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

Enraged, Seth roared, "Shut up! If I don't chop this kid to pieces today, I'll never be a Nine Pillar God again!"

hum!

A powerful divine force, like surging quicksand, flowed into the golden battle axe in Set's hand, instantly unleashing a terrifying sandstorm. An aura of world-destroying destruction emanated from the battle axe.

Zhou Ping's eyes became more serious.

Fengshen Xiu lowered his arm and looked at Seth.

It seems this guy is really angry; he actually used the Sandstorm Battle Axe.

The Sandstorm Battle Axe is one of the three supreme artifacts of Sun City, possessing devastating power and symbolizing the desert that devours everything and destroys all living beings.

With the blessing of this supreme weapon of slaughter, Seth's combat power will be elevated to the half-step supreme god realm. Even the wind god Xiu cannot defeat the god of yellow sand who possesses the sandstorm battle axe!

Seth gripped the Sandstorm Battle Axe, its blade radiating murderous intent, and pointed it at Zhou Ping in the distance, saying, "To die under the Sandstorm Battle Axe is your honor. Prepare to die!"

boom!!!

Seth brandished his Sandstorm Battle Axe, and a golden moon blade that pierced the heavens and earth swept with a destructive battle intent, shattering the void and heading straight for Zhou Ping!

Zhou Ping knew he couldn't withstand this terrifying attack, but he couldn't back down.

Behind him was the city with tens of millions of people. The power of this attack was immense; even the laws of Fengdu might not be able to withstand it.

If this axe were to fall into the city, it would cause devastating damage.

He had promised to bring the people of this city home, and as the Great Xia Sword Saint, he could not break his promise!

Zhou Ping's eyes were firm, and his sword energy gathered on his sword finger, the sword energy was like a rainbow!

hum!

A crisp sword cry rang out as the massive blade shot towards the devastating golden moon blade!

boom!

The two different-shaped battle blades clashed fiercely, unleashing a terrifying energy shockwave that even shook the city behind Zhou Ping!

Lu Yu steadied himself and looked towards the fierce battleground of the gods, asking with a worried expression, "Senior Sword Saint... is he alright?"

The sword light shattered, and a deep axe wound, revealing bone, appeared on Zhou Ping's chest, dripping with blood!

Even with the swordsman's all-out attack, he still couldn't withstand this terrifying axe blow.

The divine pill on Zhou Ping's body emitted an inexhaustible life energy, healing his wounds.

However, after only half of the healing was completed, the medicinal effects of the elixir wore off, and it was no longer able to heal Zhou Ping's injuries.

Seth gripped his Sandstorm Battle Axe tightly and said coldly, "Heh, I didn't expect you to actually block this attack. I'd like to see how many more blows you can withstand!"

Chapter 249 A Sword in the Heart

Seth once again raised his invincible Sandstorm Battle Axe, infused it with surging divine power, and swung it fiercely at Zhou Ping!

The enormous golden moon blade, imbued with killing power, slashed towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping, who was already injured, had absolutely no chance of blocking this attack.

Seeing the sword energy swirling around Zhou Ping's sword finger as he attempted a desperate last stand, Seth sneered, "Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating your own strength!"

boom!

Before Zhou Ping could make a move, a golden moon blade descended from the sky and slashed fiercely at the axe blade!

The terrifying explosion seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart, shattering the surrounding void and causing the mist to surge.

A tall, golden figure was violently knocked back by the Sandstorm Battle Axe and retreated to Zhou Ping's side.

Zhou Ping looked at the tall figure and was slightly taken aback. "It's you?!"

Ying Gou gripped his horse-slaying saber tightly, his voice booming, "We meet again."

Zhou Ping asked with some doubt, "Ye Fan said that the gods of Great Xia cannot leave the territory of Great Xia, so how were you able to leave the country?"

Ying Gou said in a muffled voice, "I am a zombie, not a god. The zombie race is not recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so naturally it is not bound by the Heavenly Dao."

Zhou Ping nodded as if he understood, but all he needed to know was that the Corpse Ancestor in front of him was there to help him.

Ying Gou looked at Seth, his gaze falling on the sandstorm battle axe that was shrouded in killing power, and slowly said, "The battle axe in that guy's hand should be a supreme artifact. You don't have the power of law, so you can't resist it. Give it to me."

Zhou Ping glanced at the horse-slaying saber in Ying Gou's hand, which was taller than a man. Several fine cracks had appeared on it, left by the battle axe that had just resisted the sandstorm.

Can you do it?

Ying Gou said, "If the opponent has one foot in the Supreme God Realm like me, and also has a Supreme Artifact in his hand, I am definitely no match for him."

"However, the opponent is currently only at the level of a main god. Even if he wields a supreme artifact, he cannot unleash its full power. I am confident that I can hold him off."

"Thank you for your trouble," Zhou Ping nodded and said.

After a brief exchange, the two socially awkward individuals charged toward their respective opponents.

Seth stared blankly at the tall man in front of him, who was wielding a horse-slaying sword, wearing tattered golden armor, and exuding an overwhelming killing intent.

The aura emanating from him was complex, containing divine power, nether energy, and a mysterious Eastern power...

It's neither god nor demon, what kind of monster is it?

hum!

Ying Gou gripped his horse-slaying saber tightly and charged toward Set.

Seth brandished his sandstorm battle axe, parrying the slashing horse-slaying sword with a chilling burst of killing intent, and then swung the axe backhand, striking Ying Gou in the chest.

Ying Gou was knocked back by the axe, his golden armor shattered, and a shallow axe wound was left on his chest.

Seth was completely stunned. His physical body was terrifyingly powerful—what kind of monster was this?!

Feng Shenxiu looked at Zhou Ping in front of him. Even though he had been injured by the Sandstorm Battle Axe, Zhou Ping was still like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, blocking his way.

“Zhou Ping, is it? I admire your courage. If you are willing to submit to the sun, I can grant you the opportunity to become a god.” The admiration in Feng Shenxiu’s eyes grew stronger.

Zhou Ping shook his head and said, "I don't want to become a god."

Feng Shenxiu raised an eyebrow. "What's so good about being human? You experience the seven emotions and six desires, and you're trapped by birth, aging, sickness, and death your whole life."

"If you become a god, you will have endless life and supreme divine power, and enjoy the worship of the world. Isn't that good?"

Zhou Ping said earnestly, "What makes a person human is to do what they want to do in their limited life, to enjoy a short but beautiful life. Even if it's just a fleeting moment, at least they have tried their best to bloom."

"What is the point of having an endless life if one wastes it away in the long years?"

"You think immortality is a gift from God, but in my opinion, it's just a cage to keep you in your service."

Feng Shenxiu's eyes turned cold. "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless. Keeping someone like you around will only be a threat to my Sun City sooner or later!"

Swish!

After saying that, a wind blade slashed straight at Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping dodged to the side, but the wind blades, like boomerangs, returned and continued to slash at Zhou Ping through the mist!

boom!

A sword aura shot out, instantly shattering the wind blade behind Zhou Ping.

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Ping coughed lightly, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Shenxiu looked at Zhou Ping with a puzzled expression and asked, "Where is your sword?"

Zhou Ping stretched out his hand, pointed to his heart, and slowly said, "Here."

hum!

A terrifying sword intent shot up from Zhou Ping's body, forming a sword in the void that was as clear and transparent as glass!

Feng Shenxiu was startled by Zhou Ping's sudden burst of power. This kid's strength had increased significantly since before. What was going on?!

"No sword in hand, but a sword in heart."

"The meaning of a sword lies not in killing, but in protecting."

hum!

The Glazed Sword emitted a clear sword cry, traversed the void, and instantly arrived in front of Feng Shenxiu!

Fengshen Xiu hurriedly used his divine power to set up dozens of thick wind shields in front of him.

But the sword of glaze, with its sword energy like a rainbow, instantly pierced through all the wind shields with overwhelming force and flew towards us!

Feng Shenxiu hurriedly dodged, but was still slashed in the arm by Zhou Ping's sword, and blood flowed freely.

"Such a strong mindset!"

Feng Shenxiu looked at Zhou Ping, his eyes filled with even more apprehension.

Zhou Ping's understanding of the sword has reached an even higher level.

This is the sword technique he mastered during a life-or-death situation when he faced Set's Sandstorm Battle Axe.

He was put in a life-or-death situation and then reborn; his sword had already acquired its own soul!

If Zhou Ping possessed the power of laws, he could have become a god by now!

Unfortunately, the laws of this world have already been divided up by the gods of many divine kingdoms. A sword without the power of laws can only injure a god, but cannot kill one.

However, Feng Shenxiu also had a headache dealing with Zhou Ping, who had now broken through from a life-or-death crisis.

If he were to strike me a few more times, I would be severely injured and fall from grace, even if I didn't die.

If he were to be seriously injured again by this man, he would no longer have a place among the Nine Pillars of Sun City!

With a thought, Feng Shenxiu began chanting a summoning incantation.

Within the mist, countless mysteries of various realms heard the call of the wind and emerged from the fog, surging like a tide towards the shattered city behind Zhou Ping.

Feng Shenxiu's lips curled slightly as he looked at Zhou Ping and asked, "Are you planning to save the people in that city, or are you planning to continue wasting time with me?"

Zhou Ping lowered his sword finger slightly, and the originally clear and transparent glass sword began to flicker, his newly broken state of mind beginning to fluctuate.

Feng Shenxiu's psychological warfare tactics have worked.