God of Warcraft

Chapter 475
Zhan Wuming's provocation was straightforward, and He Wenxi's face became even more gloomy. He seemed to be calculating the gains and losses of the first attack. Under this starry sky, the damn law made him, a god of war in the Yuanling Realm of the Four Tribulations, unable to It is very uncomfortable to let go.Originally, he shouldn't be here today, because there is no need for him to personally interrogate people from the Xuanwu Starfield.In his capacity, he could simply find trouble in the City of All Beings, but he came here on a whim.

He knew very well that if he wanted to capture the "tongue" of the Xuanwu Starfield, he had to be outside the city of living beings. After entering the city of living beings, the rules would make it impossible for them to do so...

"Kill him!" The Thousand-Handed Demon God decided to do it himself. As the leader of the Destiny Cult, if he couldn't kill Zhan Wuming, then what face would he have to hang around in the city of sentient beings.

The thousand-handed demon god He Wenxi had just finished speaking, and more than a dozen disciples of the Destiny Sect behind him had rushed towards the disciples of the Tianqing Sect beside Yun Ziyan. As for Yun Ziyan, they avoided it skillfully. , They felt that Yun Ziyan's aura was very majestic. Although it was not as good as the thousand-handed demon god He Wenxi, it was definitely a god of war above the second calamity. Those who mess around here are not stupid. For opponents at the level of a god of war, no matter who They won't take the first shot, otherwise, even if their talents are against the heavens, they will be a dead end in the face of the coercion of their level.

Usually, in the Void City, no one would take the initiative to provoke someone who is stronger than the Saint of War. Under the rules of the starry sky, no one would seek death so boringly.Of course, unless you are sure that the opponent will make the first move.

There are many ways to make the other party attack first. If your words are poisonous and ruthless, it may anger the other party, or you force the other party to the point where they have to make a move. For example, kill all the people around this God of War. If the other party has to come to the rescue, then you will be successful.However, the existence above the God of War generally has a very deep emotional cultivation, and unless they are absolutely sure, they will generally not easily preemptively deal with low-priced monks.It is gratifying to win, but if you lose, you will die as a coward...

This is also Zhan Wuming's strategy. You Wenxi is such an awesome character, then if you can pull your face down and let me point your nose and yell at me, then you can bear it and count on you No matter how powerful the skill of a thousand hands is.But in the future, don't look up at people anymore, just be a turtle with your head shrunk.If you are unwilling to swallow this breath, then I will accompany you, brother, and the Destiny Sect is nothing special. The God of War of the Destiny Sect has also killed a lot, whether it is from the He family or the Mo family, they are all beheaded in the same way.

He Wenxi took a step forward, directly ignoring the space between him and Zhan Wuming, and then Zhan Wuming saw the overwhelming palms coming towards him.Each palm falls from different directions, staggered up and down, complementary left and right!It seems to form a closed space, and Zhan Wuming has become a trapped beast in this closed space.

As soon as He Wenxi made a move, Zhan Wuming knew why he was known as a thousand hands!At this moment, he couldn't tell which of these hands was real and which was fake. Even if he checked with his spiritual sense, he found that these countless hands were all real, and an attack by any one hand could be fatal...

But Zhan Wuming doesn't need to distinguish Zhandi-level attacks, which ones are real and which ones are fake!He just needs to draw the sword...

When the sword comes out, endless and amazing thousands of flowers bloom brilliantly like fireworks, one flower is one world, one sword is one sword flower... the sword is shot, the sky and the earth are dark, and the endless brilliance comes from the cage of thousands of big hands From the outside, it looks like a cloth bag full of cracks is used to fill a bag of glowing pearls.There was simply no way to hide the pervasive light.

"Boom, boom..." After a series of explosions like firecrackers, there seemed to be a sound of dragon's blood coming from the cage of thousands of giant hands, and then a ray of light soared upwards in everyone's eyes, as if The light dragon that flew into the nine heavens rose into the air.When everyone's eyes caught up with the light dragon, they found that Zhan Wuming's figure had dropped from the sky, like a goshawk binding a rabbit, and rushed towards the Thousand-Handed Demon God He Wenxi.

In the first round of fighting between Zhan Wuming and He Wenxi, the thousand-hand magic skill failed to suppress Zhan Wuming, but gave Zhan Wuming a chance to attack.

"Chi, Chi..." Countless sharp sword qi split the void, and then sprinkled on the place where He Wenxi stood, but when the thousands of points of sword light sank into the ground, he discovered that He Wenxi had disappeared. All of Zhan Wuming's sword cut through the air.

"Be careful!" Yun Ziyan yelled in surprise, he didn't make a move, because it was unnecessary, the formation of seven sons and seven stars, sons and mothers of the disciples of Tianqingzong didn't need a large number of people to exert their combat power, only seven people were enough to display terror Therefore, although there are only seven disciples of Tianqing Sect, the disciples of Tianming Sect are unable to attack and defend smoothly, and they cannot gain any advantage at all.Moreover, there is a war saint among the disciples of Tianqingzong, which allows the disciples of Tianqingzong to fight more with less, but with ease.It's just that he is more concerned about the battle between Zhan Wuming and He Wenxi, who is known as the demon god of Tianming Sect.His battle instinct at the God of War level told him that this He Wenxi was an absolutely dangerous opponent.If it was a different place, he would avoid as far away as possible, but outside this void city, he can guarantee that he will not attack first, and he is not afraid of the opponent.But at this moment, he couldn't help reminding Zhan Wuming that the movement of this thousand-handed demon god is extremely strange, like a ghost, traveling freely in the space.

"Ding..." In the blink of an eye, the confrontation between Zhan Wuming and the Thousand-Handed Demon God made people dazzled.Zhan Wuming hit the air with his sword, and He Wenxi appeared behind Zhan Wuming like a ghost, and grabbed the back of Zhan Wuming's neck with his claws, but found that what he grabbed was not the back of Zhan Wuming's neck, It was the sword in Zhan Wuming's hand.

Almost no one saw how Zhan Wuming's sword was struck backwards, hitting He Wenxi's claw, but when the palms and swords clashed, there was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and then, Zhan Wuming seemed to be struck by a A huge force bounced away.

Zhan Wuming's figure bounced away, crooked, like a snake.After retreating a few feet, Zhan Wuming suddenly swung his sword towards the void.Everyone couldn't help being startled, Zhan Wuming's sword made no sense, but they soon discovered that they were wrong.

Just when Zhan Wuming's sword light was in full bloom, there was a sudden fluctuation in the void, and a figure suddenly came out of that space, but his appearance seemed to be sending Zhan Wuming's sword over the flowers.

"Boom... ding..." After a violent sound, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clanging, and blood splashed in the void. This time, it was He Wenxi who retreated, like a drowned rat being thrown out , staggered and fell more than ten feet away.Those with sharp eyes will see blood dripping from He Wenxi's wrist.With slightly pale golden blood, there seems to be a trace of divinity flashing in it, showing its incomparably noble blood!
He Wenxi fought a decisive battle with an unknown young man. During the several times of mutual attacks, He Wenxi was the first to bleed and get injured. This was beyond the expectations of most people. Only the disciples of Tianqing Sect.

Zhan Wuming took out a white handkerchief, and gently wiped away the trace of blood on the sword, only to find that this strand of blood exuded a terrifying heat, which turned the white handkerchief into ashes in an instant.

"What a blood!" Zhan Wuming stopped wiping, but stuck out his tongue like a monster, and gently licked away the drop of blood on the sword, with a blood-devouring look in his eyes, he said calmly.

He Wenxi's complexion became even more gloomy, and Zhan Wuming's sensitivity surprised him. In such a short period of ups and downs, he could see the characteristics of his body skills, and he could even find him in the void. The location where he appeared surprised him, and he was a little more wary of the young man in front of him.Perhaps he underestimated the opponent in front of him.

"What kind of sword is this!" Thousand-Handed Demon God He Wenxi stared closely at Zhan Wuming's hand, which was an incomparably gorgeous long sword, and asked after taking a deep breath.

"The name of this sword is against the sky!" Zhan Wuming flicked the edge of the sword lightly, and a clear and clear voice like a dragon's lingering came out.

"I want this sword!" A hint of greed flashed in He Wenxi's eyes, he chuckled lightly, moved his footsteps lightly, and in an instant thousands of figures appeared.The distance from him to Zhan Wuming's body was actually completely filled by his figure.

People watching from a distance couldn't help but burst into tongues. The speed of this old monster is indeed terrifyingly fast, and his movement is very strange. Now Qianshou has become a thousand shadows.

"Thousand Illusory Demon Body!" Zhan Wuming was slightly surprised. This body technique he remembered was the famous stunt of Mo Tianhun, the Ghost Venerable in the Yuan Realm, but now it appeared on the body of He Wenxi, the Demon God with Thousand Hands. This Ghost Venerable Mo Tianhun What is the relationship between Hun and He Wenxi in front of him?
"Unexpectedly, there are people in the Xuanwu Starfield who can recognize this movement technique..." He Wenxi's voice seemed to be extremely distant, coming from all directions, and it was impossible to catch his position at all.

"Frozen!" Zhan Wuming yelled softly, the world seemed to have entered into an extremely cold state in an instant, countless snowflakes fell from the void, and the figure of the demon god with thousands of hands in front of Zhan Wuming unexpectedly burst into flames. Turn into ice sculptures.An extremely cold mist rose around Zhan Wuming's body!

"The power of the law of ice!" He Wenxi's voice became clear in an instant, but it was not in the countless frozen figures in front of Zhan Wuming.

"Boom..." A piece of ice sculpture shattered violently, turning into countless shattered ice edges, and under the sunlight, it created colorful rainbow lights.Then those tens of thousands of frozen figures shattered at the same time.

Zhan Wuming's sword passed through the ice sculpture with endless murderous intent, but that was not He Wenxi's real body.But after this figure was shattered, the countless figures disappeared at the same time, and there were only countless shattered ice slags left in the void. The Thousand-Handed Demon God seemed to have disappeared into the void suddenly, and it was impossible to find where his trace was. place.

"Om..." The void shook suddenly, and Zhan Wuming's sword struck out again, piercing directly into the place where the void was vibrating.

"When..." There was a violent shocking sound, Zhan Wuming only felt his eardrums buzzing, his sword slashed on a big bell, and that terrifying sound was exactly the sound of sound waves from the big bell .

"Boom!" When Zhan Wuming's ear drum was deaf, a big hand pressed heavily on Zhan Wuming's shoulder.The extremely sharp Zhan Wuming only had time to slide his footsteps at this moment, but he was still hit hard on the back by most of the force.

Zhan Wuming's body tumbled and fell out in the void, spurting a big mouthful of blood in the air.This time, he miscalculated, the big bell was just a thousand-handed demon god He Wenxi's method of slamming east and west, and he seemed to be sure that Zhan Wuming would hit the place where the space fluctuates, so, the soul of the big bell The sound of the sound will inevitably interfere with Zhan Wuming's spiritual sense, and at this time, it is the best time for the Thousand Hands Demon God to attack.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God knew that he should not underestimate the opponent in front of him. His keen spiritual sense almost made his body skills useless. If his spiritual sense could not be disturbed, then it would be difficult to form an effective attack. He will be counted in reverse by the boy in front of him.But this time, his calculation was successful, but the result made him a little disappointed. He only injured Zhan Wuming, and the other party didn't seem to be affected too much, which made him feel the physical strength of Zhan Wuming greatly. surprise.

(End of this chapter)