Return of the War God

When Xing Wufeng chased and killed Han Dan with the Red Flame Wave Halberd, it was not too far away.

This is a desolate basin on the edge of the Chaos Territory. Usually, even the local monks of the Sin Chaos Domain will not come here, because it is dry, barren, and uninhabited.

On the withered and yellow land, because there is no water source to moisten, some are only left with deserted sand and soil, and there is not even a greenness that represents life.

It seems that in this desolate basin, some are just exhausted and chilling.

However, I don't know when, a figure appeared in the desolate basin, and was walking alone step by step.

This man was holding a ferocious eight-foot blood-colored spear. The wind and sand ruffled his hair, covering his face, making his martial robe screeching, but he couldn't stop his footsteps. It seemed that even if there were thousands of troops ahead Wanma was waiting for him, and he never took a step back.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and a pair of pupils emerged from his black hair, looking at each of the three directions ahead.

"Is the first wave of attacks coming..."

The whisper sounded, the person raised his head slightly, glanced at the vast sky, revealed his face, handsome in appearance, warm eyes, like a scholar in the mortal world who crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to go to Beijing to take the exam.

This person is Zhai Qing.

After splitting up with Ye Wuque, he rushed to the address left by Huo Hai to ask for help in the jade slip. Originally, he thought it would be a city in the realm of crime, but after arriving, he realized that it was on the edge. A desolate basin.

Uninhabited and desolate.

However, this did not surprise Zhai Qing. He knew that the reason why the other party chose to fight here was naturally to keep his life and cover up the news perfectly.

shhhhhh...

Suddenly, about a few hundred meters away from Zhai Qing, three figures appeared in three directions, galloping towards Zhai Qing in a fan shape. and evil spirits!

"According to the calculation, the younger brother should have found the location of Xing Wufeng at this moment."

Zhai Qing didn't even look at the three masters of the late stage of the Power Realm who rushed towards him, but looked up at the vast sky, but he was calculating the time in his heart.

"With the mysterious power of the younger brother, Xing Wufeng has a high probability of being rescued successfully, but it is not clear how deep Xing Wufeng's injury is and whether he is still fighting..."

Zhai Qing's eyes were clear. Although he was a little worried about Ye Wuque's plan to split his troops into two groups at first, after traveling alone, he no longer had such thoughts.

Zhai Qing believed that even though his younger junior brother was young, whether it was wisdom or calculation, or mentality or character, he had a personality charm that made people invisible to him.

What's even more remarkable is that the younger brother has a powerful combat power that matches or surpasses all of this!

Therefore, Zhai Qing stopped worrying about Ye Wuque in his heart, and thought about more important and far-reaching things in the future.

"I didn't expect you to come! Single-handedly! It's really amazing!"

"Hahahaha! The disciples of the holy way of the heavens! The incomparably precious battle formation master!"

"It's a pity, I'm going to die soon! Die at the hands of those of us who super sect disciples despise!"

Three voices with killing intent sounded separately, echoing in the desolate basin, rolling like a tide.

After hearing these three voices, Zhai Qing withdrew his eyes looking up at the vast sky, and looked forward, his eyes were calm, but it seemed that there was an invisible turbulent cold current.

After seven or eight breaths, a faint voice sounded in the ears of the three people who rushed over.

"The Ninety-ninth Fierce List, Wang Jianfei."

"The Ninety-fourth Fierce List, Luo Yao."

"The ninety-first on the list, Zhang Ruotao."

A faint sentence, but revealed the identity.

But at this moment, the three powerhouses in the late stage of the Powerful Realm who came running all stopped, and they were only a hundred meters away from Zhai Qing.

These three people, all of whom were on the list of 100 murderers, appeared here together at this moment!

In the past, this was simply impossible.

Because every person on the list of 100 murderers has committed numerous crimes and is covered in blood, no matter which one is on the pursuit list of all super sectarian disciples.

Because of this, these people on the list of 100 murderers are very cautious in their activities on weekdays, because they are all murderous guys, and they don't believe any of them, even if they really meet each other, if conditions permit, they will even attack the opponent.

But at this moment, these three cultivators on the Hundred Murders List, who should have been afraid of their own and could never have appeared in the same place, actually joined together to prepare to kill Zhai Qing!

Seeing this scene, Zhai Qing's mind turned and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"How can these three be united without a force or coercion or inducement that they cannot resist?"

"Qingming Divine Palace..."

Zhai Qing whispered, but the depths of his calm eyes were more and more cold.

"Humph! The super sect of the heavens and the holy way! Such a big name! But here today, you will surely die!"

Zhang Ruotao, who was ranked 91st on the murder list, spoke coldly, seeing that Zhai Qing already knew his name, his killing intent was even more violent.

"What about the battle formation division? The Yuan Li cultivation base must be too different! Which of the three of us can't defeat him one-on-one? Now that the three of them are shooting together, it can be considered to give him a lot of face before he dies!"

Wang Jianfei's eyes were sharp and his tone extremely disdainful, and he looked down on Zhai Qing at all.

"Forget it, let's go together, don't forget, as long as you kill him, our rewards! There are many night dreams! Give me death! Qingluo hand!"

The last person, Luo Yao, shouted loudly, his whole body was surging with cyan energy, and he suddenly formed a nearly hundred-zhang cyan palm to grab Zhai Qing.

"Humph! The Great Witch Palm!"

"Magic Dragon Tyrant Fist! Go to hell!"

Zhang Ruotao and Wang Jianfei made the same shot, both of them sacrificed their own trump cards, and didn't let go at all!

The lion fights the rabbit, do your best!

What's more, these people on the list of 100 murderers are accompanied by killing and fighting almost at any time. No matter how they look down on the enemy, they are actually very vigilant in their hearts.

Boom!

The three battle techniques with their own terrifying fluctuations jointly suppressed Zhai Qing, and the ground within a few hundred meters around him seemed to be unable to support the monstrous force that was about to strike, and began to tremble and sink!

Immediately, in the eyes of the three who were determined to win, Zhai Qing's figure disappeared into the terrible light and fluctuations of the unique fighting skills.

"This is also a battle formation master? Bah! It's far worse than that person!"

"You don't take it easy, what should you do if the corpse is destroyed?"

"No way, these super sect disciples are too damned!"

The three of them had already started to laugh at this moment, as if they had already decided that Zhai Qing would surely die.

However, in the next moment, the faces of the three of them changed!

Immediately afterward, they saw a splendid and beautiful flaming lotus blossom suddenly blooming from the place submerged by the unique fighting skills!

At the same time, a icy voice resounded in all directions!

"Just because of you three sinful scumbags? You should all die today!"