Chapter 1693 The Iron Killing God Is so Powerful that the War Is About to Begin

Wherever the Ice Soul Snow Essence Sword passed, the space cracked and then froze instantly.

Everyone felt the cold feeling of freezing, as if their souls were frozen and their thoughts were stagnant. They couldn't help but marvel!

"What a powerful freezing law!"

"I heard that the Son of God Han Che is a sixth-grade Nascent Soul, and his freezing laws are extremely condensed. The probability of reaching the top and becoming a god is extremely high. When I saw him today, he is really powerful!"

"Son of Hanche, destroy this four-legged, hairy beast!"

"Son of Hanche, come on! We love you!"

Those male monks were a little better, just cheering in their hearts, while Princess Hongyi and other little fangirls were shouting crazily, and they were all so excited that they seemed to faint.

"Haha, hubby, you don't have as many female fans as he does!"

Zhao Xueqing conveyed her voice with a teasing spirit, but she was actually quite proud and proud at heart.

Jiang Tian's status, even his cultivation strength, and his talent are just one step ahead of God Son Han Che?

It can be said that God Son Hanche is not worthy of carrying Jiang Tian's shoes.

But Jiang Tian does not have so many female fans.

This is not because Jiang Tian is unattractive, but because he keeps a clean mind and deliberately keeps a distance from many female cultivators. These female nuns couldn't get close to them, and naturally they couldn't have any daydreams or charming thoughts. They were all strangled in the cradle.

For example, God Son Hanche invites Princess Hongyi to chat on the flying boat, which is seduction.

"Hey. Your husband is ordinary, but he is not as charming as Hanche Shenzi!"

Jiang Tian squeezed Zhao Xueqing's little hand and sent a message with his spiritual consciousness.

The two people's spiritual consciousness communicated very quickly, and their thoughts were connected. It was just a snap of a finger, but the confrontation between Han Che and Tie Sha in the field had already come to an end.

Just listen to a "clang" explosion.

Han Che's nine ice soul and snow spirit swords shattered instantly, and fragments of the endless law flew across the sky.

However, the power of Tie Sha's punch did not weaken at all. Instead, it was faster, fierce and domineering, like a huge meteor hitting the sky, with a devastating force.

Under this huge fist, God Son Hanche was like an egg under Mount Tai, looking so small and fragile.

Facing the terrifying punch, Han Che's face changed slightly. At this time, it was impossible to break the punch or dodge it.

"The Shield of Coldness is frozen thousands of miles away!"

God Son Hanche looked up to the sky and roared, and the Nascent Soul in his body also made the same sound. His eyes flashed with determination, and he spurted out a mouthful of his life essence and blood.

This essence and blood is the color of ice and snow, crystal clear, exuding a hint of chill, freezing through the space, instantly coming out of the body, turning into fragments of the frozen avenue.

Bang! A loud bang!

A huge shield with a radius of about 10 kilometers was formed in the air, trying to block Iron Kill's punch.

This shield is overflowing with cold air and covered with frost, as if it were carved from a piece of cold jade from an iceberg that has lasted for thousands of years, but in fact it is composed of the supreme condensed law of freezing. It is extremely tough and freezes the space.

"God Son Hanche burned the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul and worked hard!"

At this moment, Elder Pan and others became nervous and clenched their fists.

"I will definitely be able to withstand it! Huh! How can this mere iron kill compare to my son of God?"

Princess Hongyi secretly comforted herself by thinking, cheering up.

However, the truth is extremely cruel.

Bang! A sound.

The "frozen shield" suddenly shattered as if it were made of tofu.

Many space fragments were flying messily. Several monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul around them were cut into two pieces and died instantly after just touching a few space fragments.

The power of space debris is terrifying.

The Son of God Hanche was punched dozens of miles away and embedded deeply into the sand, leaving a thin passage.

During this process, countless crisp and sweet fracture sounds were heard. Hanche Godson's body was broken into countless pieces, blood flowed like a fountain, and his mouth was opened wide and he vomited blood.

"What?"

"The power of one punch is so terrifying!"

"Is the Iron Killing God so powerful?"

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

"This, how is this possible!"

Especially Princess Hongyi, she felt as if her world view had collapsed.

The God-Lord Hanche, who is said to be invincible and defying the heavens, with stunning talents and stunning beauty, is actually not an iron-killing general?

This iron kill is too strong!

"Son of Hanche, are you okay?"

Princess Hongyi's eyes were concerned and pitiful. She wanted to rescue Han Che, but she didn't dare.

The Iron Killer God crushed the entire action team with one punch. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Iron Killer God completely had the upper hand. Just as he said, he alone was enough to deal with all the human monks present. The disciples and followers behind him were not able to do anything at all. Need hands on.

There was no response for a long time in the "hole" where the Son of God Hanche was.

After a moment, there was a muffled bang.

The Son of God Hanche flew out.

But at this moment, he was covered in blood, his clothes were ragged, and his hair was disheveled. He was miserable and embarrassed. What was even more frightening was that his cultivation level actually fell from the half-step of becoming a god to the Yuanying. This meant that the Iron Killing God Lord's punch had just broken the The spiritual fetus, the Nascent Soul that seriously injured his half-step god!

"fear!"

"horrible!"

At this moment, everyone was so shocked that they almost went crazy.

"We are far outmatched. Alas, we still underestimated the demon clan. We didn't even see the Scorpio God King, but we only encountered someone who was slightly less powerful than Scorpio. We are completely invincible!" Pan The elders were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their hearts almost exploded, they were trembling and trembling.

"Hanche, you are no match for me. What crime do you deserve if you offended me today?"

The Iron Killer God sneered and asked, then showed a hint of teasing and ridicule, and said contemptuously: "If not, will you follow me to my wolf palace lair and be my plaything?"

The face of God Son Hanche was cold, and he was in a dilemma for a moment.

He is not willing to fail.

However, he also understood that he was by no means a match for the Iron Killing God Lord.

But if we run away, can we escape?

suddenly. A message jade medal flashed on his waist.

God Son Hanche's consciousness swept away, his face suddenly turned contemptuous, and he snorted: "I just got the news that several great gods from our Demon Slaying Justice League, including Ganghuo, Guiming, Green Miasma, and Step Sword, have arrived in person. , Unexpectedly, even with their combined efforts to encircle and kill him, the Scorpio God Lord would not be able to stop him for a long time.”

"You must make things difficult for me instead of running away before they arrive!"

When he heard the name of the Great God Lord such as "Ganghuo", the Iron Killer God Lord's expression changed slightly. After a quick sweep of his consciousness, he confirmed that it was not an empty talk, and his expression changed again.

"Haha. I was just sparring with brother Han Che, and I didn't mean to kill you. At this time, the sparring is over, and I will naturally take my leave!"

The Iron Killer God Lord is also a man who roams the planet and kills people everywhere. He has survived thousands of battles. He naturally understands the principle of judging the situation and once he is defeated, he immediately travels thousands of miles to preserve his strength.

Lord Hanche wanted to tease him a few words at this moment, but he didn't dare.

After all, if the Iron Killing God wanted to kill him, it really wouldn't take much effort. Maybe he could do it with just ten fingers.

There was no need for him to lose his life just because of his quick words.

The Iron Killing God Lord glanced at the several wolf demon cultivators behind him without leaving a trace, and said quietly: "Take our rations with you and leave!"