1947: C1947 The God of War Is Nothing More than This

C1947 The God of War Is Nothing More than This

Because of the recovery of the Power of Creation, the broken laws of space and the destroyed forest of maple trees, they returned to their original state bit by bit. As Yang Ping looked at the source of the voice, she was very clear that the opponent was an extremely strong opponent, unlike Jian Wuchun who had such a Quasi Heavenly King, or even Jian Wuchun, who could not be considered the strongest of the group. However, because of the background of the clan, the unrestrained and unbridled nature of the clan was completely different from that of the true King of Heaven.

"Are you looking for me?"

A calm voice came from behind him. Yang Ping frowned and did not turn around, but she could clearly feel that the place where the other party had appeared in, was shockingly cut off by space. That space belonged to him and he was the owner of that space.

Heavenly King?

It couldn't be counted as him being too calm. When he appeared, it was as if an ordinary office worker passed by without attracting too much attention. He stood there without revealing any superfluous aura.

In his world, it belonged to a different dimension from the mortal world.

No, it should be the Heavenly King who had been suppressed by the red dust. Coming down from the Cloud Realm, the rules for the two sessions are different, so even if you control a rule or create a rule, when you enter the red dust, the rule that is completely different from the one in the outer dimension is still excessive, thus the suppression is extremely strong.

The Red Dust was a world where the rules were incomplete. When the Cloud Realm came down, the fighting strength of the Heavenly King was greatly reduced.

The ordinary man in front of him should be the Heavenly King Cloud Realm that had been suppressed by the red dust.

"What's your name?"

Yang Ping turned around and sized the other party up. Her calm aura, ordinary appearance, and even her clothes were all extremely ordinary. This should be the realm of cultivating to the point where she could return to her original state, where she did not need to display her strength externally.

"You want to beg for mercy?"

The other party laughed, and looked at Yang Ping in pity. She took two steps forward and swept her eyes across her surroundings, but the corpses of Jian Wuchun and the other two had not disappeared, so in the end, her gaze landed on Linghu Ling, "It really disappoints me.

Yang Ping could faintly guess the other party's identity.

War God!

Linghu was a descendant of the War God, and from his tone, it could be determined that Linghu was his descendant. Even if he wasn't his biological son, he was still an extremely close relative, otherwise it would be impossible for him to feel such sorrow, even though his words didn't contain the slightest bit of sympathy or rage.

He was very calm.

A mark appeared on the center of his brows, releasing a blinding light. Following his every step, it seemed as if he was shaking the void, as though he was about to step into the world. His General Mountain was unable to withstand the energy fluctuations and started to crack, descending from the mountain peak.

One rift, two worlds.

War God!

He was one of the top experts of the Cloud Realm, the number one expert under the Longevity Ancestor.

After confirming the other party's identity, Yang Ping was not afraid, so what if she was the Heavenly King? He looked at the sky, thinking that she could even send a Heavenly King to descend with her Cloud Realm.

He was just worried about that.

"Is there anyone else besides you?"

Yang Ping and the War God looked at each other and asked.

The war god sneered and said disdainfully, "Since I'm here, do you think you need anyone else?"

"Oh."

Yang Ping nodded, as if she understood the meaning of War God's words.

The war god squinted his eyes and said indifferently, "What do you mean?"

Oh.

That's all?

War God did not like Yang Ping's reaction. Under normal circumstances, he should be terrified, because facing a Heavenly King, a mere Great Saint Stage, even if it was a descendant of Wujia Ridge, how could it surpass the boundaries of a Heavenly King?

He did not like Yang Ping's reaction.

"A little disappointed."

Yang Ping answered honestly. If there were more Sky Kings, then Sky Kings who were suppressed by the red dust would be much more interesting.

The war god laughed.

The laugh was very cold.

"You probably don't know the power of the Heavenly King yet, and thought that it was very powerful just because you defeated a few ants. I can tell you this, once you advance to the Heavenly King Stage level, it will be a completely different life stage. The three pieces of trash you dealt with before, was just someone who would never be able to see the trash of the Heavenly King's Road."

"You're mistaken."

Yang Ping saw that the War God was very concerned about her attitude just now and felt that it was necessary to explain. She said seriously, "I am not arrogant, the reason for my disappointment is not because I do not know the power of the Heavenly King. You can go and get someone else. I'll wait. "

The War God stared at Yang Ping and confirmed that he was not joking. With a gloomy face, she said coldly, "You are courting death."

"I've always been seeking death, but unfortunately, no one can kill me."

Yang Ping shrugged and smiled.

The reason why War Gods were overbearing and aggressive was simply to force Yang Ping to become afraid and make him feel that the Heavenly King was invincible. But now, it seemed that the other party did not have any unnecessary thoughts.

"What a pity."

The War God shook his head and then disappeared. He appeared behind Yang Ping. This was not teleportation, nor was he as fast as lightning, but teleportation from one world to another, and just like that, he appeared behind Yang Ping.

Those below the Heavenly King Realm could not understand the level of power of the Dimensional Transposition.

The wargod lightly threw a punch.

War God's King Fist!

However, Yang Ping could clearly feel that the space between the two of them was close to a fist, and as the fist approached, the laws within it broke, maintaining the stability of space. On top of the fist, it was like an egg, and it had no ability to resist.

The laws of space were broken, his fist was right behind him.

No fancy fists.

There was no explosive force.

He ignored time and space and instantly arrived at the back of the mountain to burn one's brain. The War God did not display too much strength, just a casual punch was enough to surpass the combined strength of Jian Wuchun and the other two.

This was the terror of a Celestial King.

Linghu used the King of War Fist on him before, but compared to the fist in front of him, there was no comparison. An extremely superficial fist that borrowed the power of origin, one condensed from the laws, the fist of a god of war could no longer be considered a real existence.

Bang!

Yang Ping turned around and also threw a punch. It was similarly dull, and similarly without sound, it collided with War God's fist.

The space within the General Mountain had not changed, but the rules that were hidden in the air had been forcefully shattered by the two's fists. If it was anyone else who was facing the War God, one of their fists would probably be met with a miserable death.

For example, Nai was close to the Heavenly King but not on the same level of strength as the War God.

Yang Ping frowned.1

He wasn't satisfied with his performance just now, because the wargod only took a few steps back to stabilize his body, but he remained as unmoving as a mountain. According to expectations, he should have exploded the arm of the wargod with one punch, and the enemy only bled from his fist.

It was still a misjudgment.

Disappointment appeared in Yang Ping's eyes, and she sighed: "You're a bit stronger than I thought."

The War God looked at Yang Ping in a daze, not knowing what to say.

It had been many years since he had last seen this kind of situation. If not for the pain from his arm that had stimulated his nerves, he would never have believed that a Great Saint Stage expert in front of him would have a body that was stronger than his own.

No wonder the Longevity Ancestor sent him down.

Truly powerful.

The War God didn't show too much excitement because he didn't use his true strength just now.

Next.

He was going to be serious.

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