3989: C3989 God of War Is Nothing More than That

C3989 God of War Is Nothing More than That

In the sky, there was a laugh full of contempt. It was bone-piercing cold, but it did not immediately display a terrifying pressure. After laughing lightly, the clouds returned to normal. Because the Power of Creation had returned to its original state, the spatial law of General Mountain had been shattered. The destroyed maple forest slowly returned to its original state. Yang Ping looked at the source of the sound and knew it very well. The opponent was an extremely powerful opponent, unlike a Quasi Heavenly King like Jian Wuchun. In fact, Jian Wuchun wasn't even considered the strongest in Cloud Realm. However, because of his family background, he was able to do whatever he wanted. However, he couldn't be compared to a real Heavenly King.

"Are you looking for me?"

A calm voice came from behind. Yang Ping frowned and did not turn around, but he could clearly feel where the other party had come from. It had cut off a space that belonged to him. He was the master of the space!

Heavenly King?

It could not be considered that. He was too calm. He was so calm that when he appeared, he was like an ordinary office worker passing by. He didn't attract too much attention. He stood there without revealing any excess aura.

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

Yang Ping did not sense any fluctuations from the Heavenly King from his body, although it was infinitely close to the Heavenly King. However, it was still not the case. No, it was not the case. This should be the Heavenly King who had been suppressed by the mortal world and came down from the Cloud Realm. The rules of the two sessions were different. Therefore, even if he was in control of one rule, he would still be able to control it. When you enter the world of mortals, These rules, which are completely different from those of the outer dimension, require excessive suppression.

The world of mortals was a world with incomplete rules. The combat strength of the Heavenly Kings who came from Cloud Realm had been greatly reduced.

The ordinary man in front of him should be the Heavenly Kings of Cloud Realm who had been suppressed by Red Dust.

"How should I address you?"

Yang Ping turned around and sized him up. He had a calm aura and an ordinary appearance. Even his clothes were ordinary. He should have cultivated to the realm of returning to his original state. He didn't need to show off his strength with his powerful external appearance.

"Do you want to beg for mercy?"

The opponent smiled and looked at Yang Ping with pity. He took two steps forward and glanced around. Jian Wuchun and the other two's bodies had not disappeared yet. Finally, his eyes fell on Linghu. "I'm really disappointed. With so many resources, even a pig is stronger than you."

Yang Ping could vaguely guess the identity of the man.

God of War!

Linghu was the descendant of the God of War. From the other party's tone, he could tell that Linghu was his descendant. Even if she wasn't his biological son, she was still an extremely close person. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to feel such pain, even though there was no trace of sympathy or anger in her words.

He was very calm.

A mark appeared between his brows, releasing a dazzling radiance. As he walked, every step he took seemed to shake the void, as if he was about to crush the mortal world. The General Mountain couldn't withstand his energy fluctuations and began to crack. As it descended from the mountaintop, a huge crack appeared, directly splitting the General Mountain into two and separating the two of them.

A crack, two worlds.

War God!

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

After confirming the identity of the other party, Yang Ping was not afraid. So what if he was a Heavenly King? He looked at the sky, thinking that Cloud Realm could send Heavenly Kings here. Did those experts who stood at the peak come as well?

He was just worried about this.

"Other than you, is there anyone else coming?"

Yang Ping looked at the War God and asked.

The War God sneered and said disdainfully, "Do you think that since I am here, I need someone else to come?"

"Oh."

Yang Ping nodded. He understood what the God of War meant.

The God of War squinted his eyes. He said indifferently, "What do you mean?"

Oh.

That was all?

The War God didn't like Yang Ping's reaction. Under normal circumstances, he should be terrified. This was because facing a Heavenly King, a mere Great Saint Stage, even if he was a descendant of the Wujia Ridge, no matter how heaven defying he was, could he still cross the boundary of the Heavenly King?

He didn't like Yang Ping's reaction.

"I'm a little disappointed."

If there were a few more Heavenly Kings, the Heavenly Kings who were suppressed by the mundane world would be much more interesting.

The War God laughed.

His smile was very cold.

"You probably don't know about the strength of the Heavenly King yet. You think you can defeat a few ants just because you think you're strong? Let me tell you, once you break through to the Heavenly King Stage realm, you'll be at another level of life. The three pieces of trash you dealt with before are just trash that can never see the path of the Heavenly King."

"You are mistaken."

Yang Ping saw that the War God was very concerned about his attitude just now, so he felt that it was necessary to explain. He said seriously, "I am not proud. The reason why I am disappointed is not because I don't know the strength of the Heavenly King, but because I know it too well, so I feel that it is meaningless. You can call for more people. I'll wait."

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

"I have always been seeking death. Unfortunately, no one can kill me."

Yang Ping shrugged and said with a smile.

Sometimes, words were more dangerous than battles. The war god was aggressive, but he wanted to force Yang Ping to be afraid. He felt that the heavenly king was invincible. But now, it seemed like he didn't have any other thoughts.

"What a pity."

The War God shook his head and disappeared from where he was standing. He appeared behind Yang Ping. It was not teleportation, nor was it as fast as lightning. It was traveling from one world to another, and just like that, he arrived behind Yang Ping.

Those below the Heavenly King realm couldn't understand the power level of dimensional travel.

The War God lightly punched out.

The War God Heavenly King Fist!

The War God punched out. It was soft and seemed to have no strength at all. However, Yang Ping could clearly feel the gap between them. As the fist approached, the rules of the space were broken, maintaining the stability of the space. On the fist, it was like an egg without any resistance.

The rules of space shattered, and the fist came behind him.

There was no fancy fist.

There was no explosive power.

There was only an ordinary fist that could shatter mountains and rivers. It ignored time. Space instantly arrived at the back of the wargod's head. The wargod didn't display too much power. With just a casual punch, it surpassed the superposition of Jian Wuchun and the other two.

This was the terror of the Heavenly King.

Linghu had used the War God Heavenly King Fist on him, but compared to the fist in front of him, there was no comparison. An extremely shallow punch was formed with the help of origin energy. The fist of the War God was no longer a real existence. Instead, it was jumping between reality and illusion.

Bang!

Yang Ping turned around and threw out a punch as well. It was equally ordinary and soundless as it collided with the fist of the Divine God of Battle.

The space of General Mountain didn't change, but the law hidden in the void was forcefully broken by the collision of their fists. If it was anyone else facing the War God, they would most likely die a horrible death with just one punch.

It was like nirvana. He was close to the Heavenly King, but compared to the War God, he was not on the same level.

Yang Ping frowned.2

He was not satisfied with his performance just now, because the War God only took a few steps back to stabilize his body, but he did not move like a mountain. According to his expectations, he should have punched the War God's arm to pieces, and his opponent would only bleed from his fist.

It was still a mistake in his judgment.

Yang Ping's eyes showed disappointment. He sighed and said, "You are stronger than I thought."

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

Just a moment ago, he was still high and mighty, but now he was forced back by a punch. This kind of situation had not happened for many years. If it wasn't for the pain from his arm, he wouldn't have believed that the strength of this Great Saint Stage warrior in front of him had surpassed his own.

No wonder Longevity Ancestor had sent him here.

Sure enough, he was 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.

- - The content came from [Mikoo Reading].

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