Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 58
The majestic sword god was underestimated by a puppet king he thought was incompetent. Even if the old man was in a good mood, the muscles on his face twitched in anger.

Even if Long Zhantian hides his strength, he still looks down on him.

"Smelly man, he is the sword god!" Long Wenrou reminded, but when she saw Long Zhantian's domineering look, a strange feeling appeared in her heart, is this still that stinky man?
Long Zhantian just stretched out his hand and hooked his right index finger towards the old man.

"Looking for death!" The old man was furious. If he didn't dare to fight in front of so many people, he would have the face to face others. He burst out with a strong aura from his fury.

The terrifying power of the god-level master was also displayed, and a cloud of dou qi surrounded him, and the surging power forced the people around to retreat one after another, even Long Wenrou and Yi Mengxue had to resist with all their strength.

Looking at the old man's feet again, the ground was cracked with his feet as the center.

Although he hated Long Zhantian's challenge, the old man was a god-level master after all, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, he would not underestimate the enemy, not to mention that he dared to challenge him, and he had a divine beast as his magic pet, so he was more cautious.

"Old man, let's do it. As I said, I respect the old and love the young, so I let you do it first." Long Zhantian said with a smile.

Seeing that he was so arrogant, the old man snorted coldly, raised his leg a step, and shot fiercely, knocking Yi Mengxue, Long Rourou and others back again and again. With both hands holding the sword, he slashed fiercely at Long Zhantian.

A sword blasted out.

The space seems to be torn apart.

That tyrannical grudge radiated a dazzling brilliance, and it fell fiercely with overwhelming momentum, which meant to blast Long Zhantian to the point that there was not even a scum left.

The hearts of those who watched were raised.

They don't know why Long Zhantian suddenly wants to fight the old man alone, even Yi Mengxue and Long Wenrou are the same. Even after sharing their lives, Long Zhantian can use the same strength as a metal dragon, but his opponent is after all. A master of the god level, and it is not as simple as the early stage of the god level.

Facing such a sword, Long Zhantian didn't use any weapon, raised his fist, and hit the big sword that was roaring wildly.

Fist versus sword.

"Your Majesty!" Yi Mengxue and the others were anxious.

Don't talk about the difference in strength, even if the strength is the same, it is impossible to fight the big sword with your fist. You need to protect your fist with fighting spirit, which is equivalent to weakening your fighting spirit.

They unanimously shot to rescue.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a violent shock wave erupted from the collision point, shocking Yi Mengxue, Long Wenrou, Slick and others back again and again.

Everything in the show building was instantly destroyed.

Looking at these two people again, Long Zhantian stood firmly in place, but the god-level master was beaten back again and again, hitting the wall, knocking out a big hole in the wall, and the sword in his hand was also beaten. There was a small piece of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he was defeated.

Defeated by Long Zhantian's punch.

To be exact, maybe it was a half punch, because Long Zhantian's arms were not yet straightened, and his strength was far from exerted, and that alone caused him a disastrous defeat.

"Disappointed! Even [-]% of my strength can't handle it!" Long Zhantian shouted coldly.

"Twenty-two percent power?" Yi Mengxue murmured to herself.

"Stinky man, brag!" Long Rourou said.

The Shanlei people shouted in unison: "Thunder King!"

Regarding the outside world, Long Zhantian didn't take it seriously at all, and his heart was disturbed. From this situation, as long as he reached the peak of the fifth heaven, he could compete with the mysterious god-level masters, so what about the nine heavens? ?Even the God King of the God Realm and the Demon King of the Demon Realm would bow their heads in front of him.

"It only takes a half-strength punch to kill you!" Long Zhantian's voice was deafening, the rolling sound waves pierced the sky, and the shaking ground shook violently, but seeing his hair flying wildly, his eyes were like sharp blades It was as dazzling as eyes, and unparalleled power surged within the tall and straight body, like a rolling river, like a volcano about to erupt.

Every inch of skin contains terrifying energy, and the body seems to be bursting out with invincible power to destroy the world, and naturally releases a suffocating sense of oppression. No one doubts his words, just one punch can knock out the gods. Bombing and killing by super masters, because this is the power possessed by real gods.

brush!
Long Zhantian left an afterimage on the spot, as if traveling through space, he came to the god-level master, his fist bursting with golden light and smashed towards the god-level master.

The space distorted, the figures of the two became blurred, and the ground was broken by the force of force, but such violent force was controlled by Long Zhantian and did not spread to anyone.

The god-level master didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be killed with a single punch. He almost crazily used all his fighting spirit and blasted out a sword with all his strength. It was definitely the strongest sword in his life.

"boom!"

The fist hit the big sword.

This time, there was no violent force impact like before, and there was no explosion scene. The two stood there quietly, motionless, as if time stood still.

"call"

A breeze blows.

The sword of the god-level master turned into powder, floating in the air.

"Your Majesty (smelly man)!"

Everyone was stunned, but what surprised them even more was still behind, when the breeze blew over the sword and touched the god-level master, they saw that the body of the god-level master turned into powder in an instant like that sword, It was blown away, as if this god-level expert had never appeared before.

But the cracked ground, shattered walls, and destroyed items in the building clearly told them that god-level masters did exist.

Long Zhantian said coldly: "Vulnerable!"

"Ah" Long Wenrou let out a scream, rushed over like a whirlwind, and sent a sweet kiss directly, "It's so cool!" Then he was taken aback, his pink face flushed, and he said angrily: "Stinky man, you stole my first kiss!"

"I rob you?" Long Zhantian was dumbfounded.

I've seen unreasonable, never seen such unreasonable.

The Shanlei people knelt down one after another and said in unison: "Thor!"

This is their cry from the bottom of their hearts. In their hearts, Long Zhantian is not the King of Thunder, but the God of Thunder in their hearts!
(End of this chapter)