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"You think you can stop the red ball? You are overestimating yourself!"

Nu Wa saw Zhu Que and Bai Hu rushing towards the red ball without hesitation, and her face was full of sarcasm.

At this time, the two streams of light transformed by Zhu Que and Bai Hu were getting closer and closer to the red ball.

There was a loud bang.

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Two rays of light hit the red ball.

But even with such power, the speed of the red ball was only slightly slowed down.

"Good... Such a strong power, I can't stand it anymore!" Zhu Que said with difficulty.

Bai Hu's face was also flushed, and his bones even made a creaking sound, almost falling apart, but he gritted his teeth and insisted: "I have to stand it even if I can't!"

"Haha!"

Nu Wa sneered, pointed out a ray of light with one hand, and sank into the red ball.

The next moment

Zhuque and Baihu only felt a powerful force dispersing their strength, even shattering their internal organs.

Puff! Puff!

Both beasts vomited two balls of blood mist.

Zhuque's body softened, and he said weakly: "You... must live."

Then he fell down at a high speed.

"Zhuque!"

Baihu wanted to reach out to grab it, but he was also seriously injured. When he reached out, the injuries in his body were affected, and his body softened and fell down.

Without the obstruction of the two beasts, the speed of the red ball continued to increase, and even sparks were rubbed on both sides, rushing towards Jiang Cheng.

"Leader, get out of the way!"

The red-faced ghost shouted.

Jiang Cheng did not move, with the word indifferent on his face.

Seeing this, the red-faced ghost shouted to his father again: "Sir, run, the red ball is coming!"

Father Yang also put his hands behind his back and smiled without saying a word.

The red-faced ghost then looked at Lin Ye and Luo Fan. The two were only ninth-level, but they also had a calm expression on their faces, and even had a confident smile.

"This... what is going on?"

The red-faced ghost was confused and anxious.

When he met Nuwa, the power he was proud of collapsed directly under the attack of the red hydrangea, which also caused him to be subdued by the mountain and river map before he could escape.

So he always had a shadow in his heart about the red hydrangea.

But seeing that several people did not move, he subconsciously wanted to escape alone.

But as soon as the idea came up, he was immediately denied.

"No, now everyone in the City of Dawn is here. If I run away alone, what if these people survive, then wouldn't it be equivalent to betrayal?"

Thinking about it, the red-faced ghost thought again, what if he didn't run away and was crushed to death here?

Although the ghost clan can be resurrected infinitely, this is also under the condition that the core is not destroyed.

In the mountain and river map, he can use the bonus of the mountain and river map to revive continuously, even if the core is destroyed.

But if it were in the real world, it would have been destroyed by Qinglong's move.

Run or not?

The red-faced ghost was in a dilemma.

Soon.

The red ball was less than a hundred meters away from them and was about to hit them.

The red-faced ghost simply gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, let's take a gamble. The leader is so confident, he must have his own confidence."

"The worst that can happen is death."

"Anyway, the ghost tribe is gone, and I, the only male in the ghost tribe, will definitely not be able to find a girl."

Thinking of this, the red-faced ghost faced the red ball calmly, as if he was determined.

On the other side.

Nuwa grinned and said, "Go to hell!"

As she spoke, the red ball had already arrived in front of them.

At the last second before hitting them.

Jiang Cheng punched directly.

No true energy was mobilized, no superpowers were used.

It was an ordinary punch.

"Is the leader crazy?"

The red-faced ghost looked at Jiang Cheng's move and immediately regretted it.

I should have run away.

You hit me with one punch like this, do you think you are the ancestor god?

I guess even the ancestor gods wouldn't dare to do this!

Damn, it's over, my ghost life is over.

I didn't expect that I was still a virgin ghost before I died!

Just when the red-faced ghost was in despair.

A shocking scene happened.

Bang!

Where Jiang Cheng's fist met the red hydrangea, a circle of shock waves spread out to the surroundings.

But it was only a short moment.

The red hydrangea suddenly changed direction and flew backwards in the opposite direction, and the speed of the flight was twice as fast as the speed of the previous collision.

"Give it back to you!"

Jiang Cheng said.

At this moment.

The red-faced ghost was shocked.

Did he see the time?

The leader's ordinary punch knocked the red hydrangea away?

Is this something a human can do?

This is too bizarre!

Even operas don't dare to perform like this!

Not only the red-faced ghost, but also the dying White Tiger and Suzaku who were lying on the ground suddenly opened their eyes wide when they saw the flying red hydrangea.

If they were not seriously injured, they would almost jump up.

White Tiger: "Ahem, Suzaku, I am hallucinating. I actually saw that human punched the red hydrangea away."

Suzaku: "Maybe it's a hallucination before death? I heard from my ancestors that before Suzaku dies, the scene he wants to see the most will appear in front of his eyes."

"Will Suzaku die? Can't you be reborn from the ashes?" White Tiger asked curiously.

"I am Suzaku, not Phoenix. I will emphasize it again before I die!"

As for Yang Lao, Lin Ye, and Luo Fan, although they thought that the leader could easily catch the red hydrangea, they did not expect that it would be so easy.

Just one punch.

It's still the kind that doesn't use real energy and superpowers.

This is too powerful!

"This brat's strength is getting more and more terrifying!" Father Yang muttered to himself.

Except for the shocked people.

The one who couldn't believe it the most was Nuwa.

She looked at her blown balloon, her lips trembling, and she wanted to say something, but it felt stuck in her throat, her eyes widened, and her pupils trembled slightly.

She didn't recover until the red hydrangea flew out of the blue star.

Looking at Jiang Cheng again, she no longer had the arrogance she had before, but only had endless fear.

Is this still a human being?

Even the ancestor gods can't do it!

She is a strong person on the planetary level. Hong Hyangqiu has already touched the power of the planetary level with one blow!

It was Jiang Cheng's voice that brought her back to reality.

"I thought you would give me some surprises, but I didn't expect it was just a bluff. I'm very disappointed. Go to hell."

Hearing these words, Nuwa suddenly came back to her senses, then hurriedly squeezed out the Nuwa sword and shouted: "Ten thousand swords break the sky!"

The words fell.

The body of Nuwa's sword shook.

then.

Countless sword shadows flew out from Nuwa's sword, blooming with blue light in the air.

"Edict!"

Nuwa made sword secrets with her hands, and her fingers pointed out the spiritual light.

With a hiss, the Nuwa sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew into the air.

"Ten thousand swords unite into one!"

Nuwa drank again.

Countless sword shadows in the void converged towards Nuwa Sword again, and the sword became brighter and brighter.

The sky, which was originally daytime, was completely filled with dazzling blue light. Its brightness was even greater than that of the sun.

Zheng——

The sword buzzed, and Nuwa's sword began to emit sword energy that reached the sky, condensing into a giant lightsaber with a diameter of a hundred kilometers.

Finally, Nuwa stepped forward a little, her body merged into the sword light, and shouted: "Behead!"

call out!

She merged with the sword body and turned into sword light.

This sword light surpassed the speed of light and even touched the threshold of time. Wherever the sword passed, the surrounding scenery began to play back. The battle scenes in the past few days turned into scenes of canvas playing around the sword.

If you look at it from the side.

Nuwa seemed to disappear in an instant without leaving even a trace.

Just in this moment.

Jiang Cheng pointed out his finger calmly.

"The first of the three gods-destroying swords."

"Kill the God!"