My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 5001 Even if God comes!

"Xiao Chen! You're not dead!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the figure of the person coming.

The bloody battlefield was destroyed, how could Xiao Chen still be alive?
  "You have worked hard!"

Xiao Chen's tone was extremely calm, but deep inside, he was full of hatred.

He just entered the bloody battlefield, the God of War Alliance was almost destroyed, and Jian Qingyun almost died together with the enemy.

Looking at Jian Qingyun's white hair and looking at the injuries of others.

He only wants to do one thing now, and that is to kill!
  Merciless killing!
  He first looked at the people from the Wei tribe who were rushing over, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Yin Xiang.

"I thought that if I didn't take things too far, you wouldn't kill them all. Now I realize that I was wrong. You guys really can't be called human beings, no matter how forbearing or how hard I am. Kindness will be rewarded by your ruthless revenge!

If so, then kill! "

Xiao Chen was extremely furious at this time.

Underneath his seemingly calm expression, there was a monstrous murderous intent.

At this moment, his face was as dark as night, and his eyes flashed with a cold and sharp light like a sword.

His heart was like an ocean ravaged by strong winds, with turbulent waves and angry flames burning in his chest. His hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging out, as if he was suppressing the endless anger deep in his heart.

It was the pain of someone close to him being hurt, a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. This pain made the murderous intention in his heart like a meteor in the night sky, cutting through the darkness and shining with sharp light.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing those enemies. His eyes were filled with anger and grief, and the deep pain was like lightning in the dark night, bright and dazzling.

His body was trembling, it was the flame of anger burning, his face became as resolute as a knife cutting an axe, it was the killing intent boiling in his heart.

"Let's do it to you first!"

The evil sword is in hand.

Contains Xiao Chen's endless murderous intention and anger.

Now he is a powerful person in the realm of divine transformation.

His Immortal Mansion was promoted to level 52 after swallowing the bloody battlefield.

His realm is comparable to the third level of divine transformation realm.

His combat power is enough to kill masters of the sixth or even seventh level of the Divine Transformation Realm.

This is just ordinary combat power.

If he cooperates with the martial soul, the king's divine weapon, the war halberd, and fighting spirit, etc., he will only be stronger.

Of course, there's no need for those now.

The only person here who is qualified to make him use all his strength is Bai Jingcheng. The others are not qualified at all.

In the endless silence, a blade of light pierced the sky, like lightning piercing the sky, bright and decisive.

Xiao Chen, like an indifferent killing machine, quietly descended in front of the enemy. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, containing the determination to die.

The knife in his hand seemed to carry endless anger and strong wind, and the blade shone with a sharp cold light. It was a hymn to killing and a tribute to death.

His figure was like the wind, and he disappeared instantly, leaving an afterimage swaying in the air.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the enemy, sword light pouring down like a waterfall. It was a terrifying sword technique. Every sword seemed to split the world, and every sword was filled with endless killing intent.

The enemy seemed so small and helpless in this endless sword light. They could only watch helplessly as the warrior's sword fell again and again, taking away their lives again and again.

Xiao Chen's figure danced on the battlefield, his sword light illuminated the entire darkness, and the enemy's wailing and blood became his best accompaniment.

His eyes were cold and firm, as if in his eyes, there was only the enemy's life and endless killing. "ah--!"

"do not want!"

"Help me—!"

There were shrill screams one after another, and the warriors of the Wei clan fell into a pool of blood one after another.

Finally, when the last enemy fell under the sword of the warrior, Xiao Chen's figure gradually stopped. He stood on the bloody battlefield, facing the endless silence alone.

The blood dripping from his blade was the blood of his enemy and his victory.

At this moment, he is the king on the battlefield, and his sword skills are his kingly way. Everywhere he passes is a place of death.

He is the spokesperson of death, the embodiment of killing, and the warrior among warriors.

The sun was rising, and under the scorching sun, the warriors formed a huge circle in silence.

In the center of the circle, Xiao Chen stood there indifferently. At that moment, the onlookers seemed to feel a fierce killing intent. Even if they were far apart, they could feel the terrifying strength approaching.

Xiao Chen didn't make any move, he just stood there quietly, like a mountain that would never fall. However, the aura on his body swept over him like a violent storm.

The warriors only felt their breaths suffocating, and an unspeakable fear surged in their hearts. It is a kind of awe of absolute strength and fear of unknown territory.

"How strong is he?" This question rang in the hearts of every onlooker.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was like a god and a demon, they only felt that they were as small as ants. Such strength has surpassed their imagination and even their cognition.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and an invisible wave of air spread around him with him as the center. The warriors only felt a powerful force coming towards their faces, and they retreated one after another, with expressions on their faces full of shock and disbelief.

At that moment, they finally understood that Xiao Chen's strength had exceeded their limits and reached a height that they could not reach.

Such strength can no longer be described as "terrible". It is an existence that transcends common sense.

The picture is frozen here, and the figure of the protagonist looks taller and taller in the sunlight. The onlookers were silent, their eyes full of awe and envy.

They understood at this moment that the real strong people are those who can surpass themselves and constantly climb to higher peaks.

I don't know when, this secular Dragon Kingdom War God King has grown into a powerful being that surpasses the elders of the Twelve Ancient Clan.

This kind of thing is really incomprehensible, but we have to accept it.

Bai Jingcheng also looked extremely ugly.

He originally thought that Xiao Chen could not pose any threat to him.

The only thing he fears is the Saint Slayer.

But only seven days had passed. How could Xiao Chen, who was only at the Linghai Grandmaster level, possess such terrifying combat power in one leap.

At the very least, this is also the peak king.

But it is obviously stronger than the peak king.

Xiao Chen did not release all his combat power because it was not necessary. The peak king was enough to deal with those losers from the Kuei clan.

"Hall Master Bai, save me!"

Yin Xiang realized something was wrong and hid behind Bai Jingcheng a long time ago, so he was not dead, but at this time he was so frightened that his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"He can't save you. I want to kill you, even if God comes!"

Xiao Chen looked at Yin Xiang indifferently, his overwhelming murderous intention still not subsided.

(End of this chapter)