Chapter 446: The Will of the God of War

"I've said countless times that I'll never be so powerless again, but in the end I'm still powerless, all my imagination is just a pitiful joke, and I'm really waiting for ......death again and again."

Long Fengxuan showed a wry smile, or a kind of confused sadness, how many times did he say that he should not be so powerless, how many times he was motionless on the edge of life and death, let himself live and die, would someone come to save him every time? Long Fengxuan thought of these at the last moment, yes, he was unwilling, very unwilling.

What has been resisting all the time, why in the end, isn't it just to be able to live, to explore their mission, to explore the belief that Long Zhan will not swerve to the death, for the sake of Grandpa Long Zhan, but also for the sake of the human race and for himself, but what should be done is the most correct?

Long Fengxuan's eyes were already blurred with Ying Long's dragon claws piercing into his chest, with unwillingness in his eyes, but how could he be unwilling to be hungry now that he was still powerless, and in a trance, a picture appeared in the depths of Long Fengxuan's mind, which was the scene of the duel between Xingtian and Emperor Xuanyuan when he saw Dao Ancestor on the ground of reincarnation.

The desperate Xingtian is so similar to himself, but although Xingtian was cut off by Emperor Xuanyuan, he still did not fall.

"As long as the god of war stands up, he is full of power and will always be invincible in the world......"

Long Fengxuan muttered to himself, the perception from beginning to end at this moment made Long Fengxuan's entire body and mind sublimated, yes, this is the real will of the Punishment Heaven, and the God of War will always stand.

And at this moment, Long Fengxuan truly comprehended the will of the God of War, that is, it is truly standing, Xingtian can continue to fight with Emperor Xuanyuan if he loses his head, and I am just torn apart by Ying Long's chest, as long as there is still a part of my limbs, then it will always stand tall and high-spirited.

"Zheng ........"

Long Fengxuan's eyes changed, he was no longer confused before, and the entire Jiuyou seemed to suddenly emit a sense of slaughter, and the sound of Zheng made the Shura King shudder, and at the same time, a very familiar aura appeared in the Jiuyou.

The same Ying Long's eyes were already full of fanaticism, touching Long Fengxuan's chest, the familiar burning sensation had already spread under his dragon claws, and the bloodthirsty tongue had inadvertently licked his lips, but the next moment Ying Long's face changed greatly.

The burning sensation of the previous tearing chest pain was gone, and the dragon claw touched it with a cold, which was not a touch, but a shock, because I don't know when a figure appeared in front of Long Fengxuan, to be exact, a soul shadow.

The blood-colored soul shadow, with unusually cold eyes, appeared in front of Long Fengxuan very suddenly, blocking his dragon claws, and what he touched was no longer Long Fengxuan's scorching chest, but cold eyes.

Just one look made Ying Long's rough counterattack come to an abrupt end, and the dragon claws stopped in front of the soul shadow, still doing a tearing posture.

"Tear ........."

Ying Long paused, King Shura's movements did not stop because Ying Long stopped, the simple and rough black knife thundered Ying Long's body, and the wings on one side were instantly cut by the black knife, accompanied by a loud tearing sound, falling to the ground, and the black blood-like soul energy was poured to the ground.

And even if he suffered a knife so hard, Ying Long never said a word, but left a wing with the power brought by the black knife of the Shura King and flew upside down into the distance, the Shura King did not pay attention to Ying Long, who was cut off by the knife, and faced the soul shadow in front of him, Ying Long flew out upside down, and the blood-colored soul shadow suddenly appeared in front of the Shura King.

"Xingtian Yiyi!"

King Shura shouted in horror, his eyes widened and his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was true.

At this moment, Long Fengxuan is not much better, the last scene he suddenly understood, the whole has been sublimated, the scene in the depths of his mind is the example he has been seeking, at that moment Long Fengxuan is ready for the future, that is, he must not fall, even if he loses his chest, his other body is still there, then he will always stand tall and high-spirited.

After that, the blood-colored soul shadow in front of him appeared in front of him so suddenly, blocking between him and Ying Long, so frightened that Ying Long didn't dare to move, and even the Shura King was shocked, until the Shura King stammered and roared out the name Xingtian, Long Fengxuan was really shocked, and the blood-colored soul shadow in front of him with his back to him was Xingtian.......

With the appearance of Xingtian, the temperature of the entire Nine Shades seemed to have dropped a lot, King Shura's eyes widened, pointing at Xingtian's blood-colored soul shadow and couldn't speak, Ying Long was also speechless at the moment, Long Fengxuan also looked at Xingtian's back in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

"This is the Nine Shadows, are you the Shura?"

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and the blood-colored soul shadow Xingtian spoke, and his voice was full of hoarse vicissitudes.

"Yes, I've been waiting for you, but I didn't expect you to finally come in my lifetime!"

King Shura took a lot of effort to suppress his emotions, different from the meeting with Long Fengxuan, full of casualness, talking to Xingtian King Shura is full of respect, although Xingtian seems to have almost forgotten King Shura, but King Shura is not angry at all, but very respectful.

"Who are you?"

The blood-colored soul shadow Xingtian glanced at the Shura King and didn't say anything, but turned to look at Long Fengxuan, and continued to speak after a while.

"There's a familiar aura, but more of a dislike!"

Xingtian's eyes stared at Long Fengxuan.

"Goo......

Long Fengxuan's throat was constantly swallowing saliva, Xingtian's simple glance was a feeling that Long Fengxuan had never experienced from beginning to end, even if the old ancestor stared at him like this back then, he only felt oppression.

Unlike the eyes of the old ancestor full of mystery, the eyes of the Dao ancestor can see through everything, and the eyes of Xingtian in front of him are full of death, Long Fengxuan has no doubt that Xingtian can kill himself with a simple look, there is really this feeling, no wonder Ying Long didn't dare to move, no matter how Ying Long also killed the existence of Chi You and Kuafu, how could he not move in front of Xingtian, and Long Fengxuan was very lucky to realize it, I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, fortunately, Long Fengxuan still understood the will of Xingtian, even if Xingtian was there in person, Long Fengxuan did not fall to the ground。

"This realm can comprehend the will that I didn't realize until I die, it's too early, Dao Yun hasn't cultivated too early, and I can still be alive and kicking in this realm, it seems that I am the chosen one!"

After that, Xingtian withdrew his cold gaze and said indifferently.

"Junior, Long Fengxuan, I've seen my senior!"

After Xingtian retracted his cold gaze, no longer full of dead silence, Long Fengxuan hurriedly bowed and saluted, it was reasonable for Long Fengxuan to salute Xingtian, whether Xingtian's identity was Emperor Yan's entourage or something else, just from the fact that Long Fengxuan understood the will of the God of War from Xingtian's body, even if it was not too much.

"Ying Long, you, little Shura?"

Xing Tian withdrew his cold gaze and gradually glanced at the bodies of the three of them in turn.

"Xingtian, how did you come here? Are you dead?"

After a long period of horror, in the end, King Shura and Xingtian are people of the same era, and the two have fought many times, although many times King Shura has been abused, but here only King Shura can talk to Xingtian like this.

"I'm dead!"

Xing Tian said indifferently, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad on his face.

"Dead..... dead, who can kill you?"

King Shura was taken aback and asked in horror.

"By the way, what if you die so much Yan Emperor......?

Compared to the horror of seeing Xingtian before, the Shura King was even more shocked at this moment.

"I don't know, I don't know after I die, just like you, it didn't take long for me to die since you died, and I didn't wake up until today!"

Xingtian said silently.

"How can this be, with your strength, who can kill you?"

King Shura couldn't believe it, but if he didn't die, how could he come to Jiuyou, Ying Long is the body of the dragon soul, and as for Long Fengxuan, King Shura selectively ignored it, after all, Long Fengxuan was not a threat to him.