"Space wormhole engineer?" no one understood what this guy was saying, but one thing was for sure, this guy was not pretending, he was really awesome!

If nothing happens, this should be the essence of God!

A sword suddenly appeared on the ground, slashing through a 90-degree fan and slashing at the "god". He raised his knife to block, and although he was slashed backwards several steps, he was not injured.

"Oh yo, this is so powerful, it's rare to see a genius like you in our place, and I really want to take you as a pet more and more. "The real body has come, and God really has the leisure to ridicule the truth this time.

On the ground, Qiankun Wudao stood up from the ground, and several bloodstreams flowed from his head, looking a little miserable.

"Poof—" He spat out the blood from his mouth, holding his sword in his left hand and sword in his right, as he slashed at the god.

The sword and the sword staggered and attacked, but the corner of the god's mouth curled, and he didn't dodge or dodge a knife and slashed down.

The huge sword directly swept away all of Qiankun Wudao's attacks, and in turn slashed him upside down and flew out.

Bite!

The magic sword was knocked out of its hand and stuck in a stone. And the small wooden knife, which has always been invincible, also has the slightest crack.

Qiankun Wudao suddenly remembered what Elder Qingyan had said to Zhao Qiankun: "Your little wooden knife is a toy, it is all supported by your domineering knife intent, if you encounter a stronger knife intent than you one day, this little wooden knife will definitely break when you touch it." ”

It seems that two ranks higher than the Tushi Realm doesn't seem to be bragging, even if Qiankun Wudao is now killing the Tushi Realm (Heavenly Rank) like mowing grass, it is still a little worse than him.

"You're too skinny, you have to break all your bones and then your meridians. God came to the heavens above the heavens and said lightly.

Qiankun Wudao felt unprecedented pressure, and he did not recall the magic sword, but took out the scabbard, put away the knife, and then drew the sword!

Oblivion Knife: Draw the Sword!

His current strongest sword was brazenly attacked, and the god was also caught off guard, and the whole person flew upside down.

But Qiankun Wudao's face was still solemn, because he knew that the knife just now felt wrong, but it only broke the skin of the god, and even the bones were not injured.

The god who stopped looking at a wound on his chest: "You dare to hurt me! No one likes pets that bite people! I changed my mind, and I still have to kill you here!"

As he spoke, he slashed down with a knife in the air, and the knife intent shrouded the universe, making him unavoidable.

This is a sword of God's wrath, and it is not at all on the same level as before. Qiankun Wudao even felt that if this knife came down, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

He desperately tried to move his body, but the sword intent directed at him completely suppressed his movements, leaving him like a log waiting to die on the spot.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the side, pushing Qiankun Wudao aside, narrowly dodging the knife.

"What!?"

This accident surprised both God and Qiankun Wudao.

Qiankun Wudao hit a stone and stopped. The pain also brought his body back to consciousness.

He looked down, but there was a familiar face in his arms: "Hello, Brother Kun, your Leizi suddenly appeared, is it not surprised?"

It was Nangong Lei.

"You ......" Qiankun Wudao's eyes turned red, "Are you stupid!? What are you rushing here for!?"

From his angle, it can be clearly seen that Nangong Lei now only has the upper half of his body left.

He only had time to push the Qiankun Wudao out of the range of the sword, but he couldn't completely dodge it.

"I ......" Nangong Lei spit out a mouthful of blood before he opened his mouth, "I robbed Chen Jienan's Little Heavenly God Pill...... He wanted to save you himself...... However, I think it's better to die a genius like him than to die like a waste of wood like me, don't you say ......" He didn't say a few words, and began to vomit blood again.

Qiankun Wudao took his Sumeru gourd and frantically threw things out: "Crazy woman, didn't you prepare a lot of things!? Why didn't you save your life at the critical moment!?"

Seeing this from a distance, God looked at it with interest: "It turns out that you also have feelings, tsk, so touching, but they can all run, but now one of them comes back to die, and this can't change the result, why bother?"

Nangong Lei ignored God's ridicule, and just said with his last strength: "I've been a waste since I was a child...... After my sister died, no one in the family liked me...... Even the major marriage events are for the sake of family marriage...... Although I love my wife very much, I keep thinking, is it really good to just accept fate like this?

Thereupon...... The first time I disobeyed my father's orders and came to the Night King's Mansion, I was beaten up...... If it weren't for Brother Kun...... Hehe, it's just a matter of luck that a person like me has become the inner door of the Night King's Mansion, with such a good wick and such a good senior brother...... I've had a really happy year...... I'm a little sorry for my wife, but I didn't expect to say goodbye last time, and I never had the chance to see each other again......"

"There will be a chance! I found it! Frozen Talisman Bead!" Qiankun Wudao picked up a talisman bead and stuffed it into Nangong Lei's mouth. Nangong Lei was frozen in an instant, which was originally used by Elder Qingyan to ice fresh meat, but now he can freeze Nangong Lei, and then slowly consider a way to save his life.

However, a burst of knife intent suddenly erupted from the ice cubes, tearing Nangong Lei and the ice cubes into a blood-colored ice flower in the sky.

Qiankun's unprincipled movements froze instantly.

"Tsk, look at this expression, how pleasant," the god walked slowly towards him, "don't worry, you will soon become like him." ”

Qiankun Wudao ignored him, just looked at the ice flowers falling in front of him, and infinite killing intent surged in his heart.

And with the impact of this killing intent, a picture appeared in his mind.

That was one of the pictures that came into mind when Zhao Qiankun kowtowed to his teacher when he first apprenticed.

His hand was raised unconsciously, and the face of the god who saw this scene changed, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, why did a mere mortal make him feel the urge to escape?

In the next moment, he understood.

But it was too late.

Because the sword has fallen.

Heavenly Sword: God Butcher Style!

"Ahh ”

After he finished saying this, he suddenly found that his hands began to turn into powder and dissipate with the wind, and then the sand gradually spread to his whole body.

"This can't ......" God only had time to shout these four words, and the whole person was completely annihilated by the invisible sword, and there was not even a scum left.

God slaughter style, slaughtering immortals and killing gods, is just suitable for his funeral.

The small wooden knife was also completely shattered after this swing, and it spilled all over the ground, and Qiankun Wudao just squatted down and silently gathered the blood-stained dirt around him with both hands.

He wanted to take Nangong Lei home.