God of Warcraft

Chapter 1514 God's Background
Without fancy, Zhan Wuming kicked the god's chest, directly kicking his body away.The god propped up his body angrily, but then bent down in pain, a strand of black blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.At this moment, he really felt as if his body had been emptied all of a sudden.There was a piercing colic in his internal organs, which made him want to kill Zhan Wuming, but he couldn't struggle to get up.It was the period of weakness that Zhan Wuming said.

"Do you know what you are going to face?" Seeing the appearance of the god, Zhan Wuming had a cold smile on his lips.He put Ye Li down gently, and his figure suddenly appeared, like a phantom, with the Devil-eating Blade in his hand slashing directly at the eyes of the god.

Zhan Wuming himself knew that although the Devil-eating Blade in his hand was very sharp, it might not be able to break through the body of that god, but he didn't believe that the opponent's eyes also had strong defensive power.

"Hey..." The blade in Zhan Wuming's hand cut through the air, like cutting tofu, it directly sank into the wall of the metal spirit ship.Although Namo Tianshen was killed by the poison and his strength weakened, his instinctive reaction still existed. When Zhan Wuming's Devil-eating Blade came, he raised his head, and the blade almost touched his nose.

"Boom..." When everyone was stunned, a thick back knife suddenly appeared in Zhan Wuming's left hand, and the moment the Devil-eating Blade cut through the air, the thick back knife slashed heavily on his empty neck.

The thick arm knife slashed on the god's neck, the defenseless neck, but what shocked everyone was that the thick arm knife bounced back as if it had been cut on an extremely solid piece of rubber. A thin line was left on the thick neck.

"Boom..." Zhan Wuming's figure suddenly flew out. At close range, his knife did not cut off the opponent's neck, but gave the gods a chance. Although he was already poisoned, but in this At such a close range, there is still a blow, even though the blow is too weak, it still blows Zhan Wuming away with one blow.

"Ha, ha...you group of ants, you don't even know the power of the gods, even you ordinary soldiers want to break through the flesh of the gods. Even if I am poisoned, I can still clean up you..." Then The god laughed wildly, Zhan Wuming's strange blow just now shocked him a lot, he even thought that his head would be decapitated, but Zhan Wuming's knife with all his strength cut off his neck If he didn't open it, he immediately breathed a long sigh of relief. The blow really didn't kill him, but it scared him half to death.

"Wuming..." Ye Li was in despair, Zhan Wuming's full-strength slash failed to cut through the opponent's flesh. Could it be that the gods are really so powerful?If this is the case, I'm afraid that there is really nothing in this spiritual realm that can kill the other party.

Hu Xiaoxiao and the others were astonished, and their hearts felt chills at this moment. The power of the gods was completely beyond his imagination.At this moment, they knew that there would be no more living people on this spirit ship after the other party recovered. Zhan Wuming had completely enraged the other party. No matter whether they took action or not, they could not escape the other party's anger.

"Shopkeeper, I... what are we going to do?" The psychics of the Tong Ling Pavilion asked in horror, filled with boundless fear.

"Fighting..." Hu Xiaoxiao took a long breath, at this moment, he had no way out.

"But, but he can't kill him at all..." the spiritual master said in horror.

"Maybe Zhenge Zhibao can try...go and bring me the black iron box..." Hu Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. If he doesn't do something at this time, then all of them They can only wait for death, and they cannot escape even if they want to.

"Mysterious iron box... isn't that only containing a few spiritual weapons?" The man was slightly taken aback.

"Idiot, if I tell you to get it, you just get it..." Hu Xiaoxiao growled angrily.

Those spiritual masters were taken aback. The chubby shopkeeper rarely got angry, but he didn't expect to get so angry this time.Hastily backed in.

"Cough...cough..." At this time, Zhan Wuming coughed from outside the ship's side, and Zhan Wuming got up like a monkey drowning in the water, lying on his back on the deck with big characters He let out a deep breath, and then cursed: "It's so fucking ruthless, but the fist of this god seems to have not eaten, it's too weak! Haha." Zhan Wuming sat up suddenly as he spoke, and pressed his fist against it. The god leaning against the wall of the ship put up a middle finger and asked mockingly, "What's your name? Have you only eaten milk recently?"

"Cough..." The god suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and said angrily, "I never thought that such a small mortal would have such a strong body. You can be regarded as a freak, but when the god recovers, I will I will refine you into a puppet, if your body is strong enough, I will imprison your soul in that body forever, and make you cry forever..."

"Old man, to be honest, what's your name, your skin is as thick and cheap as a rhino's skin, you're already like this, and you still wear furry clothes, just take off your clothes and walk to protect yourself from wind and rain... ..." Zhan Wuming coughed up another sip of blood, and asked with a wry smile, he was indeed injured a lot in that blow just now, but at this moment he couldn't think of a way to kill the opponent, the opponent's defense was too strong, it was impossible to Can't break the defense.

If it wasn't that his paradise world couldn't be opened, he would have too many ways to kill the other party. If it doesn't work, he can also let the immortal worms try, but the immortal worms are all in the heaven world, so they can't be used at all. What can be used in his hands Except for some materials obtained from the battlefield of gods and demons, there is no real weapon that can break through the defense of gods.

His Heaven-Defying Sword was tempered in the Sword Realm by the endless sword energy of the Sword Realm. If the Sword Realm could not be opened, the Heaven-Defying Sword would not be able to be taken out. This time it was really sad.Although the weapons made by Yongxing are very sharp, they are not as good as Ye Li's Devil-Eating Blade. Even the Devil-Eating Blade can't cut through the opponent's defense, and his arm knife and long spear are probably powerless.

The most toxic corpse poison can only make the opponent weak for a period of time. After all, the opponent is a god, and the divine rules in the body have a certain resistance to the toxins of those god corpses. In the first battle, Wuming is refining the corpse poison. At that time, he failed to grasp the rules of the God Realm, so the toxicity of the same material could not kill a god.

The god in front of him is very likely to be an existence more powerful than Youhuo and Sword God Xuanhuang.

"Remember my god's name, my god Mo Yuan, I will refine all of you into dolls in a while...haha..." The god laughed wantonly.He found that no one on this spirit ship could kill him at all, and there was no weapon that could break through his defenses, so he regained his arrogance, and calmed down in the face of Zhan Wuming's insults.

Just now he experienced the moment of near death, and his mentality has completely changed. He has stayed in the divine land for too long. If someone can cut his neck with a knife, he is afraid that his body will be decapitated.He had just entered this abandoned land and hadn't gotten used to it yet. A mortal stabbed him on the neck, scaring him half to death.With this experience, he felt more relaxed.

"Shopkeeper, here we come..." At this time, those spiritual masters walked over carrying a heavy black iron box, and then put the huge black iron box heavily, causing the whole ship to shake.

"Ka..." Hu Xiaoxiao took out a long key, quickly opened the box, and took out a thick black pipe from it. There were spots of rust on the black pipe.But Hu Xiaoxiao held it in his hand like a treasure, and quickly sent it to Zhan Wuming's side, eagerly said: "Come on, try this..."

Zhan Wuming was startled, took the thick black pipe, felt cold in his hands, but soon he felt that this black pipe was hollow, obviously there was a universe inside.Calmly, he propped up his body with the black iron pipe, and slowly pushed towards the god Mo Yuan.

He laughed presumptuously in his mouth and said: "I know that you have to practice Lao Tzu after you recover, but before you recover, I can use this tube to beat you one more time to earn enough fucking money, the big deal, after you recover At that time, I committed suicide, and I will not let you, an old bastard, succeed..."

God Mo Yuan's face changed slightly, he was not afraid that Zhan Wuming would hit him with something, but it would definitely be a great humiliation to him if this happened.It's a pity that his body is very weak now, and the poison in his body is crazily destroying his body. Although he is suppressed by his divine power, he cannot die, but his strength cannot be exerted. Not only that, but he also has to endure severe pain .

"Wuming... let's go..." Ye Li cried miserably. If Zhan Wuming ran for his life at this time, perhaps by virtue of his talent in underwater, he might have a chance to escape the opponent's pursuit, but if he stayed Here, when the other party forces the poison out of the body, there is absolutely only one dead end.

"Die, we all die together, there are companions on the way to Huangquan. Don't worry, before I die, I will kill you first, and I promise not to let this old thing torture you!" Zhan Wuming turned his head and smiled at Ye Li, Although the expression was slightly bitter, it made Ye Li feel a lot more relaxed and at ease.As Zhan Wuming said, she would rather die than be humiliated and tortured by the other party.

"Boy, even if you commit suicide, I will still have a way to reunite your soul and give you endless torture..." Mo Yuan said fiercely.

He had never been so embarrassed before, and the one who made him so embarrassed was actually a small mortal. If it hadn't been for Zhu Jizi, that old man who didn't die, who had injured him severely first, he would never have suffered such humiliation, and let a mortal repeatedly tease him .This made him hate Zhu Jizi deeply, but he knew that his own realm was weaker than Zhu Jizi's, and fighting alone was no match for Zhu Jizi at all.He secretly vowed that these nine races of mortals must be wiped out, so as to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Old man, brother, I'll smash you to death..." Zhan Wuming suddenly swung the thick black iron pipe, and slammed it down heavily on the head of the god Mo Yuan.

At this moment, the god Mo Yuan is almost unable to move, at most it is difficult to lift his arms and legs, but to him, Zhan Wuming's attack is ridiculously naive, his body's defensive power, even if his god's power is completely lost, it will not be enough. The body of a god is not something that a mortal can break through, let alone a thick black rusty pipe.

"Boom..." The god Mo Yuan wanted to raise his hand, but his speed was still a bit slow. The thick black iron pipe still hit his forehead heavily, his body was only slightly shaken, and his head was stuck on the metal wall behind him. There was a forehead imprint on his body, and there was no more damage, and he didn't even feel dizzy.

"Boy, your strength is too weak..." God Mo Yuan said coldly, the hatred in his heart was indescribable, at this moment when he was weakest, he could only watch Zhan Wuming smashing his head wildly.

(End of this chapter)