The speed at which the Ghost Master blinks is really remarkable. Although it loses its static effect in the static battlefield, it is still fast. Wherever the green light passes, the Battle City Lord cannot avoid it.

"you!"

As soon as the Lord of War City spat out a word, he fell to the ground spurting blood. His armor failed to protect his head.

"How could he be so weak?"

Zhutian looked at the body of the Lord of War City lying on the ground and muttered to himself.

"Boy, did you make a mistake?"

Guiye's scolding personality spoke up again.

"What is wrong?"

"You have forgotten that this is your trial battlefield. Various trials have been arranged. It is impossible to arrange for you to be strong in the Mahayana realm until you are strong."

"You mean his combat effectiveness is limited?"

"This should be."

"Thank you!"

Zhutian thanked him aloud, already understanding the relationship, and took back the Ghost Master Sword with a wry smile.

"Boy, you didn't curse this time." Master Gui laughed, and he was very happy that Zhu Tian could thank him.

"Old bastard."

Zhu Tian just cursed, leaving the ghost master completely speechless. He secretly puffed his beard and glared and swore that he would never say a word to the evil boy again.

On the ground, a stone tablet suddenly appeared next to the dead general, with four large blood-red characters "Despicable Stillness" written on it.

"Despicable stillness?"

Zhutian muttered to himself and looked at the four big blood-red characters, with a sneer on his evil face. He thought to himself, the Lord of the Battle City is really despicable. In order to survive, he betrayed the entire city's soldiers and civilians. Not only is he despicable, but he is also greedy and fearful.

Death. Because he did not dare to leave Zhan City, fearing that the Zhan family would take his life and live in an ignoble way.

After the stone tablet appeared, it did not stop changing, and gradually stretched out a chain and inserted it into the body of the Lord of War City.

"What? Is he going to turn into a zombie and let himself kill again?"

Zhutian looked at the corpse of the Lord of War City in surprise, and saw that he had really come back to life, and his lost head automatically returned to his neck.

He really turned into a corpse king, staring at Zhu Tian with a pair of bloody eyes, filled with unwillingness and despicable light. At the same time, he was also very frightened. He took two steps back and asked: "Where is your sword?"

Obviously, he was frightened by the Ghost Master Sword.

"How did you become the lord of the Battle City? Why did the Zhan family arrange for you to be the lord of the Battle City?"

Zhu Tian asked a ridiculous question, and he looked like he was still in the world. In fact, he was mocking the lord of Zhan City who was greedy for life and afraid of death. He had a bit of general power, but he looked majestic, but in fact he was a coward.

"Because I am the evil genius of the Zhan family."

The Lord of the Battle City did not hear Zhutian's sarcasm, and said arrogantly: "In the Zhan family, I fought all the way through and defeated other geniuses, and then I won the title of the Lord of the Battle City."

"Your father has a high status in the Zhan family, right?" Zhu Tian asked again.

"Boy, are you scolding me?"

The Lord of the Battle City finally sensed that something was wrong, and stared at Zhutian with a pair of bloody eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"You got your position as the leader of Zhancheng City with the support of your fathers, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Tian had already punched and charged, not wanting to face him anymore.

boom!

There was an explosion, and Zhutian was rolled and flew out of the square, with blood everywhere in the sky.

"How could this happen?"

Outside the square, Zhu Tian stood up and screamed, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Lord of the War City who had turned into a corpse. He couldn't believe how he could be so powerful, beyond his imagination.

He was wearing boxing champion gloves, yet he was still so vulnerable.

"Boy, you just used a power that was not yours. You were punished. This battle will be very difficult for you."

"Old bastard, I guessed it."

Zhu Tian retorted coldly. He had indeed guessed that he had been punished. The Zombie Chief, the Lord of the Battle City, was extremely powerful. With his wisdom, he could naturally guess that it was because of the time inheritance battlefield that punished him.

If you use power that is not yours, the consequences will be really terrible.

Although facing the powerful Zhikui, the lord of the war city, Zhutian understood that his inheritance test has the binding power, and he did not have to worry about meeting the ridiculously powerful Zhikui, and instead of worrying, he felt happy.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Tian walked towards him, and at the same time used his mind to control the boxing gloves to hide in his body, and decided to follow the old way and fight head-on with his true strength.

When he was still ten meters away from the corpse of the Lord of the Battle City, Zhu Tian suddenly charged forward, his Qingyan fist stretched forward, as clumsily as a bell.

But the Zhan City Lord Zhi Kui did not fight head-on with him. He jumped up into the air and pounced down. The shadows of his palms covered the sky toward Zhu Tian, ​​full of destructive power, but the corpse poison smoke was thin.

He had just died, and no more corpse poison aura had yet gathered.

Because he was afraid that Zhu Tian would use the black iron sword again, Zhi Kui, the lord of War City, came up with a killing move and didn't want to leave him a chance.

Zhu Tian jumped up at the same time, without changing his original stance, and still extended his single fist forward, hitting the shadow of his palm in the sky.

boom!

The two collided with each other, and the explosion was shocking. Zhutian was directly blown away from the city lord's palace, like a kite.

The Zombie Chief, the Lord of the War City, landed on the square. The zombie's face was extremely ferocious. One blow failed to kill the tester, which filled him with fear.

He knew that the tester couldn't beat him, but he was just afraid for no reason. It was actually due to his natural cowardice.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancai walked back from the city lord's palace and entered the square calmly. When he was ten meters away, he rushed up again and also hit the Qingyan Fist.

boom!

He was once again blown away from the city lord's palace, flying farther than last time. Blood spurted out from his mouth and he was seriously injured. However, he was not afraid and walked back again after a long time.

"Boy, let's discuss it, shall we?" shouted the corpse leader of the Battle City.

"What do you want to discuss?" Zhu Tian asked as he walked.

"How about a truce between you and me?"

"In order to complete the trial, I will not stop fighting."

"You end the trial and I will make it up to you."

"Do you know what kind of trial I am? Have you compensated for it?"

"able!"

The lord of Zhan City, Shi Kui, said confidently: "Even if I can't compensate you, I can still notify the Zhan family to compensate you."

"Can you contact the Zhan family!?"

Zhu Tian suddenly stopped and was greatly shocked. He stared blankly at the corpse of the Lord of War City, his eyes flashed with surprise, and his thoughts instantly boiled.

At this moment, he realized that his previous guess was wrong. The lord of War City was not the soldiers and civilians of War City who betrayed him because they were afraid of death, but the plan set up by the Zhan family. They rushed to lay out the plan for the lord of War City before the God Emperor's order. Their purpose was,

It is to give the illusion that he is still alive in the ancient battlefield, and his reputation is to stick to the battle city to enhance the Zhan family's prestige among the gods.

In this way, they will receive great benefits and be respected and worshiped by all ethnic groups.

It is very possible that the Zhan family had a deal with the alien race to allow him to survive in the war city. Otherwise, the alien race would never give up the opportunity to kill him.

It is more likely that the skeleton messenger soldier of the Protoss was killed by the Zhan family, and they deliberately prevented the letter from being delivered.

"Boy, do you want to make a deal? If you kill me, the Zhan family won't let you go."

The voice of Zhan Kui, the lord of War City, came and interrupted Zhutian's thoughts.

He knew what Zhu Tian had guessed, but he was not afraid. With the prestige of the Zhan family in the God Clan, he would kill him like a dog.

"I'll die faster if I trade with you!"

Zhutian smiled charmingly and said: "Let me tell you a secret, I am the owner of eternal power.

, come here to receive the inheritance of eternal power, can your Zhan family afford the compensation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Tian had already charged up, still hitting him like a log.

"Eternal force?"

The leader of the war city, the corpse leader, screamed in horror, and his thoughts suddenly blacked out. He stared at Zhu Tian with wide-open blood eyes, without any reaction.

Eternal Reinforce, this name is too scary.

In the sky and the sea of ​​stars, every owner of the Eternal Power is a peerless evildoer. Under the protection of the Gods, he will definitely become the leader of the Gods in the future.

Such an extraordinary person actually knows the secret of the Zhan family. He must not be allowed to live... He must not be allowed to live...

boom!

The sound of explosions came, and the stunned leader of the War City City Lord was blown away by Zhutian's punch. But he did not fly far because he was tied to the despicable and still stone tablet.

After punching away the Zhan City Lord's corpse leader, Zhu Tian did not pursue him, but retreated ten meters back to wait for his next punch.

He knew that it would be useless even if he beat the opponent to death. What he wanted to break through was the "despicable stillness" time, not to defeat the opponent.
To be continued...