War God's Revenge

C799 He Came!



C799 He Came!

"Demon, die!"    

    

The two Stage Ten Ancient Martial Cultivator s shouted together.    

    

A person wielded a sword.    

    

The other person clenched his fists and charged forward!    

    

Their speed was extremely fast!    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Zhao Shuo's eyes were cold. His only reaction was a bloodthirsty smile. It was as if the real devil did not care about life and death at all.    

    

It was as if the people here were just playthings.    

    

He did not put them in his eyes at all!    

    

Swoosh!    

    

When the two Stage Ten Ancient Martial Cultivator Warriors were about to get close, Zhao Shuo had already brandished his Ancestral Sword.    

    

"This time, I will use half of my strength to test the power of this sword!"    

    

Zhao Shuo muttered.    

    

It was not loud.    

    

However, it was clearly transmitted into the ears of the two tenth phase Ancient Martial Cultivator s who were approaching them.    

    

At that moment.    

    

The two of them were stunned at first, but then their hearts surged with waves of emotions.    

    

A look of disbelief appeared on their faces.    

    

What did that mean?    

    

Could it be that he hadn't even used half of his strength when he had broken through the walls of the tunnels and killed countless people?    

    

No, impossible!    

    

Both of them were like arrows that had left the bowstring. They could only put everything on the line and not retreat!    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

The two of them walked up to him.    

    

A loud shout rang out, carrying with it an indomitable spirit.    

    

A group of warriors behind him also chased after him.    

    

Among them, there were many eighth stage Ninth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

    

Not to mention the fact that there were more than a hundred of them!    

    

When gathered together, the might and pressure that would be emitted would probably cause even a Ancient Martial Cultivator of the peak of Stage Ten to tremble in fear!    

    

Swoosh!    

    

A cold light flashed in response.    

    

Cold and heartless.    

    

Silent and colorless.    

    

It charged forward.    

    

Buzz, buzz, buzz …    

    

At that moment, time seemed to come to a standstill.    

    

The two Stage Ten Ancient Martial Cultivator s that were in front of Zhao Shuo seemed to have been immobilized and their bodies stiffened in midair.    

    

Then, with two whooshing sounds, it fell to the ground like a falling bird!    

    

After landing.    

    

The two of them were separated, their eyes wide with fury. Their auras were gone, and they died with grievances!    

    

Crash! *    

    

Not only the two of them, but many of the other experts and experts also landed on the ground at this time.    

    

Not a single one survived!    

    

In the end, there were only a dozen or so people left standing on the field!    

    

Silence!    

    

It was incomparably quiet!    

    

With two Stage Ten Ancient Martial Cultivator s at the head, there were no small number of Ninth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator and Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

    

However, they were all killed by that simple sword attack!    

    

"Ah ah ah ah ah!    

    

"Impossible, impossible …"    

    

Wu wu wu …    

    

The remaining dozen or so people instantly collapsed. Some were scared silly in public, some sat on the ground with ashen faces, and some were directly scared to death!    

    

It was like the end of the world.    

    

The only thing that was brought to him was despair. There was still no chance for him to survive. There was no chance for him to change his fate, and his future was completely dark and hopeless!    

    

"This... Is that the Ancestral Sword? "    

    

Zhao Shuo himself was shocked.    

    

His gaze shifted to the Ancestral Sword in his hand, staring straight at it.    

    

The smile on his face became more and more ferocious!    

    

"No wonder the North Sky Pavilion was able to survive in the northern border for so many years.    

    

Zhao Shuo was overwhelmed with emotions.    

    

This was because the divine sword was in his hands!    

    

"After we leave, this North Sky Pavilion Pavilion Master will be mine!"    

    

"Hahahaha..."    

    

Crazy laughter spread.    

    

This laughter was unbridled and unbridled, and he wasn't afraid of being overheard by anyone.    

    

In a certain passageway.    

    

Bai Ziyuv lay unconscious on the ground.    

    

Zhu Huang looked confused, while Dongfang Jing looked desperate.    

    

"Master, he … "He's too strong, no one is his match anymore …"    

    

"I'm afraid we're all going to die here!"    

    

Dongfang Jing's mournful voice rang out.    

    

Just now, Zhao Shuo had killed two Stage Ten Ancient Martial Cultivator with a single slash, including the images of hundreds of warriors of other realms, they had all seen clearly.    

    

This scene shocked their hearts and minds to such an extent that it was simply too terrifying!    

    

It was like the reaper had stretched out his sickle and slashed across his heart. It was extremely painful, yet it also carried with it the aura of death!    

    

Death is so close!    

    

Zhu Huang didn't reply, but murmured something to herself in a rarely seen manner.    

    

Only Dongfang Jing, who was nearby, could hear him.    

    

"Mr. Ye, where are you …"    

    

It was a helpless murmur.    

    

Zhu Huang, who had always been confident in her independence, revealed a rare look of helplessness and weakness.    

    

Ta ta …    

    

Zhao Shuo stopped laughing and started to walk slowly.    

    

It was heading in the direction of Zhu Huang's group.    

    

"... He, he's here …. "    

    

Upon hearing that, Dongfang Jing's body froze and her face turned pale!    

    

… ….    

    

In the middle of the maze.    

    

White Prison and Bai Mei were waiting leisurely.    

    

"How many days has it been?"    

    

The corner of White Hell's mouth curled up in a smile. With his ferocious face full of scars, he looked somewhat terrifying, "Should we go to the exit and wait?"    

    

Bai Mei didn't say anything. She just frowned and asked, "Did you hear any vibrations?"    

    

Bai Yu nodded: "I heard it, it must be another masterpiece by that Master and disciple of Luo Bei Sect. They used explosives on the first peak."    

    

"Explosives?"    

    

Bai Mei's brows were still tightly knitted, and she quickly shook her head: "That's not right, the North Sky Pavilion's outer space maze's material is special, its entire body is made of meteorite, and this meteorite is extremely hard, its soundproofing effect is surprisingly strong, so how is it possible for normal explosives to explode?"    

    

White Hell was surprised: "What else could it be if not explosives?"    

    

Bai Mei shook her head. "I'm not too sure either, but I just feel that something's not right."    

    

White Hell laughed: "You are overthinking things. Even if there is an issue, it is just an inside matter. It has nothing to do with the people outside."    

    

"Maybe that old brat Bei Yang hid some other traps and played a part in it."    

    

"And if you want to know the answer, then go to the exit of the maze. I believe Bei Yang's group is already waiting there."    

    

"You'll know when you see him."    

    

As he spoke …    

    

The White Hell had already taken the lead.    

    

Bai Mei hesitated for a moment before looking at the maze switch.    

    

After a long time, he walked over.    

    

He reached out his hand and turned the switch on the passage that Ye Tian was in.    

    

The stone door slowly rose.    

    

"Whether or not you can come out will depend on your ability."    

    

Bai Mei muttered to herself before following the figure of the White Hell.    

    

… ….    

    

At the exit of the maze.    

    

The maze was so big that it was at least the size of a dozen football fields.    

    

The distance between the front and back was even wider.    

    

There were already quite a few people gathered here.    

    

"Master Bei Yang, your maze is quite fun, but it can only affect Ancient Martial Cultivator s below the sixth phase seventh stage."    

    

Zhou Feng had just come out.    

    

Looking around, he realized that he was the only one who came out of the maze, and his face was filled with pride.    

    

"If it wasn't for the many detours and the fake paths that had baffled me several times, I reckoned that I would have been able to come out a day earlier!"    

    

He was completely clean and did not encounter any danger.    

    

Even his face was brimming with energy and vitality!    

    


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