On the stands, the eyes of the crowd were staring at the Haotian Hammer and the Purple Silver Giant Axe.

At this moment, all hearts hung in their throats, and the atmosphere suddenly became dead.

Boom ——!

Purple, silver, and blood red fused together in an instant and then burst out.

In the earth-shattering noise, everyone in the stands only felt a huge energy like a landslide and tsunami rushing towards their faces, and all they could do was to curl up their bodies as much as possible to resist the terrifying aftermath of the collision.

However, even so, the figures were still thrown up like projectiles, smashing towards the walls of the killing field. Some of these realms are under the Soul Venerable, and the body has already lost consciousness while it is still in the air.

As for those with a slightly higher realm, although they still retain their consciousness, they are all churning with qi and blood, their faces are extremely pale, and their breathing is rapid and messy.

The competition platform made of black iron and stone directly turned into nothingness under the energy of the collision between the two, leaving only a small square area where Tang San and Xiao Wu were sitting.

"Good, good, good! How many years...... You're the first one to hurt me......"

Suddenly, the tornado in the battlefield dissipated, and a figure flew upside down and was swept into the far pit wall like a cannonball. Even the solid rock wall could not stop the figure from sinking, a full meter deep, almost the entire length of the wall.

Soon, the figure flew out of the depression under the gaze of everyone.

At this moment, the King of Slaughter can be described as extremely miserable, and his clothes are all torn, revealing one scarlet scar after another. A pair of fiery eyes locked on Wu Fang, and his eyes were full of strong battle intent.

"You are very strong, strong enough to be lucky enough to die under the sword of Shura!"

The King of Slaughter suddenly calmed down, his originally blood-red eyes turned clear, and the direct gaze of the bloodthirsty beast that he had given him before dissipated.

Almost instantly, the Killing King's aura changed drastically, as if he had changed into a different person.

At the same time, his face has also changed slightly, although he is still middle-aged, but he has become much more handsome.

At this moment, all the evils of the King of Slaughter seemed to be replaced by righteousness. The black hair on the back of his head was windless and automatic, standing there, no longer in his previous vain state, and his eyes were as condensed as a mountain.

"Shura Sword, now!"

With a loud shout, the momentum of the Killing King's whole body rose again, especially compared to before, it was already indescribably stronger.

Then, I saw a red phantom full of infinite killing power flash behind it, and the Haotian Hammer that was originally held by the King of Killing seemed to melt, transforming into a blood-colored giant sword with a length of more than two meters.

"Shura destroys the world!"

The King of Slaughter held the sword in both hands, and after fusing with the red phantom behind him, the heavy sword slashed down from top to bottom with the momentum of raising fire and provoking the sky, and slashed towards the purple and silver giant axe that Wu Fang had transformed.

"Before absolute strength, all struggles are vain!"

An indifferent voice came from the purple silver giant axe, and the next moment, the size of the giant axe suddenly doubled again, releasing a dazzling light at the same time, facing the Shura Sword.

Buzz!

The trembling sound of metal clashing echoed through the void.

Under this sound wave mixed with terrifying energy, everyone in the stands covered their ears in pain, their expressions were extremely distorted, and their hideous expressions seemed to be greatly brightened.

When the trembling sound completely disappeared, there were very few people still standing in the stands, and there was no doubt that these people all had cultivation above the Soul Saint. As for those who fell, they were bleeding and died miserably.

The few people who survived stabilized their figures, and when they looked at the battlefield again, their expressions suddenly froze, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

The Lord of the Killing Capital, the King of Slaughter, is defeated!

In the battlefield, the bright light disappeared, the red blood mist dissipated, and the Shura Sword and the purple and silver giant axe disappeared.

There was a huge pit five meters deep on the spacious ground, and in the deep pit lay a figure on his back, staring at it, it was the king of killing.

And at the edge of the deep pit, a well-dressed young man carried his hands behind his back, and looked at the king of slaughter in the pit with an indifferent expression.

"Why...... That's why ......"

The King of Slaughter spurted out a mouthful of blood, muttered in his mouth, his eyes locked on Wu Fang, his eyes were full of thick unwillingness, and he was even more puzzled.

He didn't understand why he had lost!

Obviously, he had already used the power of Shura and summoned the Shura Sword, but he was still defeated!

"Level 99 Peak Douluo, you are indeed very strong. With the help of the power of the Shura Sword, he stepped into the realm of demigods. If you look at the entire continent, you won't find a second person who can defeat you. It's a pity that your opponent is me. Wu Fang looked at the King of Slaughter and said calmly.

"You are God!"

The King of Slaughter seemed to think of something, and his body trembled suddenly: "You are a living god, a true god!"

Wu Fang lifted the King of Killing from the pit with a move with his right hand, nodded indifferently and smiled: "So you are not unjustly defeated." ”

"God, is there really a god in this world?"

"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it, and I can see it with my own eyes!"

"Maybe that's the only way to make sense, no wonder the King of Slaughter will be defeated, it turns out that he met a god. ”

"Why did the gods appear in the Killing City, and did they come here for the sake of the Shura God who created this place?"

"I actually saw the true god, and it was in vain that I stayed in the killing capital for thirty years!"

......

The only few soul saints who were alive in the stands changed their expressions suddenly when they heard Wu Fang's conversation with the King of Slaughter, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Master, his old man turned out to be a god...... Oh God!"

Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, and Oscar glanced at each other and looked at each other. There is only Tang San's calmness.

"Third brother, why aren't you surprised at all? Did you already know!" Xiao Wu's gaze shifted slightly, his gaze fell on Tang San's body, and asked out loud.

Tang San nodded noncommittally, he knew it from the first day the other party found him, after all, he was the one who was chosen by the other party and accepted the other party's inheritance!

It's just that he still doesn't know what kind of god his master is.

"Tang San, you are hiding so deeply! you didn't even tell us about such a big thing. Oscar exclaimed.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with a slight strangeness in her eyes. She even wondered if this third brother was really six years old, and the information that Wu Fang was a god would have already been revealed if it was replaced by Dai Mubai or Oscar. But the other party was so calm.

"What is your god position?Angel?God of Food?Hercules?God of War?" The King of Slaughter stood in front of Wu Fang with difficulty, looked directly into the latter's eyes, and asked.

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