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

Gu Tianchen's figure nimbly dodged Qianmo's attack like a butterfly, while the bone spikes on his arm, filled with killing intent, pierced towards Qianmo's throat and heart!

Qianmo was shocked and quickly dodged, but before he could catch his breath, Gu Tianchen, filled with murderous intent, appeared beside him again, and the icy bone spikes attacked once more!

Every move is deadly! Aiming straight for the opponent's vitals!

The mighty Lord Qianmo, one of the three agents of the Ancient God Church, was forced to retreat repeatedly by Gu Tianchen, and even had several bloody scratches on his body.

Gu Tianchen, with his ghostly figure, didn't seem to be fighting at all; he looked more like he was dancing.

The dance steps, as graceful as butterflies, concealed a deadly intent, like art presented from the extreme of carnage.

Compared to Lin Qiye's Starry Sky Dancer, it lacks some of the tranquility and eeriness of the night, but has more of a murderous and chilling aura.

Gu Tianchen, with elegant dance steps, brandished the bone spurs in his hand, pressing forward relentlessly!

Qianmo, who was fighting against him, narrowly avoided Gu Tianchen's unpredictable bone spike attack. He was filled with inexplicable fear by this strange killing method, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

The ice and snow on the Pamir Plateau are nothing compared to the chilling slaughter of the enemy!

The bone spike shattered Qianmo's killing blade, and a cold arc of light flashed, severing Qianmo's right arm cleanly!

Before Qianmo could even let out a painful wail, a flash of cold light appeared, and a thin bloodstain appeared on Qianmo's throat, instantly freezing.

puff!

The final blow from the icy bone spur pierced Qianmo's heart.

Gu Tianchen pulled out the bone spur, and blood blossomed, bringing this dance of slaughter to a perfect end.

This is the first divine power of the Ice Ancestral Witch Xuanming: the Dance of Slaughter, with slaughter as its soul and ice as its blade, offering a dance of death to its opponent.

Qianmo's body fell on the snow, blooming into a huge blood-red plum blossom.

Gu Tianchen called to Hongyan and led the Su siblings back to their temporary encampment at the foot of the mountain.

Soon after, a butterfly with nine-colored wings slowly flew over and landed on the blood plum blossom that was blooming in the pure white snow.

Chapter 382 Double i Combination VS Sandstorm Combination

The border of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The remaining remnants of the Egyptian Ennead, along with a sandstorm, stealthily approached the national monument that the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty had transformed into through their self-sacrifice and reincarnation a hundred years ago.

Although the national monument is shrouded in divine light and cannot be seen clearly in the eyes of mortals.

But in the eyes of the gods, the national guardian stele blocked the eerie mist and shone as brightly as the sun.

Feng Shenxiu looked at the national guardian stele, which resembled a mountain and exuded terrifying divine power, and said in a deep voice, "According to that lord's instructions, as long as the national guardian stele is destroyed, the mist can invade the Great Xia."

"At that time..."

Seth, the god of the yellow sand, gripped his sandstorm battle axe, a sinister smile spreading across his face, and continued the conversation:

"At that time, the people of Great Xia will be swallowed by the mist, and the Great Xia Heavenly Court will lose much of its faith power, causing its strength to plummet. This will be a perfect opportunity for us to take revenge!"

"Seth, make your move." Fengshen Xiu's eyes turned cold as he looked at the National Guardian Stele.

Seth raised the Sandstorm Battle Axe in his hand, gathered divine power, and the sharp, cold light emanated from this supreme artifact as he fiercely cleaved down towards the National Guardian Stele!

call out!

Just as the Sandstorm Battle Axe, surging with terrifying divine power, was about to strike the National Guardian Stele, a sharp sword beam shot out from the Great Xia Dynasty, deflecting Set's attack.

Seth's hand, gripping the Sandstorm Battle Axe, trembled uncontrollably as he stared in terror at the direction from which the chilling sword energy was hurtling towards.

A man dressed in black rode his sword from afar, exuding the killing intent of the sword's laws!

"It's you again?!"

When the Sandstorm duo saw this familiar face, they both exclaimed in surprise.

This man ruined their plans when they tried to steal the fragments of Fengdu last time.

Just as the Wind and Sand Gang was about to destroy the Great Xia National Guardian Stele, this man intervened again.

The wind and sand duo looked at each other in bewilderment. The wind god Xiu looked helpless and his mental defenses crumbled. The sand god Seth gritted his teeth and was furious.

In Da Xia's words, the two of them were destined to clash with this man named Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping gripped the Dragon Elephant Sword tightly, pointed it at the sandstorm, and said coldly:

"The Great Xia Dynasty lies ahead, where even the gods forbid passage."

"Damn it, it's always the same line every time you see the two of us. Can't you come up with something new?!"

"I'll deal with the National Guardian Stele after I've chopped you down, you troublesome thing!"

Enraged, Seth gripped his Sandstorm Battle Axe and slashed down fiercely at Zhou Ping!

Zhou Ping parried with his sword, the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand, enhanced by the sword law, was in no way inferior to the supreme artifact in Set's hands!

The power of the sandstorm intertwined with the chilling sword energy, creating terrifying ripples of divine power.

Clang!

Zhou Ping swung his sword, causing Seth to stagger backward, flying a long distance away, his body covered in wounds from the fierce sword energy.

"Wait, how did this kid suddenly become so strong?! This is..."

Seth glanced at the unhealable wounds on his body and was horrified.

"The power of laws! How could a mere mortal possess the power of laws?!"

Feng Shenxiu frowned, looked at Zhou Ping, and slowly said, "He... has become a god."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

"How could a mere mortal like him possibly become a god?!"

"A mortal body cannot bear the power of the laws!" Seth shouted.

Feng Shenxiu sighed and said, "A mortal body cannot bear the power of laws, but can't you see the wounds on your body that cannot heal?"

"If I'm not mistaken, his body was forged from the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, a divine weapon of war from Takamagahara."

"What? You've transformed a supreme artifact into a human body? How is that possible?" Seth looked at Zhou Ping in disbelief.

Feng Shenxiu narrowed his eyes. "Although it sounds unbelievable, the Great Xia Dynasty has indeed done it."

"The profound heritage of this ancient civilization is terrifying..."

Seth gripped his Sandstorm Battle Axe tightly, parting the terrifying sandstorm.

"Who isn't an ancient civilization? Egypt's history is no less than that of Bactria!"

Zhou Ping looked at Seth and slowly uttered four words.

"Your home is gone."

This was something Zhou Ping sensed from these two guys after they left Kunlun Xu, and Gu Tianchen taught him before they left.

"Ah!!! I'll chop you up!!"

These old-fashioned words immediately broke Seth's mental defenses, and he roared and slashed at Zhou Ping!

"Seth, don't let him provoke you!"

Feng Shenxiu tried to stop him, but it was too late. He was about to step forward to help when he was stopped by a scorching aura that rushed towards him!

What an terrifying heatwave!!

A white dress flew in and stopped in front of Feng Shenxiu.

The strong wind blew her waist-length black hair, revealing a well-behaved and delicate face, just like the girl next door.

Feng Shenxiu looked at the seemingly socially awkward little girl with a puzzled expression and tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, the opposing Nüba did not answer Xiu's question and started with zero frames.

"Your wife is dead..."

Nuwa's words, spoken so casually, felt like a thousand silver needles piercing his heart!

pain! !

It hurts so much!!!

Feng Shenxiu seemed to recall the fear he felt when he was dominated by Zhu Rong in Sun City.

That towering, colossal figure, that fiery fist that swept across the world with the power to burn it!

The scene of his wife, the rain goddess Tefnut, being blasted into a bloody mist by Zhu Rong's punch, her body and soul completely destroyed, is still vivid in his mind!

The fire of revenge consumed the last vestiges of Fengshen Xiu's reason, and he rushed towards Nüba without regard for anything, his wind blades falling like a torrential rain!

"what!!!"

"I want your Great Xia Dynasty to be buried with her!!"

The demon Nüba remained silent, only trying to avoid her.

After Zhou Ping and Nüba received Gu Tianchen's "true teachings," they successfully angered the Wind and Sand team, making them forget that their original mission was to destroy the national guardian stele, not to avenge the nine Egyptian gods...

clang!

The Dragon Elephant Sword blocked the Sandstorm Battle Axe, creating terrifying ripples of divine power.

Zhou Ping looked at Seth and said seriously, "Your nephew Horus is now the new god-king of Egypt."

"Shut up! Shut up!! You shut the hell up!!!"

Enraged, Seth swung his Sandstorm Battle Axe wildly, but Zhou Ping easily dodged his attacks.

The sharp sword energy lashed out, leaving one unhealable wound after another on Seth's body, but Seth paid no heed and just wildly swung his axe.

Zhou Ping seized the opportunity and slashed out with his sword, accurately striking Seth's wrist.

Seth's right hand was severed, and the Sandstorm Battle Axe he was holding fell to the ground.

"what!!!"

Seth let out a roar of pain, but Zhou Ping's sword energy, under the influence of the sword law and the characteristics of the Ame-no-Murakumo sword, could cut through anything, and the sword wounds he left behind could not even be healed by a god.

Without the Sandstorm Axe, Set also lost the ability to contend with Zhou Ping.

Swish!