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The first thousand and forty-eight chapters of the demigod

 Zhang Xiaozu's powerful combat power made the gods realize that even if the combat power of the sons of gods and one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals were not limited, they would still be far from Zhang Xiaozu's opponent.

He felt that Zhang Xiaopeng was at least a demigod.

A strong person with this level of cultivation can no longer be defeated by relying on a large number of people.

Therefore, his plan to kill Zhang Xiaopeng by relying on more people or to consume Zhang Xiaopeng's combat power was no longer feasible, so he ordered the sons of gods and the heavenly soldiers and generals to let the three of Zhang Xiaopeng go and prevent them from making unnecessary sacrifices.

Zhang Xiaozu and the other three passed through the path cleared by the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and continued to fly towards the direction of the Temple of Heaven.

Five hundred miles is a short distance for the three of them, and they will be there in a short time.

Looking at the god wearing golden armor standing in the sky above the Tianshen Temple Square, the three of them stopped two hundred steps away.

"Young man, when I first saw you, I gave you a kind warning, saying that you were too murderous, and advised you to put down your anger and be kind to others, but you didn't listen at all. Today you have committed such a heavy murderous sin.

This god can only do justice for heaven and kill you!"

The god exudes an aura of divine majesty and speaks slowly in a judgmental tone, giving people a sense of oppression that he is above all things and speaks as he says.

He is well versed in the art of deceiving the mind, so every word, even a faint tone of voice, contains magic.

It's a pity that in front of Zhang Xiaozu's murderous eye, his invincible mind-deception technique had no effect at all. Instead, his soul was filled with fear under the direct gaze of the murderous eye.

Fortunately, his soul is strong enough and his will is strong enough, so he can withstand the shock of the murderous eye.

Zhang Xiaozu responded: "I have no intention of being your enemy. I will borrow the key and return it to you after opening the door."

"No borrowing!"

The god's tone was decisive, leaving no room for negotiation, because borrowing the key meant borrowing his life.

He raised his hand and grabbed the void, and pulled out a nine-foot-long Qinglong Yanyue Sword from the void space. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed towards Zhang Xiaopeng.

Qing Leng's blade directly split the space above Zhang Xiaopou's head into two halves.

when!

Zhang Xiaozu blocked with a horizontal sword, but he didn't even have time to parry, and he fell to the ground under the pressure of the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

Qi Yoyo and Ye Mingyue, who were standing behind Zhang Xiaozu, were forced back by the fierce and domineering sword energy of the god. To be more precise, they were thrown away, flying four to five hundred feet away before they stabilized their bodies.

.

boom!

Zhang Xiaozu's feet landed on the ground, causing the entire solid ground within a hundred feet to collapse. The collapse was most severe under his feet, which was more than a foot deep.

In the smooth and smooth square, a large funnel-shaped pit suddenly appeared.

"die!"

The god grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, stretched out his arms suddenly, and the law of power surged wildly, trying to split Zhang Xiaopeng in half with one knife.

"You can't even take a blow from Father God, so that's all."

"He only relies on the vertical pupil between his eyebrows to show off his cruelty. If it weren't for the vertical pupil between his eyebrows, I could beat him ten times!"

"that is!"

The sons of gods who followed saw Zhang Xiaopou being slashed to the ground by the god's sword, and he was in such a miserable state that they let out a fierce breath and laughed at Zhang Xiaopou to cover up the fact that they had just been suppressed by Zhang Xiaopou.

Take a breather from the embarrassment and regain the lost face.

But what they didn't know was that Zhang Xiaopeng, who was being suppressed by the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but was actually very satisfied with his fighting power.

It was reasonable for him to be unable to defeat the God in a head-on collision. He had expected it, so naturally he would not be upset because he was suppressed by the God. Instead, he was satisfied because this collision told him that he already had the strength to fight.

The ability to receive attacks from strong men in the Holy Realm may look a little embarrassing, but at least it won't vomit blood at every turn.

Zhang Xiaozu's wrist shook slightly, the blade of the bone knife tilted, and the peak of the Qinglong Yanyue knife was brought aside.

squeak--!

The blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife slashed along the slanted edge of the bone knife to the side. Between the two sharp blades, sparks flew everywhere and the friction made an extremely harsh and sharp sound.

After the blades were staggered, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword slashed into the air and slashed diagonally towards the ground.

The god turned his wrists with both hands, and the blade of the sword drew a small arc in the air, changing from a diagonal slash to a sweeping sweep.

Zhang Xiaozu was about to dodge, but suddenly he felt that his body was restrained by a force, and his movements instantly became very slow. He knew that it was the God who had used the time domain. With a thought, he saw densely packed patterns suddenly appearing on the surface of the Xuanming Armor.

Tadpole-sized red runes.

As the red runes appeared, his body instantly broke free from the constraints of the time realm, and his body swayed away from the spot.

After several months of research and understanding, Zhang Xiaozu still hasn't figured out the meaning of the red runes on the golden bones, but he has developed several powerful ways to use them.

Add these red symbols to spells or formations, and the power of the spells and formations will increase several times.

If the red symbol is covered on the body, it will not only give him a strong combat power blessing, but also resist attacks like a body defense. The most important thing is that it can isolate the power of the elemental realm.

At first, the red symbol turned into a talisman chain, and Zhang Xiaozu thought it was some kind of powerful Taoist rune. However, as he further explored its power, Zhang Xiaozu felt that it was more like a fragment of some kind of power law.

Zhang Xiaozu broke free from the shackles of the God's time domain, dodged from the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and immediately struck back at the God with the sword.

The god of heaven raised his arms, and the Yanyue knife struck from bottom to top.

when!

He blocked the bone knife that Zhang Xiaopeng had struck down, and sent Zhang Xiaopeng flying forty or fifty feet away.

Before Zhang Xiaopou's flying body could stabilize, he fought back at a faster speed. Holding the knife in both hands, he jumped high and struck the god with a guillotine. He shouted: "You can also try to take my knife."

!”

"snort!"

The god snorted coldly, and raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword high above his head. The Qinglian blade drew a large arc above his head, and slashed towards Zhang Xiaopeng with the power to destroy everything.

when!

Blade collision.

Qi Yoyo and Ye Mingyue, as well as Shenzi and others who were watching the battle around them, hurriedly retreated because the space was collapsed by the collision of the two swords on the battlefield.

The magnificent Temple of Heaven, with its carved beams and painted pillars, was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.

The god's pupils trembled, and the huge impact force from the handle of the knife made him frown. Only then did he realize how terrifying Zhang Xiaozu's power was. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that the demon god was dragged down from the heaven by Zhang Xiaozu.

Zhang Xiaopeng was knocked back a long way by this collision, but his blood and aura were not disturbed, and the nine seas of stars were not impacted.

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, feeling that his combat power seemed to be much stronger than he imagined.

Woo!

The god's wrist trembled, and he danced the huge Qinglong Yanyue Sword like a tiger. Then he raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and shouted loudly, waving the Yanyue Sword towards Zhang Xiaopeng. It was no longer a single chopping move, but a

Strong and superb sword skills.

Zhang Xiaozu was not afraid and immediately used the "Murder Knife" to meet him, but as soon as he met him, he was pinned down by the Yanyue Knife.

Although he has unique insights into the "Murder Knife" technique and has figured out the sword power that suits him, but compared to Zhang Tufu's "Murder Knife", it is still a little less interesting, and he cannot use the "Murder Knife" in any way.

The terrifying power in the hands of Butcher Zhang.

Dangdangdang--!

The God's moves were fierce and domineering, and the attacks were like violent wind and rain, making it difficult for Zhang Xiaopeng to breathe.

The sons of gods and the heavenly soldiers and generals fighting outside the battlefield all held their breaths, clenched their fists, and encouraged the gods, because in their opinion, the gods only needed to add a little more energy to break through Zhang Xiaopou's defense and put him to death.

Zhang Xiaopeng was killed with a sword.

And the god himself feels the same way...

So he kept working harder.

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