A beam of sword energy piercing heaven and earth fell from Li Wenchan's sword.
"Chi la¡ª¡ª"
This sword energy was extremely sharp and dazzling, and the surrounding mist spread out like a tide, forming a vacuum zone.
This piercing sword, like a knife cutting butter, directly split the attack of the White Snake God, and slashed across its neck and body, falling down.
"Aw!"
The White Snake God let out a heart-piercing roar.
Its huge body was split into two with the sword energy passing by, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror.
"Boom!"
The 100-meter-long body fell from mid-air and hit the ground. The huge impact directly caused the ground to sink deeply, forming a huge deep pit, and the cracks were densely covered like spider webs.
This nearly indestructible White Snake God, which can't even be hurt by missiles, was beheaded by Li Wenchan with a single sword!
How amazing is this?
"It turns out that this is where his confidence lies. No wonder he dares to be so confident."
Shen Yizhou took a deep breath, "It's just that this kind of swordsmanship is no longer a mortal's move, but an immortal's method? Could it be that he, like Shenyue, has received some kind of ancient inheritance?"
Luo Shenyue, the leader of the God Sect, is a peerless beauty, and is also a first-rank grand master at a young age.
On the one hand, it is her amazing talent, on the other hand, it is also some unknown secrets.
He vaguely felt that Li Wenchan and Luo Shenyue might be the same kind of person!
The remaining Southeast Asian masters were even more terrified. The power displayed by Li Wenchan was like a god.
Only the gods can be so powerful, right?
"Grandmaster, please accept my worship!"
Old leader Ning paid homage in court.
As a powerhouse of the second rank and the leader of the Green Gang, he is usually a proud person, but now, the power displayed by Li Wenchan convinced him.
A feeling of reverence from the heart welled up in my heart.
"With one's own strength, turn the tide. This kind of pride is just a man and a hero." Ning Huaying was like a little girl who met an idol, her eyes sparkled.
In the past, she also thought that Zheng Hua was a dragon and a phoenix, but now she realized that she was short-sighted.
Compared with Li Wenchan, what is Zheng Hua, the son of the King of Thailand, worth?
The gap between the two is like a world of difference.
"Thank you, Great Master, for saving your life. Liu Yuanfei will definitely remember it in his heart. According to the agreement, I am willing to serve Grand Master for thirty years."
Ape King Liu Sarutobi said respectfully.
These words he said at this time came from the bottom of his heart. He originally thought that he would die today, but who would have thought that Li Wenchan would have such earth-shattering strength.
Based on the power of Li Wenchan's sword, Liu Yuanfei can conclude that this is definitely not something that ordinary first-rank great masters can do.
"This kind of power is enough to be invincible. Even if a first-rank grand master encounters it, he will retreat far away, right?"
He was extremely admired in his heart.
At the same time, there is a premonition that if he can follow someone like Li Wenchan and work for Li Wenchan, there will be great benefits in the future.
Ever since he became a master, his martial arts cultivation has basically stagnated. Now in Li Wenchan's body, he sees the possibility of going further.
"Good."
Li Wenchan nodded, there is a master who works for him, and there will be some things in the future, so he doesn't have to do it himself.
At this time, his eyes turned to the high priest and the others.
"Grandmaster, please spare your life."
Those Southeast Asian masters were terrified and fell to their knees one by one, begging for Li Wenchan's forgiveness.
As for the high priest and others, they looked like mourners, their faces ashes.
This White Snake God is a descendant of Zhulong, and is the current patron saint of the ancient Wu clan.
Even such a powerful White Snake God was killed by Li Wenchan's sword, what troubles can their ancient witch clan make?
"I've calculated thousands of times, but I haven't figured out that there will be such an anomalous existence as you."
The high priest smiled miserably, and his voice was full of strong reluctance, "My death today is not a crime of war!"
Without Li Wenchan, his plan would definitely be successful.
? First use the dragon blood fruit to help the White Snake get promoted, and then use the soul-hunting technique to control the high-level leaders of Southeast Asian countries and start a war against China.?
Once that time comes, the Western world will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble, and Huaguo will be dragged into the quagmire of war and deeply involved.
Unfortunately, the appearance of Li Wenchan broke everything.
In the face of absolute strength, all his schemes and tricks have become nothing.
Old gang leader Ning and others also deeply agreed.
If there is no Li Wenchan, everything will be rewritten.
This kind of feeling is quite a sense of sight of "Ji Shengyu, He Shengliang".
"Forget it, since I lost, I also admit it. I only ask for one thing. The other members of my ancient Wu clan have nothing to do with this matter. Can you let them go?"
In the end, the high priest asked Li Wenchan to show mercy.
"Non-my family, its heart must be different."
Li Wenchan just spit out the eight words indifferently.
He is a descendant of Yan and Huang, and in the eyes of the ancient Wu tribe, he is a sworn enemy. Even if the high priest dies this time, other ancient Wu tribes may give birth to a second and third high priest.
If Li Wenchan didn't kill them, would they let go of their hatred?
To cut weeds, we must get rid of the roots.
He is not afraid that the ancient Wu people will retaliate against him, but what if he retaliates against his family and friends?
"As long as you let them go, I am willing to hand over the cultivation method of my witch clan. At the same time, I will make them swear in the name of the candle dragon god that they will not step out of this place for the rest of their lives!"
The high priest gritted his teeth.
"Oh? What kind of cultivation method do you think can catch my eyes?" Li Wenchan sneered.
He doesn't care even if it is the method of cultivating the spiritual power of the high priest.
Mental strength is too weak for him, and it is useless to learn it.
"Then if it's a method of cultivating divine thoughts, don't you think so?"
"Divine thoughts?"
Li Wenchan's eyes flashed, divine thoughts are a collection of spiritual power, and their power is far greater than spiritual power.
Seeing that Li Wenchan seemed to be interested, the high priest hurriedly said: "The soul-absorbing and soul-killing techniques I have mastered all come from a technique called 'Massacre of Gods', but I am not good at learning, and I haven't done it yet. It can cultivate spiritual power to the level of divine thoughts."
Once the spiritual power enters the level of divine thoughts.
It's like a master of martial arts, stepping from the mortal realm to the heavenly realm, there is a completely new change.
"If it is really the method of divine thoughts, I can spare the lives of your people, and I can even keep your life, but I will plant a star-burning fire in your body, so that you will live forever, and you will not be able to betray I."
Li Wenchan thought about it and changed his mind.
For this high priest, keeping it is more valuable than killing it.
Afterwards, the high priest fetched the 'Massacre Divine Law' and handed it over to Li Wenchan.
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