Chapter 4369 The Tyrant’s Decision to Kill the God

"How is this possible? The angry sword of my tyrant only cut off a trace of blood on his arm. He is a human body, and what I hold in my hand is the most powerful sword in the underworld!"

Looking at Long Huang who was only slightly injured in front of him, the tyrant was stunned.

Scarlet Hong also looked shocked. Although she had attached herself to the sword just now, she did not cooperate with the master.

But even without the blessing of her power, it's impossible to just chop off the opponent's arm with a little bloodshot, right?

She could see clearly that Long Huang's arm was not protected by any defensive weapon and was blocked by pure physical strength.

In this case, the other party is most likely to be a god.

It seems right, Long Huang is a ghost.

"Master, Long Huang is indeed a god. Should we retreat first and come back to fight him when we are ready?"

Crimson's intuition told her that it was irrational to fight a god. Even as powerful as the master, it was impossible to defeat the god in one go. She had to retreat first so that she could have a chance.

"What a joke! My tyrant never retreats. If he is a god, then I will kill the god today!"

The tyrant responded arrogantly, without any thought of retreating.

Hong Hong was helpless, her master refused to retreat, so she could only risk her life to accompany him.

On the other side, Long Huang was still staring at his hands. He still felt like he was dreaming. In this dream, his strength reached a point where no one could match him. Even the Ghost Emperor, who was known as the strongest, could not kill him.

Snapped!

Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

The sound is very loud.

This move frightened the tyrant who was about to attack again. He thought Long Huang was casting some spell.

It's just that this technique is too weird, why do you want to slap yourself in the face?

It must have hurt because it was so loud just now.

"Master, why did he slap himself?"

Crimson is young and cannot understand.

"Perhaps all gods have strange habits. In short, we cannot take it lightly and must be cautious."

The tyrant took a few steps back and said.

He first distanced himself from Long Huang to prevent himself from getting too close and within the attack range of the opponent's spells.

"ah!"

This slap was very hard, and he hadn't used magic to bless his face.

So the whole half of his face was swollen.

But he was very happy, extremely happy, ten thousand times happier than when he was made emperor by the Lord of the Netherworld.

"It hurts. I can feel the pain. That means I'm not dreaming now. I'm in reality. And I really have the power to be as powerful as the tyrant Ghost Emperor. Am I really a god? Or maybe I just lack a godhead." Can you become a god?"

The corners of his mouth raised exaggeratedly. At this moment, he felt that he was invincible.

It's just a pity. If he could have discovered that he was so powerful earlier, maybe the position of Lord of the Netherworld would be his.

"Forget it, the Lord of the Netherworld values ​​me so much and treats me very well, so I won't take his place."

Shaking his head, Long Huang muttered to himself.

"It's over. This guy has completely swelled up. He's so happy that he almost forgot his last name."

The Immortal Emperor of Chaos sighed. He knew how happy Long Huang was now and how desperate he would be when the truth came out.

"Master, it seems that it was not a magic trick, he just gave himself a slap in the face."

Crimson looked at it for a long time and found no danger.

"Well, it's possible that this is just Long Huang's personal bad taste."

The tyrant Ghost Emperor didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say this.

"You are ready to resonate with my power and fight with God. I can no longer hold back."

He whispered.

Decided to strike preemptively.

"Okay, my power is already on standby. Master can just use my power at will."

Crimson replied.

"Exploding sword energy!"

The tyrant Ghost Emperor raised his sword with both hands and slashed forward with force.

Uh-huh!

A jet-black sword energy tore through the air, leaping toward Long Huang like a black snake.

In the darkness, Lin Tianyou had been paying attention to the tyrant and saw that he was attacking again, and this time the attack was more terrifying than before.

He only hoped that Long Huang could use his body skills to dodge, so that he could use illusions to attack in the dark.

But Lin Tianyou still had too good thoughts. This Long Huang had grown to the extreme. He thought he was invincible, but he didn't even pay attention to the sword energy coming at him.

Choose to bear it physically.

"This bastard, you want to exhaust yourself to death?"

Lin Tianyou secretly cursed Long Huang, quickly circulated the ghost energy in his body, and punched out.

boom!

A mushroom cloud rose from the center of the collision of forces.

The shock wave rushed all living creatures within a dozen kilometers into the distance.

Fortunately, this is a holy land. If it were in another place, the impact would probably cause the earth's crust to break.

The Chaos Immortal Emperor relied on his Chaos-level defensive treasure to stay safely in place with the Blue Ghost Emperor. The Blue Ghost Emperor's eyes widened with fear. He could not believe that such an attack would hit him. , what a miserable situation that would be.

"Master, this is a holy land. There is no ghost energy to replenish it. The sword just now consumed too much power. I'm afraid I won't be able to use the explosive sword energy continuously."

Crimson hurriedly warned.

If this sword has not defeated Long Huang, then you really need to consider whether to retreat first.

The tyrant did not speak. It did consume a lot of his strength just now, but he felt that his sword should have struck Long Huang.

Sure enough, after the smoke dissipated, he saw Long Huang kneeling on one knee a hundred meters away. The clothes on his body were torn by the sword energy, and there were blood marks, as if he had been beaten with a whip. It was very... miserable.

"Damn it, I got a little carried away. I actually used my body to withstand the tyrant's attack. He is the strongest ghost emperor no matter what. If I continue to be so arrogant, I'm afraid I will lose."

Long Huang looked at the bottomless sword trench in front of him with fear on his face. For a moment, he thought he was going to die.

In the darkness, Lin Tianyou waved his hand. He knew that the tyrant was very powerful, but in this battle, he found that if he did not use the Jue Tian Sword, he might only be able to draw with the tyrant.

After all, his godhood is now sealed, and he cannot rely on the power of God, so he can only fight with him using the way of the sword.

"Long Huang, I have to say that you are really powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you were still injured in the face of my attack, which shows that even if you are a ghost or a god, you are not my opponent!"

The tyrant Ghost Emperor proudly stepped forward. The wounds on the opponent's body gave him hope of killing the god.

"Tyrant, don't be proud. I just stood there and didn't move, and that's why you hurt me. If I use magic, I'm afraid your sword won't even be able to touch me."

Standing up from the ground, Longhuang Ghost Emperor looked extremely gloomy.

This time, he decided not to stand around and accept the attack, but to use magic to defeat the strongest ghost emperor.