Swallowing the Starry Sky Starts with a Sword

Chapter 33 Fatal Crisis!

Heavy rain, cold wind.

A figure, like thunder tearing through the sky, instantly rushed into the battlefield!
"Okay! Okay! Friends, let's join forces. Whoever contributes more will get more!" Even in the fierce battle, the burly war god shouted in surprise, and several other war gods also echoed.

Everyone has good eyesight.

Just looking at this new figure, the strength and speed of his charge into the battlefield is at least that of a mid-level war god.

Originally, the four war gods were against the three-headed monster lord, suppressing him but having no chance to kill him.

Now there is one more medium-level war god, which means five are fighting against three. Two of them can be assigned to entangle one monster lord each, and then the three war gods can besiege the third lord.

Concentrate your strengths and defeat them one by one.

"New friend, tie up that pig lord over there!"

"Golden Eagle God of War, entangle that tiger lord."

"The three of us will surround and kill this last idiot, and we'll all share the spoils equally in the end!"

The captain of the three-man team immediately planned the tactics.

Average score?
The person who charged into the battlefield was Zhou Ning. He rushed to the battlefield and observed from the side. He appeared only after seeing that the four war gods were unable to do anything to their opponents.

He couldn't do the thing of robbing prey, but dividing it equally?
Zhou Ning was in a hurry to fill his backpack and go home.

call!
Zhou Ning stomped on the ground, leaving a misty trail in the rain, and his sprinting speed directly exceeded the speed of sound.

"hiss!!"

The pig lord in front of him was completely black, and his fur did not reflect even a trace of light, but he could vaguely feel its unparalleled defensive power. Even the few scars left by its recent fierce battle with the human god of war were very shallow.

It rushed towards Zhou Ning, and the moment it got close to Zhou Ning, it suddenly raised its head, and its fangs slashed out like two sharp black swords!

"Is the pig skin thick?"

The moment the two intersected, the sword in Zhou Ning's hand shook violently, and the highest seventh level of "Thunder Seven Stars" in his body exerted force, and seven levels of new strength burst out in succession, each level was 60% of the strength.

Combined with the original body force, the force amplitude instantly reached 5.2 times.

The knife light was as fast as thunder and lightning, and also as fast as fog, disappearing in an instant.

Tsk~!

A hideous knife mark suddenly appeared on the neck of the pig lord. The mark stretched for nearly two meters and blood gushed out.

It let out a shrill and crazy roar. This dying roar resounded throughout the entire battlefield and also attracted the attention of other war gods and monster lords.

"Fuck!"

"What's going on? A knife?"

The four human war gods were all shocked. It was really that Zhou Ning's sword was too powerful. You know, they had attacked the pig lord many times just now, and the scars were very minor.

And this new god of war seriously injured the pig lord with just one sword!

It seems shocking, but it is actually normal.

Zhou Ning could easily ravage the high-level lords, and the power of his swordsmanship was enough to leave scars on them.

No matter how strong the defense of a pig lord is, he is still a middle-level lord, and is naturally far inferior to a high-level lord!

laugh!
laugh!
Zhou Ning seized the opportunity and took advantage of the pig lord's madness, fear and pain to slash out with two swords in an instant. The sword light was like a bolt of thunder in the fog, and it was impossible to avoid it.

The two strikes directly split most of the pig lord's neck and severed its spine. The huge monster lord fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"Whoever works harder gets more!" Zhou Ning shouted as he moved closer to the tiger lord. After all, the other pig lord was already being besieged by three war gods, so it would be difficult for him to snatch more.

"Hey!"

Zhou Ning saw that the person in front of him was a blond foreign god of war, and he raised his eyebrows at him and said hello: "You are alone, it's not easy to kill you!"

"I'll help you~"

I will help you kill monsters and get the money.

The blond god of war was stunned, but Zhou Ning had already passed him and rushed towards the tiger lord.

The tiger lord also saw Zhou Ning easily kill his companion, and struggled frantically to resist, which made Zhou Ning work a little harder, and it took him seven or eight strikes to kill him.

The main reason was that Zhou Ning's progress in the past two months was so amazing that he subconsciously hid some of his strength to avoid shocking the world.

For example, his swordsmanship was slightly restrained, and his body movements, which had also reached the fourth level, were not fully utilized.

Even so, it was easy enough to deal with the middle-level lord in front of him.

"Hey, man~"

Zhou Ning looked at the stunned blond war god in the distance and smiled to hide his embarrassment: "Let's share, share, you get a little too."

The blond war god seemed to come back to his senses and smiled at him. Zhou Ning also smiled at him, then turned around to collect monster materials.

Seeing Zhou Ning turned his back, the blond war god in the distance had expressions of horror, shock, suspicion, gloom, etc. in his eyes.

He quietly raised his wrist and began to speak very softly to his watch. The voice was not Chinese, nor was it the language of America or the European Union, nor was it even some of the languages ​​commonly used in the five major countries.

But it is an extremely obscure and mysterious language.

"The target has been found, and its strength has improved tremendously! The original plans of 'winning over', 'tempting', and 'turning the tables' have failed."

“What should we do next?”

Soon, the watch also rang with the same obscure language: "The progress is extremely amazing? To what extent?"

The blond war god was silent for a moment, looking at Zhou Ning who was dissecting monster materials in the distance, his eyes narrowed: "High-level war god, threshold."

"It is impossible for a 17-year-old high-level war god to betray China and the Extreme Martial Arts School. The resources we can use for the temptation plan are simply not enough."

There was a long silence on the other end of the watch. The blond war god waited motionlessly, and finally heard a simple command coming from the other end.

"Kill the target."

A moment later, the last pig lord besieged by the three war gods also died, and soon all the materials were dissected and collected.

"I killed two medium-sized lords by myself, but you have been holding these three lords back for a long time. I will give you half of the materials of a pig lord. Is that okay?"

Zhou Ning smiled at these war gods.

"Haha, War God Zhou Ning, you are too polite. If you don't come, we can't kill a single lord." said the sturdy War God.

During the battle just now, they hadn't noticed Zhou Ning's appearance. When everyone gathered together, some war gods naturally recognized the 17-year-old young war god.

Shocked!

He joined the War God Palace just two months ago. Now, at the age of seventeen, his combat power has approached or even reached the threshold of a high-level War God.

This speed of cultivation is already comparable to the speed of progress of Hong and Lei Shen, a group of super powerful people during the Great Nirvana Period.

There is no doubt that this War God Zhou Ning will definitely reach the level of 'Invincible War God' in the future, and there is even a great hope that he will become an existence that surpasses the War God.

The three-man Ares team also hoped to get closer to Zhou Ning.

"War God Zhou Ning, this is the Golden Eagle War God of the HR Alliance!"

The sturdy man introduced, "Haha, the Golden Eagle God of War came to City 003 a month ago and has been looking for you. However, your whereabouts are really mysterious. He has asked many gods of war who have ventured into City 003, but no one has seen you."

The blond Golden Eagle God of War walked over. There was a special elegance in his movements, which was indeed the unique temperament of the top families in the HR Alliance.

"War God Zhou Ning, I'm honored to meet you. You are definitely the strongest genius among human warriors after the Great Nirvana!" The Golden Eagle War God's English pronunciation is calm and elegant, which makes people feel relaxed unconsciously.

"I came here with the instructions of the alliance and the family, hoping to establish a good relationship with you, War God Zhou Ning."

He smiled and said, "Our Bertolt family is willing to spend 1000 billion Chinese Yuan and a lot of privileges and benefits at one time to invite War God Zhou Ning to be our Bertolt family's."

"Guest official!" the blond god of war used a Chinese word.

1000 billion Chinese coins!

Upon hearing this number, the three war gods standing by breathed heavily. It was very difficult for them to earn 10 billion a year, and the war gods also spent a lot of money.

One hundred billion, an astronomical figure, how long will it take to save it up?
Zhou Ning was also shocked and couldn't help but be moved. He was not a psychic, and as a pure warrior, it was still difficult for him to hunt down the Monster Lord.

One hundred billion is enough for him to save a lot of time and energy and concentrate on cultivation.

"War God Zhou Ning, what do you think?" The blond war god stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning also reached out his hand subconsciously, but he felt something was wrong.

Both sides shook hands.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Zhou Ning's mind -

The Golden Eagle God of War came to him a month ago. At that time, the outside world only had the impression that he was a junior god of war.

How could any family be willing to spend 1000 billion to win over a junior war god, just as a guest official?
It is also wrong to say that the Golden Eagle God of War changed his contract terms because he saw his strength.

It has only been less than ten minutes since he displayed the strength of a high-level god of war. How can a god of war have the power to mobilize hundreds of billions of funds in ten minutes?
A deadly chill suddenly rose up from Zhou Ning's back as if exploding.

Almost at the same time, beyond everyone's expectations, a cold light burst out from the arm of the Golden Eagle God of War, and instantly shot towards Zhou Ning's face within the short distance where the two shook hands!

(End of this chapter)