This is definitely not going to be a fair fight.

The fair and slender hands of the goddess Liuli passed by, covering Wu Wan with a shallow layer of divine light, and escorted Wu Wan from the fairy island to fall smoothly into the middle of the Wenjian Pond.

Hundreds of thousands of creatures looked around;

Dozens of gods confront each other in the north and south...

Mixed among the crowd were strong men like Zhulong Diku;

Beyond heaven and earth, there is another extremely powerful force waiting to descend from the sky.

For Wu Huan, the best solution today is to send away these gods and give Grandpa and the God of War more time to establish a stable covenant with the gods outside the world.

Of course, Wu Wan has no obsession with the word 'perfect'.

If something cannot be done, then settle for the next best thing;

As long as Zhulong takes action today, there is no need to talk about anything else, just an all-out war.

With this thought running through his heart, Wu Wan took the long sword out of its sheath. He took a sword flower from his hand and looked up at the fairy island in the south.

Warrior Qingshan, come forward!

"Where is your disciple?"

The God of War's threatening voice sounded, and the goddess was a little afraid to look directly at the God of War.

She whispered: "God of War, please be calm for a moment, my disciples are nearby."

After the goddess's voice fell, Yin Yin, the god of the west wind, made a gesture. Dots of light appeared on the sky thousands of miles away, and thousands of figures rushed from all directions.

There are actually more than twenty minor gods and hundreds of high-level god generals with strong auras mixed in here. The remaining hundreds of god generals are not just filling the numbers, they are all pretty good.

The God of War and his subordinate gods suddenly looked a little unhappy, and the gods and generals on the fairy island in the north also exploded with power.

But just judging from the quantity, the 'masters' on one side are two to three times as many as the 'masters' on the God of War side.

Even with the favorable location and the telepathy of so many living beings, the situation is not optimistic for the Martial God World.

The thousands of figures that had just appeared were just floating in all directions outside the city, forming a faint encirclement, but they did not dare to actually enter the scope of Sword God City.

Dozens more high-level divine generals flew over the Wenjian Pond. Among them, a tall divine general with cold eyes and a dark red scar on his face knelt down on one knee in front of the goddess.

The god general's voice was a little unnatural, and he shouted to the goddess:

"teacher."

At first glance, he looked like he had just received an order to play the role of a disciple of the goddess.

As for whether she is a disciple or not, there is no way to know whether this female deity has any method of practice.

"Very good," the goddess nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Go down and compete with the disciple of the God of War. Remember, point, stop, stop, don't hurt him."

The god general raised his head and looked at the god in front of him, his eyes trembling slightly.

"Yes, teacher, disciple, I obey."

Beside the God of War, several gods clearly noticed that there was something in the goddess's words.

It cannot be hurt, it should be hurt!

The Sword God looked at the Martial God and sent a warning message, but the Martial God sat there calmly, as if he had already secured victory.

Do you really think that he has spent the past two years drinking and bragging with Qingshan?

"Aoyama!"

The God of War snorted: "You also remember, don't kill him until the point is made."

Then, the Martial God's gaze was like a sword, piercing the god general.

This divine general of human origin lowered his head to avoid the sight of the God of War. The dark red flesh and blood on the scar on his face kept trembling. He pursed his lips tightly, gripped a nine-foot-long sickle, and looked down at the field.

Wu Wan, who was standing, jumped up and fell straight down, making a loud bang.

Wu Wan casually threw away the scabbard, held the blade with both hands, and raised the sword above his forehead in a decent manner.

There are no unnecessary words and no scene talk.

The god hugged Wu Wan's fist, and his burly figure burst out with strong evil energy.

Wu Wang's face was calm, his eyes were full of vigilance, and there was no unnecessary microexpression at this moment.

Zhulong Diku was watching him.

In this battle, he couldn't lose, let alone let Di Kuang think of anything.

'Relax and leave everything to martial arts.'

According to the way of heaven, this god's strength is equivalent to the perfect physical cultivation of the true fairyland. He has just been infused with divine power, but his body and divine power are not completely harmonious.

This should be a 'dead soldier'.

He was selected by the God of Yin and Wait, and was thrown out to kill himself, a disciple of the God of War, thus triggering a conflict with the God of War.

Why did the other party act like this?

Yes, there are so many innate gods outside the world, and Di Kuang and Zhu Long want to win over them as much as possible. If they can force the Martial God to take action first, Di Kuang will have all the advantages.

This calculation is still the same.

Wu Wan's eyes flashed quickly, and he had already locked onto several key points on this divine general's body, and energy began to surround him.

The realm of martial soul, ninth level.

It should be said that if you are only at the ninth level of the Martial Soul Realm, you can only say that you have only half a foot in the Martial Spirit Realm.

The expressions of the innate gods on the Martial God's side suddenly changed... and became full of worry.

A general who can become a god has divine power to protect his body. Although this general does not practice martial arts, the strength he shows at this moment is comparable to that of a strong man in the Martial Emperor realm.

Wu Po versus Wu Emperor?

"ah!"

The god general shouted suddenly, his eyes were extremely cold, his forward body was as fast as lightning, and the sickle he waved in his hand slashed towards Wu Wan's neck.

He wants to kill with one blow and end this completely unbalanced confrontation, and then...

He was blown into pieces by the God of War's palm.

On the fairy island, Jin Wei's little face suddenly turned white.

She has already felt that her brother's power is not at the same level as the power displayed by the other party.

There shouldn't be any suspense, nor should there be any suspense.

At this time!

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Martial God's mouth.

Wu Wan's figure suddenly moved, his toes pointed to the ground, and his figure was like a fallen leaf, swaying slightly to the left.

The enemy god general rushed towards him brazenly. Although he was fast, he was far from touching the 'Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth' and still brought up a strong wind.

Wu Wan's figure was like a fallen leaf, blown out by such a strong wind, swaying in the air, and a distance of three feet.

This god general's eyes were widened, but his reactions were quick. He had obviously come from the battlefield of life and death.

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In the midst of this electric light and flint, Wu Wan's figure continued to fly as if being pushed by an invisible hand.

The more anxious this god general is, the faster he will retreat.

If you are startled by the green hair;

Like Hong Yu accompanying the wind.

The entire audience, who were originally on tenterhooks in the Martial God Realm, suddenly erupted into tsunami-like shouts.

Because the expression on Waiting God's face is a bit ugly.

They didn't want to lose face, so they sent a divine general to bully a creature who had just practiced cultivation for less than ten years, and they still couldn't win?

The god general frowned tightly, and the sickle in his hand suddenly came out, and streams of divine power turned into black light and fell on Wu Wan's head.

Just reacted?

A slight smile appeared on Wu Wang's lips, his left hand was clasped behind his back, the blade of the long sword in his hand shone with the color of water, and the blade swayed with streams of pure divine power.

Before the black light had time to surge, it was extinguished by the boundless color of the water.

Wu Wan swung his long sword gently, seemingly effortlessly, but he threw out dozens of rays of divine power, overturning the god general's body.

The god general tried to resist, and there were immediately a few bloodstains on his face, the back of his hands, and his neck.

There's something wrong with that sword!

On the fairy island in the north, the God of War grinned widely, flapping his hands continuously, his eyes full of pleasure.

In the field, Wu Wang's figure was erratic. Although he was not very fast, the most rare thing was his sense of calmness and unhurriedness.

The god general's body had been scratched with dozens of scars by the divine light emerging from the sword. Although each scar was very shallow, this young creature only relied on the sharpness of the sword.
To be continued...