"You worship him so much, how can you not leave anything!" The warrior's face grew cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Behind him, several more warriors walked out, all with bloodthirsty smiles on their faces, "Old man, don't hide it, hand over the treasure, we can let you go!"

"Heroes, there really is no treasure, the god of war disappeared without a trace after that, leaving nothing behind. Village Chief Mo begged bitterly.

"I don't admit it yet, believe it or not, I'll kill her now!" he grabbed the little girl's neck as he spoke, and said coldly.

The little girl's face turned pale, and she could only struggle weakly in the young man's hand.

In the village, the rest of the people were angry, and many of the women were crying bitterly.

"That sword!" Village Chief Mo seemed to remember something, and his mouth trembled, "The sword of the God of War!"

"Where's the sword?" asked the young man's eyes widening as he asked in a deep voice.

Even the other martial artists were breathing heavily, and they couldn't imagine that they could really have unexpected gains.

"In ...... On top of that mountain. Village Chief Mo pointed to the God of War Mountain and said.

"Old thing, you dare to play tricks on me!" the young man's face became even more hideous.

The God of War Mountain is a hundred miles away from here, which is naturally nothing for a martial artist, but the outside world has been occupied by a large number of world destroyers, and going out is tantamount to looking for death.

"Die!" The murderous intent in the young warrior's body was even stronger, and his wrist was violently forced, wanting to pinch off the little girl's neck.

However, with his exertion, the little girl immediately turned into an afterimage, like a mirror flower, gradually dissipating.

"We took refuge in someone's village, and you still want to slaughter the village?" Yu Linglong said in a cold voice, looking at the young warrior coldly.

"Hehe, this village is ownerless, but they used to live here. The young warrior sneered, "They worship the god of war, I'm afraid they died ten thousand years ago!"

"You are talking nonsense, the god of war will not die!" the people of the village immediately shouted with righteous indignation.

"He's right, the god of war is dead. A hoarse voice suddenly came out, making Su Yu's face change slightly, and he looked at Gu Qinghong in surprise.

But seeing that Gu Qinghong's eyes were lowered, and the inside was gray, the whole person seemed to have fallen into an extremely decadent state, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "The God of War has long been dead!"

"It's impossible......" Village Chief Mo murmured in disbelief.

"Hehe, then I'll kill you all now, and see if the God of War can come out to save you!" The young martial artist laughed, the strength of the second turn of the Heavenly Dao exploded, and around him, those martial artists also surged out of spiritual power, and they were all the strength of the first turn of the Heavenly Dao.

No wonder they dare to be so rampant, and their strength is extremely not weak.

However, before they could make a move, a tall figure came step by step, step by step, until it came to the front of their young warrior before stopping.

"What, want to be nosy?"

Layers of red scales gradually appeared on the young warrior's body, and even the teeth in his mouth became extremely sharp, and his cold eyes stared at the iron tower.

Behind him, the figures of those warriors also changed, much the same as the changes of the young warriors, and after this change, the momentum on their bodies was obviously even worse, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

"It's the Firescales!"

This race is easily recognizable, and is usually no different from humans, but once angry, it will appear with flame scales on its body, and it is extremely murderous and extremely powerful.

The tower didn't answer, his hands stretched out directly, grabbing towards the young warrior, the strong sense of oppression made the air become oppressive, his movements were not fast, but it was like a mountain collapsing, giving people a heavy feeling!

Hum!

The young warrior snorted, the scales on his body reflected the luster of flames, and his right hand was already covered with a thick layer of red scales, not dodging or dodging, and blasted out against the iron tower!

Rumble!

With a roar, the air exploded, and the strength of the two was actually in a state of parity.

Then, there was a flame burning along the fist of the tower, and it was like a fire snake, which instantly spread to the entire arm of the tower, although it could not cause substantial damage, but it made the tower slightly embarrassed.

Su Yu's gaze froze, the iron tower was the body of an ancient god, and he could only fight evenly.

"The God of War is not dead!" Su Yu's face was calm, his words made Gu Qinghong's body shake slightly, his lips pursed, and at the same time, he also successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Su Yu walked to Village Chief Mo's side, looked directly at Village Chief Mo's expectant and apprehensive eyes, and said, "Now that the matter is over, it seems that I can't continue to hide, I have a showdown......

"We are indeed messengers sent by the God of War. ”

"Sure enough, the messenger, I knew that the god of war would not abandon us. Village Chief Mo's old tears immediately flowed down, and he almost knelt down directly when he looked at Su Yu.

"They are the messengers, they are the messengers......"

Many villagers suddenly became a sensation, and one by one, like a lamb in the darkness saw a light that showed the way, the despair on their faces instantly dissipated, and they smiled.

"Ridiculous!"

The young warrior looked at Su Yu, his eyes were as cold as a knife, "Are you looking for death?"

Su Yu's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "If you dare to make trouble in the village, then ...... Get out of here!"

"Kill them!"

The young warrior suddenly burst into a shout, the scales of his whole body actually changed, shining brightly, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of armor, rushing towards Su Yu extremely quickly!

The other Huolin people were the same, rushing towards Su Yu and the others with murderous aura.

Su Yu's wrist flicked, and the Xuantie heavy sword turned into a black afterimage and swung towards the young martial artist!

The young warrior's whole body was wrapped under the scales, and he actually relied on his body to collide with the Xuantie heavy sword!

Rumble!

Powerful waves spread in the air, like muffled thunder, which is terrifying.

Su Yu and the young martial artist's fighting style was extremely profitable, and it was completely a collision of force, and the roar was continuous, making people's scalps tingle.

Huang Fu Ao waved the long stick in his hand, and the entire stick was wrapped in a layer of gold, which was sharper than the long sword, and it slashed down with a stick, even the Huolin people had to avoid its edge.

The scales of these Huolin people have extremely strong defensive capabilities, and they should have the function of rebounding, Su Yu slashed down with a sword, and he could actually feel that his tiger's mouth was also vibrating, not only that, but these scales had extremely strong heat on them, as if anything that touched the outside world would make them burn.

These flames are also not to be underestimated, although they are not very powerful at the beginning, but gradually accumulated, they are extremely powerful, not only have a strong adsorption force, but also are difficult to extinguish, and can consume the opponent's spiritual power for a long time.

(End of chapter)