Chapter 545: Riding the Clouds
Feeling the second divine power pressing towards this place rapidly, Zhou Ping's brows furrowed, his speed did not stagnate in the slightest, but was a little faster!
He had to seriously injure Seth before the two gods joined forces, or he wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning.
Zhou Ping's sword broke through the space and came to Seth's face, and the tumbling sword qi rushed out, rushing towards Seth's face door like a tornado!
Seth's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment the whole person turned into yellow sand in the sky and dissipated without a trace.
The sword qi swept through the gravel and did not touch Seth in the slightest, and Zhou Ping's face suddenly became solemn.
At the same time, a gust of wind came from the void and slammed into his back, slamming it into the ground!
Bangββ!!
Zhou Ping's figure fell on the desert like a meteorite, shaking a large amount of sand and gravel, and then the surrounding yellow sand quickly rolled upside down, like an upside-down giant coffin, sealing Zhou Ping in it.
In the sky, yellow sand swept in, and the cloaked figure of Seth condensed again.
He looked down at the giant coffin of yellow sand and snorted coldly.
"Human beings are only human beings after all, and if they can't control the power of the law, they will never be able to hurt the gods in the true sense.
This...... It's the gap between us. β
His palm shook in the void, and the huge coffin between the yellow sand shrank in an instant, as if he was going to crush Zhou Ping into powder!
Dingββ!
A crisp sword roar sounded, and a wisp of sword light pierced through the coffin, cutting it open a gap, and the black-shirted figure rose into the sky.
The wind god Hugh stood in the clouds, pinched out a strange seal with both hands, and slowly pressed down.
Endless Gangfeng erupted from the void, converging into a terrifying Gangfeng tide, rolling towards the rapidly approaching figure.
Zhou Ping's right hand trembled slightly, but he still pinched the sword finger, his eyes were fixed on the storm that was enough to tear a city apart, and he calmly pointed out his finger, and the finger print was so fast in the air that it dragged out a large number of afterimages.
The surging wave of sword qi swarmed around Zhou Ping, and with his sword fingers, it crashed into the storm that was oppressing.
Sword Qi collided with the storm!
The visible shock wave burst out from above the clouds, spreading for hundreds of miles in an instant, Zhou Ping's sword qi tore through almost all of the wind blades, but there was still a large amount of residual wind falling on his body, cutting the blood-stained black shirt through a large amount of blood again.
The blood scab that had already coagulated was torn open, and a large amount of blood instantly stained Zhou Ping's body red.
Zhou Ping snorted, and his figure fell rapidly downward.
Seriously wounded and without a sword in his hand, he was now close to his limit, and with the cooperation of the two gods, he soon fell into disadvantage.
At the same time, Seth stretched out his palm and grabbed at the desert sand realm below him, and endless yellow sand surged out of it, converging into a nine-meter-long dark golden spear in his palm, exuding a terrifying killing aura in the air, and even the surrounding air was dry.
He held the spear in his hand and flung it towards the rapidly falling figure!
Boom ββ!!
The dark golden spear pierced the sky, emitting a piercing roar, stabbing at Zhou Ping's body like lightning!
Zhou Ping raised his sword finger and tried to block the spear with his sword qi, but at this moment his sword qi had been exhausted, and the sword pointed at the spear, and his entire right hand was shaken into a cloud of blood mist and shattered in the air!
Fortunately, this finger still shifted the trajectory of the spear a little, staggered Zhou Ping's heart, and pierced his right shoulder.
Zhou Ping's figure smashed through the bottom of the desert sand realm, like a meteor, falling straight into the misty earth.
At this time, the shattered city under the protection of the law of the capital had moved forward for nearly twenty kilometers, completely disappearing into the battlefield between Zhou Ping and the two gods, and disappeared into the mist.
Of course, this distance is only half a step for them to catch up, so whether it is Hugh or Seth, there is no intention to pursue, as long as they kill the human in front of them, the city of the Broken City will fall into their hands sooner or later.
What's more, Amon has been staying in that city, and through the dragon vein, he cursed the fortune of the Great Xia Kingdom.
Half of Zhou Ping's body disappeared, and the pool of blood soaked the ground under his feet, spreading to the surroundings, and he slowly let his body stand up from the huge pit that had fallen, his face extremely pale.
"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"
He lowered his head and coughed violently, blood running down the corners of his mouth.
Around him was a city that had been abandoned in the fog for an unknown amount of time, with a large number of bricks and debris scattered around him, and the ruined walls in the distance loomed in the mist.
In the pool of blood, Zhou Ping's coughing finally subsided,
He slowly straightened his chest, straightened up, and looked up.
In the mist, two majestic and sacred figures slowly fell from the sky......
"Human, you can do this to the point that you are proud enough." Fengshen Hugh stood barefoot in the void, looked down at Zhou Ping's figure, and said calmly.
Zhou Ping stood in a pool of blood, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the direction of the broken city's departure,
Stood in silence.
"What, you're still trying to stall for time and give that city a chance to escape?" Seth sneered, "You should know that such a distance is nothing to us at all, even if you drag it for another half an hour?" β
Zhou Ping shook his head, "I'm just, a little regretful." β
"Regret what?"
"It's a pity, it's still a little bit close, and I'll be able to take that step."
He raised his head and looked at the two figures in the sky that exuded divine might, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes: "Regret, it's still a little close, I can ...... Slash the gods. β
"Slashing the gods?" Seth scoffed, "It's really unashamed to say ...... mere humans."
"Kill him."
Hugh stepped forward and held out a finger, the cold wind condensing at his fingertips......
Ode ββ!!
At that moment, a piercing sonic boom pierced the silent fog and was rapidly approaching.
"Huh?" Hugh and Seth, who were about to make a move, looked up suspiciously and looked at the sky.
Zhou Ping also looked up.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!
I saw that in the mist, the clouds rolled up from above the sky, like a vast and turbulent wave, sweeping towards the earth.
And at the top of this wave of cloud qi, the seven figures stood steadily, their bodies emitting a faint silver light, dispelling the fog around them, and on their faces, seven completely different masks were looking down on the battlefield beneath their feet.
They came in the clouds.
Zhou Ping recognized the masks.
The seven people stepped on the clouds and mist, and their bodies fell steadily in the broken ruins, and walked to Zhou Ping's side.
"You ......" Zhou Ping looked at the seven people in a daze.
The face that was still unmoved even after experiencing the divine war showed unprecedented shock.
The figure wearing the mask of the Monkey King walked up to his side,
patted Zhou Ping's left shoulder,
"Sword Saint senior, we're here to take you home."