Chapter 172: Fifteen fatalities, the God of War takes action (Second update)
Their scalps tingled and their hearts were filled with excitement.
The God of War is like a dragon, whose head is seen but its tail is not.
There are not many people in this world who have seen the God of War.
However, they heard from the people of Daqin that even the Qin Emperor Qin Shi Huangdi seemed to have never seen the true face of the God of War.
Could it be that they will have the honor to see the true appearance of the God of War today?
"What kind of person is the God of War?"
Lu Xiaofeng rested his elbows on the wooden table, with his four fingers bent and his thumb erect. He gently stroked his mustache with his fingertips and looked at the White Dragon Chariot with interest.
"I wonder what level the Martial God's swordsmanship has reached?"
Yan Nantian and Yan Shisan, who were originally looking at each other, both looked towards the White Dragon Chariot at the same time.
He was also filled with deep curiosity about the Martial God who was ranked first on the Sword God List.
Number one on the Sword God List.
That is the highest honor for a swordsman.
No swordsman can be calm.
A strong fighting spirit appeared in Yan Shisan's eyes.
Compared to Yan Nantian, who was ranked fourteenth on the Sword God List, he was more interested in the Martial God, who was ranked first on the Sword God List.
Everyone in the tavern, whether the boss, the boss's wife, or the heroes, held their breath at this moment and dared not make the slightest sound.
But their hearts were in their throats.
"Martial God and Martial King are both ranked first on the Romantic List. Jing Wei, who is ranked fifth on the Sword God List, should also be here!"
"Oh my god, what day is today? There are so many big guys gathered here!"
"The first Martial God and Martial King on the Romantic List, the third on the Romantic List is Lu Xiaofeng, the fourth on the Romantic List is Jiang Feng, the first Martial God on the Sword God List, the fourteenth on the Sword God List is Yan Nantian, and the nineteenth on the Sword God List is Yan Shisan!"
"This lineup is simply invincible!"
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"My name is Yan Nantian, but am I the God of War?"
Yan Nantian stood up and bowed to his opponent Bai Longnian. His voice was as loud as a bell, full of energy and heroic spirit.
Jiang Feng also stood up and followed Yan Nantian.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the White Dragon Chariot.
Clang.
The door of the White Dragon Chariot suddenly opened, and everyone's eyes lit up.
What comes into view is a luxurious hall.
There was a luxurious bed at the top of the hall, and a young man who was more handsome than Jiang Feng was lazily lying on the bed.
Surrounding him were many stunning beauties that were dazzling to the eyes.
Bang! A bearded man with a dull look in his eyes sat down on the ground without even realizing it, as if he had lost his soul! Bang! Bang! Bang! As the bearded man fell, it seemed as if a chain reaction had started, and one by one the heroes of the martial arts world were dazzled, some fell headfirst, and some dropped their swords, swords, and wine glasses.
Even though he had seen countless women, Lu Xiaofeng, who could not sleep at night without a woman, dropped the wine glass in his hand and became dazed.
"beautiful!"
“So… so beautiful!”
“This is… Diao… Diao… Diao Chan?!!”
“Diao Chan!!”
"No. 1 on the Han Dynasty Beauty List!"
"Ranked among the most beautiful women in the Nine Continents!"
"This real person is much more beautiful than the image!"
Lu Xiaofeng, the lsp, was stunned.
She is so beautiful that the moon and flowers are ashamed, she is so beautiful that the whole country is overwhelmed, she is so charming that the fishes are submerged and the geese fall...
All the beautiful words he could think of could not describe even one ten-thousandth of Diao Chan's beauty.
Among those present, the only ones who could remain awake were Yan Nantian and Yan Shisan.
Both of them are peerless swordsmen.
A strong character.
What does it matter if a woman is beautiful?
It will only affect the speed at which they draw their swords!
"Zhao Wu, the King of Qin."
Zhao Wu held Diao Chan's slender waist and looked at Yan Nantian. His calm voice seemed even louder in the silent space.
"It seems that the God of War is not here!"
Yan Nantian felt regretful, then he bowed to Zhao Wu and said, "Yan Nantian greets King Wu!"
When Jiang Feng heard the two people's voices, he immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed and said, "Jiang Feng, meet the King Wu."
His cheeks turned a little red and he didn't dare to look at Diao Chan again.
"Meet King Wu!"
The surrounding martial artists bowed their heads and saluted.
"Where did the God of War go?"
At this moment, a cold voice without any emotion sounded, and Yan Shisan walked slowly towards them, holding the bone poison in his hand.
"When the Golden List was distributing the rewards, the God of War was still there. Could it be that the God of War was frightened and ran away when he saw us here?"
As soon as Yan Shisan said this, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
No one expected that Yan Shisan would start to confront the God of War as soon as he arrived.
However, Yan Nantian, Lu Xiaofeng and others understood that Yan Shisan wanted to use provocation to force the God of War out.
In their opinion, the God of War must be hiding nearby.
"you!"
Zhao Wu's eyes fell on Yan Shisan and he shook his head calmly: "You are no match for him!"
Click!
Yan Shisan clenched his fists. Although he knew that he might not be a match for the God of War, he was still angry when Zhao Wu said it with such disdain.
He was born a killer and lived in the underworld.
This moment.
He did not hesitate at all. The sword flashed. No one could see him drawing the sword. The Bone Poison Sword was already unsheathed, and the sharp sword light pointed directly at Zhao Wu's throat.
He wanted to see how powerful Zhao Wu, the King of Qin and the descendant of the God of War, was.
at the same time.
If Zhao Wu encounters danger.
How could the God of War not come out?
Ding ding!
At this moment, a sword blocked Yan Shisan's sword.
This is a woman.
A very beautiful and cold woman.
She is tall, with long and strong thighs, a slender waist, and a plump and graceful figure.
"Jingwei!"
Swordsmen such as Lu Xiaofeng and Yan Nantian immediately looked at Jingwei.
They were not surprised by the appearance of Jingwei.
Even Yan Shisan is the same.
What surprised Yan Shisan was...
At the moment before Jingwei made his move.
He didn't even notice Jingwei.
But none of this matters.
The next moment.
Jingwei and Yan Shisan attacked again.
They attacked almost at the same time.
No one could see their movements, but their swords suddenly struck out like lightning.
At this moment, the weight of their bodies seemed to have completely disappeared, and they could flow freely in the air like the wind.
Because they have completely entered a state of selflessness, their spirit has transcended everything and controlled everything.
The sword light flowed, and the maple leaves shattered and fell like blood rain.
But they can't see it.
In their minds, everything in the world no longer exists, even their bodies no longer exist.
The only thing that exists between heaven and earth is the opponent's sword.
The solid maple tree was broken into two pieces by a light stroke of their swords.
Because they don't even see this tree.
The dense maple forest was just a flat land in their eyes, and their swords could go wherever they wanted.
Nothing in the world can stop their swords.
Maple trees fell one by one, and the sky was full of blood rain.
The ever-flowing sword light suddenly underwent a strange change, becoming heavy and clumsy.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Eleven deadly swords.
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Twelve Swords.
Thirteen Swords.
Fourteen swords.
The sword light suddenly disappeared and the sword style suddenly stopped.
Yan Shisan stared at the sword in his hand, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames and freezing with ice.
Although his sword was still in his hand, all the changes had come to an end.
He has used his fourteenth sword.
Now his sword is dead.
The tip of Jingwei's sword was facing the tip of his sword.
If Yan Shisan's sword was a poisonous snake, Jingwei's sword was a nail, which had been nailed into the snake's vital point, killing it alive.
This battle should have been over.
But at this moment, the sword that had been nailed dead suddenly began to vibrate strangely.
The fallen leaves that were flying all over the sky suddenly scattered, and those that were moving suddenly stopped.
Absolute stillness.
Apart from this constantly vibrating sword, there is no other life in the world.
"Um?"
Jingwei's cold eyes moved, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
She didn't expect that Yan Shisan could actually turn the tide against all odds, which made her feel dangerous.
certainly.
It is said to be dangerous, but it is not really dangerous.
She has twelve talismans given by Zhao Wu.
Yan Shisan's sword couldn't kill her.
But if there are no twelve talismans.
She was under this sword.
It is very likely that he will die! Yan Nantian's pupils shrank, and the hand that was originally holding the Pure Yang Wuji Sword involuntarily exerted force.
Fourteen swords in front.
He was sure he could block it.
But this sword.
He felt the breath of death.
If he faced this sword.
He would definitely die! He couldn't think of any power in the world that could block this sword.
"Can Ximen Chuxue block this sword?"
Lu Xiaofeng's cynical look became extremely solemn.
Although he is lustful, fond of drinking, shameless, and ruthless when he draws his gun.
But his martial arts skills are not weak.
He could clearly feel the power and terror of Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword.
"Jingwei is ranked fifth. Can he block this sword?"
Lu Xiaofeng stared at the battlefield.
On the battlefield.
Jingwei felt that he could not block this sword.
This moment.
She was not going to fight Yan Shisan with swords, but was going to use the power of the twelve talismans.
However.
Yan Shisan did not stab out with his sword.
Yan Shisan's eyes suddenly revealed an expression of extreme fear, even more fearful than the people around him.
Then he did something that no one could think of or imagine except Zhao Wu.
He suddenly turned the sword and cut his own throat.
This moment.
Everyone was stunned.
I don’t understand why Yan Shisan is so mad.
Is it to be gentle and considerate to women?
Still don’t dare to kill Jingwei?
Even Jingwei was confused.
She was just about to use her electric eyes.
So you're planning to commit suicide? "No!"
Yan Nantian exclaimed, he didn't want to see such a peerless swordsman fall.
He wanted rescue.
But the sword was too fast.
If he faced this sword, he would be dead too. How could he save Yan Shisan who suddenly committed suicide with this sword?
This moment.
In everyone's heart.
Yan Shisan is already dead.
because.
No one can stop it.
But the next moment.
Everyone was stunned.
Their eyes widened.
My mind went blank.
An incomparably handsome figure had appeared beside Yan Shisan at some point.
Those two white fingers, so perfect that any woman would scream wildly when seeing them, lightly clamped the fatal sword.
This moment.
The wind stopped.
The space seemed to freeze.
Time seemed to stand still.
Everything seemed to have been paused.
This moment.
Everyone's mind, everyone's consciousness, everyone's heart was occupied by this scene.
This scene.
Became eternal.
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(End of this chapter)