I studied beheading in a mental institution

Sensing the second wave of god's coercion approaching here, Zhou Ping frowned, and his speed did not stagnate at all, but was a little faster!

He must seriously injure Seth before the two gods join forces, otherwise he has no chance of winning at all.

Zhou Ping's sword broke through the space and came in front of Seite. The tumbling sword energy rushed out, rushing towards Seite's face like a tornado!

Seth's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment his whole body turned into yellow sand all over the sky and disappeared without a trace.

The sword energy swept across the gravel without touching Seite at all, and Zhou Ping's face suddenly became serious.

At the same time, a gust of wind came from the void, hit him hard on the back, and slapped him to the ground!

boom--! !

Zhou Ping's figure fell on the desert like a meteorite, shaking up a large amount of sand and stones, and then the surrounding yellow sand quickly rolled back, like a huge upside-down coffin, sealing Zhou Ping to death.

In the sky, the yellow sand swept across, and the figure of Seth in the cloak condensed again.

He looked down at the huge yellow sand coffin and snorted coldly.

"Human beings are only human after all, and if they cannot control the power of the law, they will never be able to truly hurt the gods.

This... is the gap between us. "

He clenched his palms in the void, and the huge coffin that was trapped between the yellow sand shrank instantly, as if he was about to crush Zhou Ping inside into powder!

Ding--!

A crisp sword sound resounded, and a ray of sword light pierced through the coffin, cutting a gap in it, and the black-clothed figure soared into the sky.

Fengshen Xiu stood tall in the clouds, made a strange imprint with both hands, and slowly pressed down.

Endless winds erupted from the void, converging into a terrifying tide of winds, rolling towards the rapidly approaching figure.

Zhou Ping's right hand trembled slightly, but he was still holding his sword finger. His eyes were fixed on the storm that could tear a city apart, and he calmly pointed out his finger. The fingerprints in the air quickly dragged out a large number of afterimages.

The turbulent wave of sword energy surrounded Zhou Ping, and with his sword fingers, he slammed into the oppressive storm.

The sword energy and the storm collided with each other!

The shock wave visible to the naked eye exploded from above the clouds, spreading for hundreds of miles in an instant. Zhou Ping's sword energy tore apart almost all of the wind blades, but a large amount of residual wind still fell on him, blowing the blood-stained black to pieces. The shirt cut a large amount of blood again.

The blood scab that had already coagulated was torn off, and a large amount of blood instantly stained Zhou Ping's body red.

Zhou Ping let out a muffled snort, and his figure fell rapidly downward.

Seriously wounded and without a sword in his hand, he is now close to his limit, and under the cooperation of the two gods, he soon fell into a disadvantage.

At the same time, Seth stretched out his palm and grabbed the desert sand below him. Endless yellow sand emerged from it, and gathered into a nine-meter-long dark golden spear in his palm, exuding terror in the air. The killing breath, even the surrounding air dries up.

Holding the spear in his hand, he swung it at the rapidly falling figure!

boom--! !

The dark golden spear pierced the sky, made a piercing explosion, and pierced Zhou Ping's body like lightning!

Zhou Ping raised his sword finger, trying to block the spear with his sword energy, but at this moment his sword energy was exhausted, and the sword finger was on the spear, and his entire right hand was shaken into a cloud of blood mist, which shattered in the air !

Fortunately, this finger still deflected the trajectory of the spear a little, missed Zhou Ping's heart, and pierced through his right shoulder instead.

Zhou Ping's figure smashed through the bottom of the desert sand boundary, like a meteor, falling straight into the misty ground.

At this time, the shattered city under the protection of Fengdu's law had moved nearly twenty kilometers forward, completely disappeared in the battlefield between Zhou Ping and the two gods, and disappeared into the mist.

Of course, for them, it only takes half a step to catch up with this distance, so neither Hugh nor Seth have any intention of chasing after them. As long as they kill the human being in front of them, the broken city will fall on them sooner or later. hands.

What's more, Amon has been staying in that city, cursing the fate of the Great Xia through the dragon's veins.

Half of Zhou Ping's body disappeared, and the pool of blood soaked the ground under his feet and spread to the surroundings. He slowly let his body stand up from the huge pit that fell, his face was extremely pale.

"Cough cough cough..."

He lowered his head, coughing violently, and blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Surrounding him is a city that has been abandoned in the mist for an unknown amount of time. A large number of bricks and remnants of soil are scattered around him, and the ruined walls in the distance are looming in the mist.

In the pool of blood, Zhou Ping's cough finally subsided gradually.

He slowly straightened his chest, stood up straight, and looked up.

In the misty mist, two majestic and sacred figures slowly floated down from the sky...

"Human, you are already proud enough to be able to do this." Feng Shenxiu stood barefoot in the void, looking down at Zhou Ping's figure, and said calmly.

Zhou Ping stood in a pool of blood, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the direction in which the broken city was leaving.

He stood there silently.

"Why, you still want to delay the time, so that the city has a chance to escape?" Seth sneered, "You should know that such a small distance is nothing to us, even if you delay it for another half an hour so what?"

Zhou Ping shook his head, "I just have some regrets."

"What are you sorry about?"

"Unfortunately, it's still a little bit close, and I can take that step."

He raised his head and looked at the two figures exuding divine power in the sky, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "Unfortunately, it's just a little bit close, I can... slay the gods."

"Slay God?" Seth sneered, "Human beings are really brazen..."

"Kill him."

Xio took a step forward, stretched out a finger, and the bitter wind condensed on his fingertips...

Praise -! !

At this moment, a piercing sonic boom pierced through the silent mist and was rapidly approaching here.

"Huh?" Xio and Seth, who were about to make a move, raised their heads in doubt and looked towards the sky.

Zhou Ping also looked up.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank!

In the misty mist, the clouds rolled back from the sky, like a vast and turbulent wave, sweeping towards the earth.

And at the top of this wave of clouds, the seven figures stood firmly, their bodies exuded a faint silver light, dispelling the surrounding fog, and on their faces, seven completely different masks were looking down on the battlefield under their feet.

They come with clouds.

Zhou Ping recognized these masks.

The seven people stepped on the clouds and fell steadily among the ruins, and walked to Zhou Ping's side.

"You..." Zhou Ping looked at the seven people in a daze.

Even after experiencing the battle of the gods, the face that was still untouched showed unprecedented shock.

The figure wearing the Monkey King mask walked to his side,

Patted Zhou Ping's left shoulder,

"Senior Juggernaut, let us take you home."