Peerless War God

In the next moment, with a muffled sound, the head of the evil cultivator leader turned into a pool of blood and fell into the air. It was like a huge watermelon that had been blown into pieces by Chen Xiao's punch.    

Hiss!    

In an instant, a dozen or so sounds of people inhaling cold air rose and fell. It was especially clear on the surface of the vast ocean, and the sounds entered their ears.    

The sudden change of events had been entangled with him for a long time, and he'd fought an opponent that was difficult to distinguish, yet he'd actually been instantly killed by an unfamiliar cultivator that had suddenly appeared with a simple punch.    

Moreover, his opponent was merely at the peak of the Prominent Divine Stage.    

The man with the big sword was a little confused. He looked at the female cultivator with the sword case in a daze. [Could it be that we are all at the peak of the Prominent Divine Stage? Is there a gap between us?]    

He didn't know that this was completely against common sense.    

"This..." The female cultivator of the sword case opened her red lips slightly. It was enough to stuff several eggs into her mouth.    

"What? The leader is dead, how did he die, how did this happen?" Seeing the headless corpse of the evil cultivator's leader fall powerlessly into the sea, the evil cultivators immediately panicked.    

"Even the leader is dead! Hurry and run! If you don't run now, it will be too late!" At this time, an evil cultivator suddenly shouted.    

In the next moment, all of the evil cultivators were scared out of their wits, and turned around to run.    

Seeing this, Xiaolong snapped, "Trying to run? It's too late, what are you waiting for? Kill them!"    

"Ah, brothers, let's go and get rid of the evil." The male cultivator with the greatsword reacted and immediately ordered.    

Immediately, everyone pressed forward together, and the small dragon formation attacked. After another round of intense yet one-sided killing, these dozen over evil cultivators were all killed, leaving behind a bloody color on the surface of the sea, which was especially horrifying.    

Very quickly, everyone finished cleaning up the battlefield.    

"These spoils of war, please accept them. I have no respect for you." The male cultivator with the greatsword came in front of Xiaolong and presented him with the evil cultivator's storage ring.    

These were all spoils of war that he had confiscated.    

If Xiaolong had not intervened in this battle, everyone would have suffered heavy casualties, let alone a complete victory. They did not even dare to think about it.    

The little dragon glanced at them and completely ignored them. He said indifferently, "All of you can keep it. I don't need it."    

"This..." The male cultivator with the greatsword paused on the spot. He looked a little awkward and didn't seem to be good with words.    

However, the female cultivator didn't care at all. She smiled faintly and took a step forward. She cupped her fists at Little Long and said, "I have yet to ask for your great name. We will remember your great kindness."    

"What is your name? Just call me Little... Dragon. That will do." The little dragon spoke subconsciously, but after saying the word 'Little', he felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he paused for a moment.    

This made the two of them misunderstand.    

"Sir Long? This surname is quite special" The female cultivator from the sword box was also surprised.    

Obviously, they hadn't heard of this surname before.    

Rather than calling it a surname, it was more like a random fabrication.    

The male cultivator with the greatsword also understood this feeling, but he didn't expose anything. It could be considered tacitly agreeing. After all, everyone had their own secrets, and there was always some reason to not talk about it. It couldn't be forced.    

"I still have to thank Brother Long for taking action righteously. Otherwise, our lives would be in danger today." The male cultivator said with a deep voice. He was truly grateful.    

"You were lucky to have met him." Lil'Dino said calmly.    

"Yes, yes, yes." The male cultivator with the greatsword replied with a wry smile.    

After a simple conversation, Xiaolong also knew their names. The male cultivator's name was Wu Yang, and the female cultivator's name was Yun Su.    

All the cultivators present here came from a hunting group called the Flood Dragon Hunting Group. Originally, the hunting team's goal was to go out to sea to hunt sea beasts and earn some money after selling them. Now that the war between the two great powers had begun, the trade routes had basically been cut off. This caused the price of many cultivation resources to rise, which was a good opportunity to make a big profit.    

However, opportunities were often accompanied by all kinds of risks.    

This time, the hunting team encountered the Blood Butcher's evil cultivators, and they were almost completely wiped out.    

A moment later, under the escort of a few cultivators, an evil cultivator was captured and escorted to the front of the three people.    

"Captain, this person wanted to say something, but we captured him alive." The cultivator with a scar on his face said with a cruel smile.    

The man was covered in a murderous aura, which made him look even more ferocious. However, in front of Wu Yang and Xiao Long, he was as obedient as a quail.    

In the world of cultivators, strength was everything. No matter how fierce he looked, it was useless to scare people.    

"You promised me that as long as I tell you the secret, you will let me live. Otherwise, I won't say a word." The captured evil cultivator struggled with all his might, his face covered in blood.    

He tried his best, but it was useless.    

The cultivators who were able to survive in the West Ocean were all decisive people. How could they be soft-hearted? Wu Yang let out a hollow laugh and said, "It's not up to you."    

"If you don't agree to my condition, why should I say it? Hmph, don't even think about saying half a word to me." The evil cultivator who was caught said with a stern expression.    

It seemed like he wasn't someone easy to get along with.    

That was right. Those who could become evil cultivators were all scum and villains who killed without blinking their eyes. They were a group of people whose heads were stuck on their belts. How could they care about such a small threat?    

Slap!    

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the female cultivator Yun Su raise her right hand high and slap the evil cultivator's face.    

In an instant, five red finger marks were left on the evil cultivator's face. Half of the evil cultivator's face immediately swelled up.    

"Now that your life is in our hands, it's not up to you to bargain." Yun Su said coldly. Her tone was filled with killing intent.    

This killing intent was not concealed in her eyes at all. She wished that she could kill all the evil cultivators in the world. It was extremely hateful.    

When she recalled that a few cultivators had died at the hands of these evil cultivators, her murderous intent became even more unbearable.    

However, even so, the evil cultivators did not mind.    

The evil cultivator slowly raised his head and completely ignored the slap. He even grinned and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. With a fierce smile, he looked like a devil. "If you have the ability, then kill me. If that's the case... You will never be able to obtain this secret. "    

It was obvious that this evil cultivator was not afraid of death at all. He viewed life and death as ordinary. This kind of person was the most terrifying and also the most difficult to deal with.    

There was only one way to deal with this kind of person, and that was to completely eliminate him from the physical body.    

It was absolutely impossible to threaten him.    

How could a vicious and vicious person who didn't even care about life and death be afraid of being threatened?    

Wu Yang and Yun Su looked at each other and were somewhat at a loss for what to do. Other than killing him, there was really no other way. It was impossible to let him go.    

If he did so, it would be a shame to the person who died in battle just now.    

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