The Last Valkyrie: The Myth of the Deity of All Peoples Comes

How could it be possible to be defeated by what they thought were ants?

The gods in the auditorium were obviously mobilized by Heimdall.

With the wrath of Poseidon, the waves constantly hit the arena with a rumbling sound.

Ye Feng's small body almost lost his footing.

"Very good, worthy of being a god among gods."

"God of gods!"

"Lord Poseidon."

"No matter how cunning human beings are, it is impossible to surpass the gods."

"Yes, human cub, your time of death has arrived."

"God of Gods: GOG."

"GOG!"

"GOG!"

Heimdall: "The gods are all excited and keep shouting: GOG!"

Ye Feng: "..."

There is something wrong with these gods.

It was as if he had the upper hand.

How did it look like he was killed.

Poseidon turned his head silently.

That gaze cast a cold glance at the auditorium.

The oppressive feeling of death spread throughout the arena.

Gods: "..."

Instantly quieted down.

Youshen said in a low voice.

"Stupid, stupid, it's too noisy, after all, Master Poseidon was kicked twice."

"Don't make eye contact with him."

"It will be killed."

Gray hid behind Brunhilde and shivered: "The sense of oppression from Lord Poseidon is really terrifying."

Brunhild's body trembled slightly, and a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Can this kid do it?

The kick just now was not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Everyone silently looked at the arena.

Only the terrified sound of the waves.

Poseidon said coldly: "A bunch of trash."

Ye Feng: "I'll go, you can really pretend, they are cheering for you, I don't like it, you killed the gods."

Poseidon: "It's not like I didn't kill him before."

Ye Feng: "Hehe, it's the first time I've heard your comrade-in-chief speak so righteously and awe-inspiringly. You deserve to be King B. I would like to call you the strongest."

Poseidon: "Companions? Gods don't gather together, they don't plot, and they don't rely on others. This is the so-called god. From birth, he is a perfect existence and doesn't need any companions."

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback.

He almost forgot about Poseidon in the comics.

Yes, Poseidon is the purest god.

Scary, without any emotion, a god who can kill even his own brother.

And himself, as long as he wins seven games, he can also become a god.

Ye Feng muttered to himself: "God? What exactly is a god?"

Poseidon raised his trident to Ye Fengyao.

"Okay, it's time to end this farce, you, you can die."

This time Heimdall didn't dare to answer any more.

Ye Feng and Poseidon confront each other from a distance.

The gods watched with bated breath, no one dared to speak this time.

Poseidon's legs, slightly bent, suddenly jumped into the sky.

He swooped down towards Ye Feng.

He said lightly: "Disappear."

The trident in his hand suddenly stuck out.

This blow has already shown his recognition of Ye Feng's strength.

Only he himself knew how heavy Ye Feng's kick was just now.

Ye Feng: "I know a palm technique that descends from the sky, but I have never seen a halberd technique that descends from the sky."

Poseidon's attack drives the wind.

The blow made Ye Feng's bellyband flutter for a while.

With a small body, instead of retreating, Ye Feng jumped suddenly amidst the astonished expressions of the gods.

Instead, he greeted Poseidon.

The moment the two were about to touch each other.

Under Ye Feng's control, the Huntian Ling made from the divine weapon on Ye Feng's body entangled towards Poseidon's Sea God Trident.

The two intersect in mid-air.

Ye Feng's petite body sideways avoided the attack of the trident.

Poseidon just wanted to turn his gun in mid-air to attack Ye Feng.

But he paused slightly.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't draw the trident.

The arm and trident were firmly entangled by Huntian Ling.

Ye Feng and Poseidon rushed up one by one, and rushed down by the other.

All looking at each other.

"Hey, have you seen the Invincible Hot Wheels?"

After finishing speaking, he actually used the power and inertia of Poseidon's downward rush to spin his whole body in the sky.

Poseidon held on to the Sea God Trident.

Ye Feng's small body, leading Poseidon in circles in the sky?

Just like an electric fan.

The speed turned faster and faster.

The gods were dumbfounded.

Is this still a human cub?

How could there be such a strong physical strength?

This is simply a replica of Zeus.

"What is Lord Poseidon doing?"

"Is he playing with that human cub?"

The inertia is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of Poseidon's rotation is getting faster and faster.

It was already impossible to see Poseidon's body clearly with the naked eye.

You can only see afterimages like propellers.

Take Ye Feng's small body as the center.

A gust of wind blew across the arena.

It blows humans and gods tottering.

Even the huge monster on Aphrodite's chest was blown up, blocking his vision.

After a while, Ye Feng struggled a little.

Sweat began to seep from his forehead.

Chapter 16 Three Heads and Six Arms Nezha

Ye Feng felt that Nezha in this state should also be Nezha who had not become a fairy.

His strength is far inferior to Zhizunbao, or even Guankou Erlang.

The limit is coming soon.

The arm was almost out of control for Huntian Ling.

Ye Feng roared angrily.

"Roll over, Poseidon."

Directly let go of Huntian Ling who was entangled with the trident.

Due to inertia, Poseidon's body shot out like a cannonball.

Slammed towards the side of the arena.

The speed is too fast.

If it hit the arena, Poseidon might die on the spot.

Unfortunately, at the last moment.

Ye Feng's strength was exhausted.

There is no way to get a good angle.

Instead, Poseidon slammed into the water.

He is the god of the sea.

How can you be afraid of sea water?

really.

There was a loud bang.

The sea was smashed into a layer of shocking waves.

It directly drenched the gods in the auditorium thoroughly.

Aphrodite, wet.

Shiva was also drenched in the face.

Even the top Zeus.

They were all drenched in water.

But they didn't care, but focused on the arena.

I want to see the state of Poseidon at the moment.

Poseidon half-knelt on the sea.