Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Swords drawn towards the abyss

血染天穹

"With sword drawn, I plunge into the abyss, my blood staining the sky!"

At this moment, Lu Yu remembered the oath he took under the red flag of Great Xia that day, and a raging fire seemed to burn in his heart.

Now, it's time to fulfill our promise!

Hope rekindled in Lu Yu's eyes. He gripped the hilt of the straight sword at his waist and nodded solemnly to Chen Han.

"Captain, I understand!"

A hint of relief appeared in Chen Han's eyes as she silently wished.

"Uncle Li, you see? The things you taught me back then have been passed on. This is the legacy that belongs to us Night Watchmen."

"If you are watching over us from heaven, please bless the place you once protected with your blood and life, so that it may turn misfortune into good fortune and overcome this calamity."

A glint of sword light pierced through the eerie glow and landed in the city.

"Captain, someone's coming."

Lu Yu looked at the figure slowly walking towards them from not far away.

Chen Han frowned. Apart from him and Lu Yu, no one else in Anta County should have been able to wake up under the influence of the Wind God's Gale.

The young man in the black shirt, carrying a sword case, slowly walked up to them and asked in a low voice, "Are you the Night Watchmen of Antar County?"

"That's right, you're also a Night Watchman?!" Lu Yu asked excitedly.

“I’m not.” Zhou Ping shook his head.

Chen Han forced himself to walk up to Zhou Ping, looked him over carefully, and said seriously, "Whether you are a Night Watchman or not, now that you're awake, help us save people."

Zhou Ping glanced at Chen Han, took out a wooden box from his pocket and handed it to him, saying earnestly, "This is a divine pill. Distribute it among everyone, and they should wake up soon."

Chen Han took the wooden box and opened it.

A pill brimming with vitality is radiating a brilliant green light, like a tender sprout emerging from the earth in spring, full of life.

"Such a rich life force..." Chen Han, who possesses the ability to heal forbidden areas, is extremely sensitive to life force.

He looked at Zhou Ping with curiosity and asked, "Who... exactly are you?"

Zhou Ping said earnestly, "My name is Zhou Ping."

"Zhou Ping, thank you for the pill. It can save many people, but we still need your help to move the unconscious people to the underground parking garage," Chen Han said to Zhou Ping.

“Okay,” Zhou Ping nodded and said, “I’ll help you move people when I get back.”

"Waiting for you to come back? Where are you going?" Lu Yu asked with a puzzled look.

Zhou Ping looked up at the high-ranking deity above the city and slowly said:

"Go and slay the god."

After he finished speaking, the sword box behind him emitted a clear sword sound, and Zhou Ping instantly transformed into a sword beam and rushed straight towards Feng Shenxiu.

Chen Han and Lu Yu exchanged glances. Chen Han swallowed hard and slowly asked, "What...did he just say?"

Lu Yu snapped out of his reverie and slowly replied, "It seems he went to slay a god..."

Chen Han looked up at the chaotic expanse beyond the mist and wondered, "Could he be the legendary Great Xia Sword Saint?"

Lu Yu's eyes shone with even more hope, as if he had taken a reassuring pill.

"Great! It's the Great Xia Sword Saint! We're saved!"

……

Dressed in a light blue divine robe, with eyes radiating divine power, the wind god Xiu sat high above, manipulating a hurricane to carry Anta County toward the Egyptian kingdom.

He originally planned to take only the fragments of Fengdu, but under the protection of the Fengdu Laws, he was unable to break through the defenses and could only take half of the city along with the Luofeng Mountain that was hanging upside down underground.

hum!

A flash of sword light appeared, and Zhou Ping, wielding the Dragon Elephant Sword, blocked Feng Shenxiu.

"Who are you, daring to block the path of a god? Are you courting death?!" Feng Shenxiu's eyes turned cold as he questioned.

Chapter 242 The True Value of the Great Xia Sword Saint

hum!

Zhou Ping did not answer Feng Shenxiu's question. His sword energy, like a dragon, tore through the surrounding hurricane and rushed towards him with terrifying killing intent.

Such powerful sword intent!

Looking across Sun City, apart from the supreme god Ra, the wind god and the rain god, who were the first gods to be created, are the strongest.

Peak of the Main God realm, half-step into the Supreme God realm!

Even Set, the god of the yellow sand who wielded the supreme artifact, could only fight him to a draw.

But this mortal's sword could actually pose such a great threat to him!

Just who is this person?!

boom!

The sword light and the gale exploded, and the mist in the sky surged like thunder.

Swish!

The wind blades unleashed by the Wind God were incredibly fast. Zhou Ping, unable to dodge in time, was slashed in the chest, bleeding profusely.

Zhou Ping gripped the Dragon Elephant Sword tightly. He could clearly sense that the Wind God before him was much stronger than Osiris, the Hades he had faced before.

hum!

A flash of green light appeared, and the wound on Zhou Ping's chest began to heal rapidly.

Zhou Ping looked down, was taken aback at first, and then suddenly realized.

The divine pill that Gu Tianchen gave him is healing his injuries!

Feng Shenxiu, standing opposite him, widened his eyes in disbelief.

The wound inflicted by my own wind blade was a wound left by a god; how could it possibly heal so quickly?!

With the divine pill protecting him, Zhou Ping began to attack without defending, letting the rain of wind blades fall on him in order to inflict damage on his opponent!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sword light and the green wind collided fiercely in the air, with lightning and thunder, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Chen Han and Lu Yu looked up, and although their vision was blocked by the eerie light, they could still feel the terrifying sword intent and the intense pressure generated by the raging wind.

Chen Han and Lu Yu stared in disbelief as the sword and azure lights intertwined in the mist and emitted deafening explosions.

To confront gods with a mortal body?!

Is this the true value of the Great Xia Sword Saint?!

That's insanely powerful!

Suddenly, the sword intent in the air surged, suppressing the raging wind. The city, which was suspended in the air, suddenly lost the support of the hurricane and sank downwards!

The entire city plummeted downwards, and a strong sense of weightlessness instantly overwhelmed me!

Chen Han lost her balance, but in the instant she fell, she still held the child tightly in her arms and used her back to catch him on the ground, ensuring he was not hurt at all.

The next second, the falling city seemed to be supported by something, maintaining its stability.

Lu Yu quickly got up from the ground and took the child from Chen Han's arms.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Chen Han waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. Why did the fighting stop?"

In the sky, the sword light and the green wind dissipated, and the commotion of lightning and thunder that had just occurred, which seemed like the end of the world, returned to calm.

"Did the Sword Saint win?" Lu Yu looked up at the sky with curiosity.

call out!

A flash of sword light, and Zhou Ping landed on the ground, his black shirt slashed with several gruesome wounds, soaked in blood.

Zhou Ping's face was somewhat pale, but he was radiating a strong life force and was rapidly recovering from his injuries.

Disregarding his own safety, he attacked Feng Shenxiu with lightning speed, sustaining numerous injuries, and the effects of the divine pill were almost exhausted...

Fortunately, his reckless fighting style scared away Feng Shenxiu, giving the people of Anta County a chance to survive.

"Sword Saint Senior, are you alright?" Lu Yu asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Zhou Ping rolled up his sleeves and said seriously, "I promised to help you move people, and I won't go back on my word."

"Sword Saint Senior, you..."

Zhou Ping said slowly, "I will take you home."

Chen Han looked at Zhou Ping, his eyes narrowed. Where was his sword?

……

Egypt, the land of gods, the city of the sun.

The golden brick walls shone with a dazzling light, like the golden radiance of the sun, exuding a fiery divine power.

Above the Plaza of the Gods, eight golden pillars with similar shapes surround a giant golden pillar, like stars arranged around the sun.

One of the golden pillars, which once emitted a ghostly glow and was carved with underworld totems, has become dull and cracked.

This is a symbol of Osiris, the Egyptian god of the underworld.

On the other pillars, a high and mighty deity floats, radiating awe-inspiring divine power.

Only the pillar symbolizing the wind god Xiu was empty.

The next second, a blue hurricane struck the Wind God Pillar. The Wind God Xiu was covered in wounds and sword marks, and even his divine robe was torn to shreds, making him look extremely disheveled.

A bloody gash marred Feng Shenxiu's handsome face, as if branding him with the mark of defeat.

On the distant pillar of the yellow sand, Set, the god of the yellow sand, clad in golden armor and leaning on a battle axe, sneered: