"Ha, well timed!"

Chu Tian laughed out loud, and slashed with the fire copper sword in his hand, accurately blocking the cold light that was coming towards him.

The harsh sound of metal colliding caused severe pain in the eardrums of everyone near and far, whether it was the warriors from the God of Fire Village like Xiong Zhang, or the villagers from the God of War Village. Tens of thousands of people covered their ears and retreated a long distance.

Chu Tian's wrist trembled and he looked at Zhan Bao in astonishment.

This guy is very strong, so strong that he almost has half the power of a real dragon!

With such strength, would he only be a mid-level warrior in the War God Mountain?

Zhan Bao also looked at Chu Tian in amazement. He thrust with all his strength, but Chu Tian took it so easily? His strength was so strong? His sword skills could actually intercept his thrust so easily?

The movements of his body were faster than the thoughts in his mind. Zhan Bao roared in a low voice, his body as steady as a mountain. He swung the heavy sword with both hands, and nine consecutive cold lights slashed fiercely at Chu Tian's vital parts.

The nine cold lights were fast and fierce, perfectly combining strength and speed, turning into a sharp cage that enveloped Chu Tian completely.

This is one of the killer moves that Zhan Bao has learned, and it is also a relatively advanced combat skill of Zhan Shen Mountain, the 'Nine Consecutive Slashes'. One sword is faster than the other, and one sword is heavier than the other. They are connected from beginning to end, echoing each other from afar. If someone retreats due to the might of the sword light, then the next wave of crazy slashes will bring an even more terrible blow!

"I used this sword to kill three evil demons!" Zhan Bao roared angrily, and a fierce, manic, yet extremely firm and hard aura surged from his body, just like the dragon's claw. He pounced on Chu Tian with his fangs and claws bared, like a wild beast.

Chu Tian pointed the fire copper sword in his hand, and nine brighter, more dazzling, and more sharp sword beams appeared out of nowhere and pierced fiercely into the sword light slashed out by the war fortress.

Nine consecutive sharp collision sounds merged into one, and finally a loud explosion was heard, and the heavy steel sword in Zhan Bao's hand broke into ten pieces, leaving only a bare hilt in his hand.

Zhan Bao's hand felt lighter and he couldn't stop himself from lunging forward. Chu Tian flicked his wrist and a few cold rays of light passed through Zhan Bao's body, leaving a shallow bloody mark on his left and right shoulders and left and right knees.

"You lose!" Chu Tian shouted loudly.

"I didn't!" Zhan Bao's figure suddenly grew several feet taller, his arms became as thick as an ordinary person's waist, and his fist with a strange luster raised a gust of wind and smashed hard into Chu Tian's face.

"I said, you lost!" Chu Tian also roared and rushed forward with his right fist.

He now knew that the warriors in this swamp had thick skin and flesh and could withstand the torment. As long as they didn't die on the spot, even the most serious injuries could be recovered in a very short time. So in this attack, Chu Tian used half of his strength, which was the strength of a real dragon!

Zhan Bao's heavy punch landed heavily on Chu Tian's fist. Chu Tian's wrist shook and the meridians in his arm felt sore and weak.

There were actually layers of power like sea tides constantly attacking this fellow's fist, dense and continuous. Chu Tian's fist power was shaken away by this hidden power, and about 10% of it was left, leaving only 90% of the power on the ground.

With a 'crack' sound, Zhan Bao's right arm twisted and the arm bones were obviously broken into several sections. He stared at Chu Tian with wide eyes in horror and roared like a wounded beast.

Chu Tian's body shook, and he rushed to Zhan Bao's front, his fists like thunder, hitting Zhan Bao's body dozens of times in a row. Zhan Bao's body shook violently like a fallen leaf in the wind, and the dull sound of broken bones continued to be heard in his body.

His physical body has been tempered to the level of a war leopard. His bones are much stronger than ordinary metals. Every time a joint cracks, the sound is as shocking as thunder.

After dozens of consecutive punches, Chu Tian's last cannon punch hit Zhan Bao's chin directly, knocking him straight up nearly a hundred feet from the ground. He spit out blood and fell into the big swamp outside the flat land, splashing up a huge wave.

Several warriors from the War God Mountain ran to the place where Zhan Bao fell into the water in a daze, and pulled him out of the water with trembling hands.

Including Jiao Claw, the warriors of the War God Mountain even lost the courage to look Chu Tian in the face!

Zhan Bao, this is a warrior from the God of War Mountain, a terrifying existence that is dozens of times stronger than them. Such a powerful warrior only lasted for a breath in front of Chu Tian before being knocked down like a dead tree or rotten wood. How powerful is Chu Tian?

"You, what else do you have to say?" Chu Tian stabbed the fire copper sword heavily into the ground, put his hands on his hips, and looked gloomily at the gloomy-looking Tiger Fang Elder and other village elders: "We, we won in the end! You descendants of the God of War, are you still going to keep your promise?"

Bear Claw took two steps forward with a spear in hand. He shouted, "According to the rules of the God of War, we have won. All of you and everything you have, from this village to all the livestock in it, to all the vegetables and food in it, are ours!"

Pointing the spear at the piles of dried meat on the raft, Bear Claw said in a deep voice: "But we are not demanding. We know that you have a big appetite and that your village is in great need of food after the rainy season every year, so we brought so much dried meat as a small token of our appreciation!"

"Kneel down before the God of Fire, swear to join us, let your blood merge into ours, and from now on we are all descendants of the God of Fire." Xiong Zhang said loudly: "Trust us, under our leadership, your life will be better!"

Elder Huya and the others were still hesitating, and even in the eyes of Jiaozhua and the others, there were flashes of fierce light from time to time.

That's right, they failed!

However, they had thousands of warriors present, and they also had tens of thousands of villagers!

If they all rush forward, the 120 warriors from the God of War Mountain, together with tens of thousands of villagers, might be able to win!

As descendants of the god of war, they are proud, arrogant, overbearing and unreasonable.

Although they lost the bet just now, they were unwilling to accept it!

After all, Xiong Zhang and his men only have three hundred people, just three hundred people!

Chu Tian saw the dangerous light flashing in the eyes of the villagers of the God of War Village. He snorted coldly and stretched out his right hand.

On the golden lamp, the Fire Seal suddenly lit up, and wisps of purple flames appeared in Chu Tian's palm. Soon the flames condensed into a rapidly rotating purple fireball. Chu Tian compressed the fireball with all his might, compressing the flames inside like magma.

With a shake of his hand, the highly compressed purple fireball flew several miles away with a "whoosh". Five or six miles away, the small earthen mounds where the villagers of a War God village stored firewood were suddenly covered by a layer of purple flames.