouds in the sky crashed down with this sword, and that piece of sky was slightly distorted!

The wind bursts, the thunder rumbles!

In the end, Zhao Feiyu was submerged under this sword!

Tens of millions of tons of yellow sand on the ground piled up into the sky like waves, and a large crater hundreds of meters long and more than [-] meters deep appeared, making the earth tremble, and the loud noise was heard more than a hundred kilometers away.

Sword of God!

Zhao Feiyu is sure to die!

"See, this is the strength of the descendant of Mirek from Hanzhou, she is the most powerful existence on the battle list!"

"My Hanzhou gods completely crush the Kyushu gods, and the Hanzhou gods are the orthodox Kyushu gods!"

"Long live God Mirek!"

"..."

The netizens in Hanzhou were shocked by the horror of the strength of Mirek's successor, but they all shouted excitedly.

The successor of Mirek has already won!

Such a terrifying sword, even a peak martial saint, might be difficult to take, let alone Zhao Feiyu, who has just been promoted to the early stage of martial saint?

Could it be that he is stronger than the peak martial saint? !

Netizens from Kyushu did not believe this fact, and immediately retorted:

"Zhao Feiyu is a person who is not even afraid of thunder and lightning, how could he be killed by this sword?"

"All of this is fake, Zhao Feiyu can't die!"

"This battle is not over yet!"

"..."

Everyone present, even those martial saints, were dumbfounded at this moment.

This is a sword comparable to a martial god, like crazy like a demon!

Maybe let Dongfang Yuxiao come to take this sword?

"It's so easy, Kyushu, but that's it!" Mirek's descendant sighed slightly, having collected all the Siyin swords.

The outside world brags that Zhao Feiyu is awesome and powerful, but in the end it's just superficial, ridiculous!

"Ok?"

Mirek's descendant shook his head slightly, and was about to leave, but he frowned slightly and looked forward!