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Chapter 83: The Beginning of the God King

As soon as the voice fell, Ai Siyu's body trembled. He felt a familiar aura from the voice, but it was too weak to identify its true identity.

This breath was full of bloody evil spirit, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable. The voice fell, but the figure had not yet appeared. Seeing the gun light in front of him growing in size, Ai Siyu hurriedly dodged and avoided the terrifying gun light.

Hitting the white jade ground, cracks as wide as a finger were created.

The man did not rush to chase Ai Siyu, but stood quietly in mid-air. He did not know the identity of the sudden strong man.

"Why did a person with such powerful strength leave a word but not show up?" The man waited for a while but still there was no sign of the strong man. He smiled bitterly and said: "Did I hear wrongly? It is impossible for another strong man to appear.

,How can such a small empire have so many strong men?"

The man thought for a while and felt a little funny. He put down his guard and the energy in his body rushed into the energy spear again. Dark energy flow surged on the spear. The spear was raised and another beam of gun light hit Ai Siyu.

.

Seeing the man's sinister smile, Ai Siyu cursed in his heart. But he still jumped up and leaned towards the god-level strongman who was fighting with Yu Xi in the distance. The god-level strongman felt the incoming gun light and panicked.

escape.

Yu Xi seemed to have known what Ai Siyu was going to do for a long time, and stayed away from the god-level powerhouse as soon as he set out.

The terrifying gun light struck the ground and hit the ground hard. The bodies of Ai Siyu and the god-level strongman were blown away in an instant. Ai Siyu got up from the ground and rubbed his painful back.

He complained for a while. With the terrifying defensive power of Ziyun Divine Clothes, he certainly didn't have to be afraid. The poor god-level strongman climbed up from the ground with difficulty. As his body moved, mouthfuls of blood gushed out from his mouth. With the full strength of the god-level strongman,

The power of one strike cannot be underestimated.

"Despicable thing, you dare to mislead me like this." The god-level strongman looked furious and ignored the injured god-level strongman. The energy in his body surged and was injected into the spear. A spear light hit Aisi again.

Yu.

Ai Siyu, who had not yet stood firm, saw the incoming gun light and instinctively moved his body again, but this time the speed of the gun light was a bit beyond his limit. Before he could move, the gun light had hit him hard on the chest.

At this point, a muffled groan came from his mouth, and mist-like blood spurted out from his mouth.

The body, like a broken kite, drew an arc in mid-air and hit the stone pillar made of white jade. The stone pillar turned into a pile of fragments when the body came into contact. The entire palace shook violently under the impact.

Seeing that Ai Siyu's body was so severely injured, Yu Xi let out an angry shout and went to hug Ai Siyu who was lying in the broken jade.

"You've gone too far, don't even give me any face!" The same evil voice came from outside.

Ai Siyu screamed bitterly in his heart: "Damn it, don't just say it but don't do it. I was almost beaten to death by him, and I didn't see you helping me."

The god-level strong man heard this voice again and knew that he was not hallucinating, but that this strong man really existed. "Come out, don't be sneaky, I know your strength is far superior to mine, but I doubt you are."

Dare to take action!" Seeing that he didn't take action, the man started to provoke him.

"Don't talk nonsense, traitors and traitors. I haven't finished dealing with the external matters yet. I'm here to meet you now!" The voice full of evil spirit sounded again, and then a figure appeared in the hall.

Seeing that figure, Ai Siyu had the urge to cry, and cursed again: "You old guy, why didn't you come in quickly to help me when you knew I was in trouble? Why are you still pretending to be a ghost!"

The person who came in was Zuo Linghou Sugu. At this time, his clothes turned completely blood red, and he looked like a bloody man from a distance. Ai Siyu knew that the evil spirit on his body should be caused by killing too many people, and his body was filled with blood.

The breath was catalyzed by the blood, and evil spirits were produced in large quantities, so he couldn't recognize it just now.

As soon as Zuo Linghou's figure appeared, the expression of the powerful god-level man changed with shock, and his body couldn't help but tremble. Zuo Linghou's blood-red long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and a hint of killing intent came out of his body. His round eyeballs were completely filled with killing intent.

, those eyes glanced in front of the god-level powerhouse, and then turned to Ai Siyu who was lying on the ground.

"Boy, if there's no big deal, just get up. This time our situation is a bit dangerous. I sent a signal to Zhu Yu's grandson. That grandson had no intention of sending troops to help. He was playing tricks on us. He promised so happily at the beginning.

A conspiracy."

"Then father and the others are in danger now, aren't they?" A trace of anxiety appeared on Yu Xi's pretty face, and the worry in his eyes became even stronger.

"There is no problem now. As long as there are no more powerful people, the more than a hundred people outside can completely handle it! It's just that they are in a bloody battle, which consumes too much power for them. I hope they don't run out of power.

Rush out, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Ai Siyu, who was already seriously injured, once again circulated the clear water in his body, and bursts of tearing pain came from his body. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, completely mobilizing the breath of the seventh-level master.

"We must first get rid of the four people here! Three of them belong to the divine level and one of them belongs to the divine level, which is a force that cannot be underestimated." Ai Siyu's sharp words came out, and his body shot towards the injured person in the distance.

A powerful person of divine rank.

The dagger in his hand exuded half a foot of green sword energy. Perhaps because of his unique skill, he had more than once relied on the strength of a seventh-level master to condense the substantial sword energy that no god-level expert could condense.

Some weak god-level warriors were shocked when they saw the sword light. They didn't want to believe that a seventh-level weakling could condense substantial sword energy. But the young man in front of him was holding the short sword towards him.

He rushed over, and the god-level strong man smiled bitterly. He never thought that he, an intermediate god-level strong man, would be brought to this point by a seventh-level weakling today.

The man mobilized the energy in his body without hesitation, opened his strongest defensive weapon, and prepared to receive Ai Siyu's blow.

Ai Siyu's violent ejection arrived in an instant, and the man stretched out his gray long sword to block the green dagger, but he never thought that when Ai Siyu was about to approach him, he put away his dagger, and the right hand hidden behind his back suddenly

Create a substantial green fist seal.

The turquoise fist mark was directed towards the man's face. The man could not dodge such a close attack, so he had no choice but to let the fist mark hit him. The fist mark hit the man's face hard, and his already weak body was suddenly attacked.

Then it flew out violently.

Ai Siyu's body fell to the ground, and the energy in his body surged out again. His body rushed out like a cannonball, and the dagger in his right hand pierced the man's chest. Blood spurted out from the chest, and the pierced dagger still emanated.

With a sword that is half a foot long.

In the eyes of the man, he felt a sense of panic about this young man's plan. He had such resourcefulness and ruthlessness at such a young age, and how far he would develop in time.

The man's body continued to fly backwards with the dagger, and a light blue long sword slashed down behind him. The man's already broken body was broken into two pieces by the fall of the light blue long sword.

His eyes were full of unwillingness but were quickly losing their vitality.

The two pieces of remnant body fell down to reveal Yu Xi behind them. Yu Xi's fair face was stained with a few drops of bright red and he smiled at Ai Siyu. I don't know when a tacit understanding had been formed between the two, a kind of mutual understanding without any words.

A tacit understanding of the other party's purpose.

Seeing a god-level strongman being defeated so easily by two weaklings, the god-level strongman's face changed in shock, and he mobilized his aura. "Ignorant boy dares to kill a strong man of our clan! You must accept your life!"

Although the powerful spiritual man said this, his body suddenly flashed towards the palace door.

"Hmph, do you want to escape? It's not that easy! Let the rebellious ministers and traitors die, and you can taste the strength of the primary level of my God King!" Zuo Linghou's body flashed and disappeared into the air. The next moment he appeared, he was already a powerful god-level man.

in front of me.

The blood-red long knife struck down, and the man's flashing body could not stop immediately due to inertia. He stretched out his right arm to block the fall of the long knife. The blood-red long knife fell on his right arm and made a metallic collision sound.

"Hmph, it's a good defensive weapon!" Zuo Linghou said with a cold snort and some envy.

The man's body retreated violently with the force of the long knife, and the energy in his body was rapidly mobilized along a specific meridian. But before the man could use this combat technique, a bloody long knife pierced his chin and stabbed out from the back of his head. A white *

*Blood-red liquid spurted out from the tip of the knife.

"Don't think that the difference between a god king and a god is just one word. In the face of absolute strength, you, a clown, will not be allowed to come out and embarrass yourself." Zuo Linghou's somewhat mocking voice sounded like the demonic sound of hell, and the god-level strongman fell in a pool of blood.

, the vitality quickly disappears.


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