Universal Reincarnation: Start with an Infinity Gauntlet

While!

Sparks are everywhere!

The two sharp divine weapons collided together, and the scattered qi formed an invisible impact, rolling up debris in the sky.

“Attack others without saying a word, is the god of Fuso so rude?”

Chu Ze, who blocked this slash with the Tiancong Cloud Sword, looked at the blonde girl dressed in Japanese style, his arm was forced, and he bounced it away, and at the same time his figure turned, and he kicked heavily towards the rear with a heavy kick in the whirlwind.

Bang!

Burst into breath!

The teenager in the black kimono crossed his hands to block Chu Ze’s straight kick.

But the huge force still made him fly over the rear, and his feet pulled out two scorched marks on the ground.

“Or do you think you can deal with me just the two of you?”

With a sword flower, the sword qi that surged out left a long and deep sword mark on the ground.

Chu Ze raised his head and said indifferently.

“Report the name, I will not kill the nameless.”

“High Heaven Plain, Bishamen Tian”

The blonde girl held the blade in front of her back, across her eyes, and her purple eyes were full of fierceness.

“Night Fight.”

The young man on the other side held a knife in one hand, and his face was also cold.

“Ah~ very good, since the name is coming, then let me see how strong the so-called god is.”

The Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand was reversed and directly slapped on the infinity, causing it to turn into a cloud of crystal chips and merge into it.

Chu Ze pulled out a long knife with his backhand and pointed at it, and these two martial gods of the High Heavenly Plain grinned.

“Remember, push harder.”

Bang bang!

The ground exploded, and Bishamen and Nightfight disappeared at the same time.

Then instantly appeared in front of Chu Ze, and the two knives went up and down, cutting towards Chu Ze’s head and waist.

“The speed is okay, the force is too weak.”

While!

The long knife was raised, blocking the slash of the two.

Chu Ze grinned, turned around and blasted out behind him with a punch.

Roar!

A white tiger tiger was punched out by him.

When it flew into mid-air, the tiger’s body was frozen into a large ice lump by Chu Ze’s Heavenly Frost Fist.

It hit the ground and shattered into a piece of broken ice.

“Daoma!”

Seeing this scene, Bishamen let out a cuckoo cry like blood.

“Don’t be distracted in battle, woman.”

A dodge rushed to the front of Bishamen, and Chu Ze slammed an inch of fist on her stomach.

Bang!

The penetrating force directly shattered her armor, breaking a large hole in her back.

“Gag!”

It turns out that both women and goddesses vomit when they are beaten in the stomach.

Bishamen, who was punched by Chu Ze, spat out a pile of filth on the spot.

But she was lucky.

When she was hit, Yedou shot in time, allowing Chu Ze’s punch to vent less than one-tenth of the force.

Otherwise, if the power of Chu Ze’s punch just now burst out, she would not be as simple as a filthy thing when she spit it out.

Dangdang!

Long knives staggered, sparks splashed.

Chu Ze’s figure swims, like a spirit fish, constantly fighting with the night.

“Good knife skills.”

Night Fight’s knife technique is simply sharp, and the move goes straight to the point.

It belongs to pure murder knives.

There are no flashy moves, only simplicity, speed and effectiveness.

After playing tricks with him, Chu Ze enjoyed it very much.

He was able to learn from Night Fight’s knife technique.

It is precisely because of this that he did not use too much supernatural power to fight the other party, but maintained his strength to a degree that was the same as him, which could bring him pressure and would not defeat him.

In this way, he can be like a juicer, constantly squeezing the potential of the night fight, allowing him to exert more power, unleash more powerful attacks, and gain more experience from him.

The blade flies, and the knife qi is rampant.

Compared to Chu Ze’s ease, Yedou was not comfortable at all.

The human being in front of him is simply a monster.

More tricky than any demon he’d ever killed.

Strength, speed, skill, awareness.

Every attribute is perfect.

Yedou feels that the reason why he can still fight with this guy now is really not because of his strong strength, but because the other party puts water there and plays with himself.

He didn’t know why the other party was doing it.

But he knew that since the other party did not directly defeat him, then he would continue to fight.

That’s the meaning of his existence.

“Drink!”

At this time, Bishamen finally eased up.

She gritted her teeth, forced the tears in her eyes, and rushed towards Chu Ze frantically.

The white tiger that had just been killed by Chu Ze was her artifact.

The so-called artifact.

It is the “undead” adopted by the gods and given pseudonyms, who can transform into artifacts under the call of the gods, most of them are weapons and accessories, some are mounts, and relatively rare are the attribute phenomenon of the power of lightning, wind and fire.

The white tiger that was killed by Chu Ze is not only an artifact, but also a Dao landmark in the artifact.

The role of the road sign is very important, that is, to guide God’s way forward, so that God will not deviate, and its importance can even be described as the half of God.

It is precisely because of this that Bishamen will lose control of his emotions because the white tiger was killed.

“Recovered?”

With a slight afterburner, he bounced the night bucket away, and Chu Ze flicked his fingers and directly hit the long knife cut by Bishamen.

While!

The huge force trembled the long knife, causing Bishamen to get rid of his hand.

At the same time, the screams of the artifact long knife came from her heart.

The snap of Chu Ze’s fingers just now had already made this long knife full of cracks.

“Go back.”

Discovering this, Bishamen put away the long knife along with the artifact armor that was also badly damaged.

Then she turned her wrist, and two more short knives appeared in her hand.

“Huh.”

Looking at her look of not admitting defeat, Chu Ze grinned and took a step back.

Brush!

As he retreated, a bottomless ravine appeared in the position where he had just stood.

At the same time, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared in the field.

Most of these figures are dressed in Fuso and hold beak knives and tai knives in their hands.

With a solemn look, he knew at a glance that the person who came was not good.

“July Heavenly Demon, don’t go too far, this is not your Huaxia Jiuzhou, it’s almost time for you to leave!”

The one who spoke was a big man dressed in red with red feet of the tailed beast, holding a broad giant sword in his hand, and his whole body was full of breath, ten times stronger than Night Dou and Bishamen combined.

But even so, he did not attack, but looked at Chu Ze with a guarded face.

As Fuso’s strongest God of Destruction, his fighting intuition is stronger than that of both Zhidu and Bishamon.

It was precisely because of this that he knew how terrifying Chu Ze was.

In his body, he felt a more high-end power than the divine power controlled by the gods.

The amount of this power may not be much, but the quality is unprecedented condensation.

If he were to unleash this power.

The eight million gods in the high heavens and the earth are afraid that they will not be able to make up the whole number.