Chapter 202: The Lonely God of War Returns to the World

Chapter 202: The Lonely God of War Returns to the World

The King of Fudo Ming is out of the customs with dry blood, and the underworld is like a festival, and the Yaksha King and Shusi are the two mountains that press on their heads, and the only one who can fight against these two people in the underworld is the King of Fudo Ming.

The retreat is all about having a lot of pictures, and now that it's out, people are looking forward to it.

The man in the Chinese costume sitting on the top seat, he is only in his thirties, and his appearance is almost evil and handsome, which is a completely different taste of the night sky, and what is especially impressive is that the body is crystal clear with a potential red, flashing with dazzling light, and a long black hair is parted and scattered at random on the broad shoulders, his eyes are like electricity, his spirit is flying, and he has an almost demonic charm, which cannot be resisted.

This is the undisputed number one master of the underworld, the withered blood of the King of Fudoming!

"Brother Withered Blood, congratulations on your great achievements, invincible in the world. Dura Inluo took the lead in congratulating and said, the Ming King Tianyan of the Third Ming King is famously powerful.

The face of the King of the Ming Dynasty did not change, he did not move and was mighty, his eyes swept in front of everyone, even the King of the Ming with spiritual powers had a feeling of coldness, and his heart was shocked.

"The world is invincible, it's too early to say. ”

"Congratulations master, enter the supreme martial arts. And Agada fell to the ground in reverent worship.

"Get up, you've worked hard all this time. As he spoke, he fixed his gaze on Argarda and nodded with satisfaction, "It's not a wasted time. ”

"The disciples closely follow the teachings of the master and do not dare to slack off in the slightest. Argarda said in a respectful voice.

King Fudo Ming nodded, the person he chose would definitely not be wrong.

"Brother Withered Blood, this time, I must be going to do something, for twenty years, we have been lying on the ground for twenty years, this time with Brother Withered Blood leading the army, we will definitely be able to take down Borneo!"

King Ma Tou Ming said.

All the kings of the Ming Dynasty are very eager for the rich land of Borana, and this time it is different from the previous ones that with the leading King of Fudo, and not being loose, and the underworld has also recuperated for twenty years, it is time to break out.

"I've been waiting for twenty years, and it's not too long to wait for a while, I'm going to try my blood magic skills with the Brahmans first. ”

The King of Fudo seemed to have a goal, and there was a sinister aura in his eyes.

"Argada, put down the words, a month later, in the QuintaLatin Mountain, I want to make an appointment with Xiuth!"

The audience was shocked, knowing that the King of Fudo Ming was going to make a move, but no one expected that the first one was Xiusi, the lonely god of war has always been a pain in the hearts of the underworld, if it wasn't for his troubles back then, the battle situation might not be so bad, and the dry blood would not be seriously injured.

The gift of twenty years ago is now the time to return it.

Obviously, the miraculous King of Fudo Ming has absolute confidence, and he directly took a generation of grandmasters.

This is undoubtedly earth-shattering good news for the underworld.

Argarda didn't dare to slack off, and immediately spread the word, no one knew where Xius was, but the king of Fudo Ming spoke, and it wouldn't be long before this information spread to every corner of the entire human world.

Agada couldn't help the excitement in his heart, this was really the strongest battle today, was the master's blood god skill that surpassed the blood refining skill stronger, or could Xiusi's immortal sword really be immortal?

It's something that has been debated for decades, and it's coming to an end in a month.

As soon as the news came out, the city of Fudo Ming was boiling, and people shouted that Fudo Ming Wang had already won a victory.

"Dry blood, I am sealed with a broken intestine knife, I am here to challenge!"

A huge voice sounded, but I didn't expect that someone would come to the door as soon as King Fudong came out of the customs, and there was really anyone in this year.

The other Ming kings were also stunned, is there really such an eye-opening?

However, this gut-breaking knife is also a top ten good hand on the black list of the underworld, and the strength of the peak of the Spirit Channeling Realm is enough to make him dashing in the world, but how can he suddenly come to challenge like crazy, do you really think that King Fudo Ming is a bodhisattva?

"Master, let the disciple send him!"

Fudo Ming King waved his hand, "Let him in." ”

Feng Yan walked in with the gut breaking knife on his back, he knew that if he wanted to break through, he had to find a stronger opponent, if it was a previous challenge, he would definitely be rejected, and taking this opportunity, he would definitely succeed, and he would definitely be able to make great progress in his skills and enter the spiritual power.

This is his little abacus.

The eight great kings of the underworld gathered, and the people standing around were all masters, which really made Feng Yan a little cold, but since he had already come, it was too late to retreat.

When Feng Yan raised his head, he found that the light of the other people in the hall had been obscured, and the immovable Ming King, who was high above, was as majestic as a demon god.

The huge pressure was overwhelming, and drops of sweat fell from Feng Yan's forehead.

Not to mention the fighting, he couldn't even move, Feng Yan held his knife tightly, this was the only strength, and it was also the last bit of security.

The power of the peak of the Spirit Induction Realm is also not to be underestimated, and it is almost impossible to explode after the explosion, and Feng Yan forcibly introduces the power of the earth, otherwise it will be impossible to fight against this power at all.

But the process of invoking the power of the earth was cut off,...... The power of the earth can be changed!!

Bang......

Feng Yan's head exploded into a blood mist, and the headless corpse stood straight and straight, this is the end of challenging the immovable Ming King.

Do you really think that people who are not human can just disturb King Ming?

This is the power of the Blood God Skill?

The master at the peak of the Spirit Induction Realm had no power to fight back.

The immovable king who is not angry and mighty seems to be saying eight words with his actions - those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!

The King of Fudo Ming made an appointment to fight the lonely god of war and swept the human world at the fastest speed, which is definitely the biggest thing in these years, and the King of Fudo Ming who has been waiting for him is finally going to make a move.

At this level, there is no room for maneuver, as long as Xiusi is still alive, he must not be cowardly, if he doesn't go, it's no different from losing, and at the same time, his mood will be greatly damaged, and he will lose if he fights in the future, not to mention that his blood skills are greatly improved, and Xiusi will not be idle.

Some people say that the strongest should be the Yaksha King Night Motian, but there are also those who believe that if it weren't for the fact that he had been injured before fighting with the Night Motian, King Ming would not necessarily be defeated, and it was really hard to say that he was the best in the world.

As soon as Tina heard the news, she put down her practice and hurried back to the village where her master lived, only to find that Xius was sitting at the entrance of the village playing chess with an old man, surrounded by a group of simple villagers.

Tina, who was originally anxious, involuntarily calmed down when she arrived at this scene, and Hughes and a group of peasants smiled.

"Cortana is back, and she seems to be beautiful again. ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

"It's time for this kid to find a good family. ”

"It's a pity, where are those hairy boys here worthy of Cortana. ”

"It's back. Hughes said.

"Master, have you heard? ”

Xius waved his hand and didn't let Tina continue, they were surrounded by ordinary people, Xius didn't hide or hide, he just lived in a small town of the Dragon Clan, he liked this free nation, and the grandmaster was also a human being, not to mention that Xius was not interested in being a grandmaster, after the war, he thought about his life, some people like to dominate, but some people like to be calm, he is like that.

There are not many people who know Xiusi, and they will not come to this kind of place, and people in this kind of place would never have thought that he would be a generation of grandmasters and lonely war gods.

Tina is perhaps a continuation of Hughes as the solitary god of war.

"Haha, old friends, my apprentice is back, next time. ”

"Oh, old Xius, you're going to lose this game, and you want to sneak away, but for Tina's sake, I won't worry about you this time, and I'll be a guest at my house when I have time." ”

"Haha, good!"

Walking on the country road, the lonely god of war is more like a lonely peasant, an ordinary old man, and the king of Fudo Ming and the king of Yaksha are really worlds apart.

"It's been a while since you've been away from home, how is the outside world exciting?" asked Hughes as he walked.

"Master, I've lost and I'm sorry for you. ”

"Haha, silly girl, what if you lose, no one is destined to win in this world, why such a big burden, I let you go out to practice, not only to improve your strength, but more importantly, to find your life goals and understand how you want to live. ”

Tina nodded, but at this age, she still wanted to inherit the mantle of her master, "Master, I want to carry forward the immortal sword!"

"Haha, since you have learned the immortal sword, you can do whatever you want, your master is not like the broom that outsiders say, but I don't think I'm a good master. ”

Hughes chose Tina, not because of Tina's qualifications for the Immortal Sword, but because Tina was just an abandoned baby he adopted on the battlefield.

"Master, you are the best master in the world, and you are stupid. ”

"Why blame yourself, that young man named Die Qiansuo, being able to defeat you and Ye Zhantian is enough to prove his strength, and recently repelled Usokadam, his strength has improved again, remember, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. ”

"Master, have you heard of the King of Fudo?"

At the mention of the King of Fudo Ming, Xiusi's footsteps stopped, and in an instant he was still the same person, but the momentum was completely different, and the name of the lonely god of war was not fake.

"Since the dry blood has this Yaxing, your master's old bones will naturally accompany you to the end, and you will go with me that day, there are not many opportunities like this. "Hughes seems to be pulling a family routine, and he doesn't take this covenant battle seriously at all, but the lonely god of war will never back down.

No matter who his opponent was, he was not afraid of dry blood twenty years ago, and he is still the same twenty years later.

"Master, you can definitely win!" said Tina, who was not the eldest sister of the Imperial Competition, but an ordinary little girl who hoped that her master could win.

Looking at Tina's firm eyes, Xiusi smiled kindly, the little girl has grown up, and he can rest assured, "Tina, go back and help me pack my bags." ”

In fact, Xius already knew the news, he was just waiting for Tina, because Xiusi knew very well that the almost best situation in this battle was also the same end, he and Dry Blood were too familiar with each other, and when they reached their realm, it was difficult to take half a step forward, and Dry Blood had not dared to move all these years, and he was also afraid of moving his whole body, after all, there was still a night in the sky, and now he dared to take the initiative to challenge Obviously, it was the blood refining that made an extreme breakthrough, and he urgently needed someone to prove it.

Coming to himself is still a little worse than the night sky, Xiusi smiled bitterly, otherwise the dry blood will go directly to the Yaksha King.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Xiusi quietly reminisced, the peaceful time was finally over, and the final destination of the warrior was only the battlefield, which could not be escaped, a little sad, but it was the happiest.

Hughes had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Tina stood quietly in the distance with the package on her back, and suddenly her mood became extremely complicated, the figure of the master was sometimes tall, sometimes ......

Maybe it's really thinking too much.

"Master, your sword. ”

Tina was really worried, because this real immortal sword, Xius hadn't touched it for more than ten years.

"Hehe, old friend, we're going to fight side by side again. When he held the immortal sword, Xiusi's slightly slender body slowly became straight, and his bones made a crisp sound, and he was about to go on his way.

The news of the appearance of the lonely god of war in the dragon clan made the Borneo people crazy all of a sudden, how many years, countless young people have dreams to find the lonely god of war, but they have found nothing, how can they not expect that a generation of grandmasters is in a small town of the dragon clan, and now the people of that town still think that Xius is just an old hunter, an interesting old hunter, playing a stinky chess hand, but he is still interested.

But Hughes and Tina come and go like the wind, people can only roughly judge the location, but they can't follow, but it is certain that the purpose is Kuntan Latin Mountain, this time the madness is not the original Butterfly Qiansuo and the King of Juntu Li Ming can compare, this is the highest level of battle in the human world, admired by everyone, two people at the peak.

Mount Quentalatins is just an ordinary hill on the border between Borneo and the Underworld, with the only convenience, and it has no political implications.

But now the name of Kuntan Latin Mountain is known to everyone, in other words, Kuntan Latin Mountain is not particularly far from the Karabi area, Borneo is going to pass through Calabi, and the underworld side is passed by the third Ming King, the third Ming King has sent a large army to surround the Kuntan Latin Mountain, idle people are not allowed to approach, it is impossible to witness the battle between the two from close range, just kidding, with the power of the two, the bystanders will also die, and the battle between the two grandmasters must be disturbed by others.

For this kind of battle, the Borneo side also attaches great importance to it, even if Blazing Shakti has a headache recently, he must let Qianmin Po send an army to defend it, even Blazing Shakti will vainly evaluate the victory or defeat, which is not something that ordinary people can speculate about whether they win or lose, and their significance is far more than a battle.

For this battle, the Yaksha King Night Motian did not give any evaluation, and no one knew how the Yaksha King reacted, and the Yaksha King City was very calm.

The night battle day was also very calm, in the past, hearing such a battle, he had long been unable to suppress his excitement, but now he can treat things with a different mood and let himself jump out of that chessboard.

"Father, why didn't King Fudo Ming directly ask you to fight?"

"What are you?" asked the night sky.

"According to the normal situation, the power of the King of Fudo Ming is great to establish his authority, the best should be to choose the Yaksha clan, if you fight a decisive battle with the lonely god of war, even if you win, you will be injured, I'm afraid it won't be better for a while, not to mention that the predecessors of Xiusi do not belong to any of the eight tribes, and the effect is not good. ”