The sharp sword light slashed a terrifying space crack and headed straight for his head.

Yu Wensheng, who teleported here, instinctively turned his head to avoid in fear. The flowing formations on his robes withstood most of the space crack attack power and the force of the palm wind. However, his combat helmet was still struck by the sudden sword light.

It was chopped into pieces, but fortunately it did not cause fatal damage to him.

The helmet cracked, and his long snow-white hair fell loose.

Yu Wensheng, who was wearing a light blue robe, looked increasingly weird and mysterious. His extraordinary temperament made him look like an immortal descended into the world. In addition, his left hand was slightly raised like an orchid finger, and in such a fierce battle environment, he still looked like a ghost.

It is as free from dust as a virtual existence, and the wind of immortality is refreshing.

The God of War who attacked him couldn't help but froze for a moment, was he dreaming?

"Bold!" Yu Wensheng shouted softly, like thunder in the sky.

The God of War had just recovered from his extremely brief state of trance, but suddenly he felt his whole body shrinking, as if his body had been drained, and all his strength disappeared in an instant.

Then, the violent contraction of his internal organs made his whole body tremble involuntarily.

Plop!

"ah……"

This god of war lay straight on his back like a patient suffering from a sudden epileptic seizure. Then he twitched and spurted blood from his seven orifices, screaming in pain and screaming.
Chapter completed!