Chapter 972: Hatred

The two people who had been feuding for a long time finally stood in front of each other for the first time.

Both sides wanted to kill each other first, but when it really came to this moment, the two did not rush to do it.

Han Xu needed time to adjust his breath. Although the Witch God was seriously injured and lost the big killer of the Witch God Temple, his realm was still higher than Han Xu.

The Witch God needed time to recover as much as possible from his injuries. He knew that Han Xu on the opposite side was no longer the ant that could be crushed to death with one finger. Since the other party stood in front of him, he must have the capital to compete with him.

He had already regarded Han Xu as an opponent who could threaten him.

"I didn't expect that you could come to the Three Thousand Worlds in such a short time. If I had known this, I should have spent some effort to kill you when you were in the lower world." The Witch God looked at Han Xu and said, his tone was sincere, because he really regretted it.

If he could kill Han Xu earlier, he would still be the top god in the Ksitigarbha Realm with unlimited glory.

"You should indeed regret it." Han Xu said, "But the cause and effect between you and me is deep. Today, it's either you or I who will die."

"With you, how long have you been in the Three Thousand Worlds? Have you broken through the realm of the Great God?" Wu Shen said, "Even if I am seriously injured, I am still a Great God of the Sixth Heaven. What can you use to fight me?"

When he said the latter, his expression became crazy, and his divine power fluctuated violently. Layers of black light circles rose from under his feet, and then exploded around like lightning.

However, just when his momentum was about to gather to the peak, Han Xu drew his sword.

A flash of sword light was like a meteor that cut through the night sky. The divine sword was like lightning, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, directly taking the head of the Wu Shen.

Feeling the fluctuation of Han Xu's divine power, Wu Shen's face changed. Han Xu's realm had actually reached the realm of the Great God of the Fifth Heaven, which was simply incredible.

"Fifth Heaven!" Wu Shen took out a divine staff, which was the artifact he usually used.

The divine power of the Ksitigarbha Realm emanated from the divine staff, intertwined with Han Xu's sword energy, eroding each other, and finally annihilated at the same time.

Han Xu and Wu Shen were both very surprised. Han Xu was surprised that Wu Shen was already seriously injured, but he could still burst out such a strong force, and Wu Shen was surprised that Han Xu could fight against him, who was in the sixth heaven, with the fifth heaven realm.

Although he was seriously injured, there was an insurmountable gap between each heaven realm of the divine realm. Normally, even if Wu Shen was seriously injured, he should still have an overwhelming advantage against the fifth heaven cultivator.

Because after the divine realm, every time you upgrade a realm, the nature of the divine power will change, becoming more condensed and more powerful, and containing more rule power.

But Han Xu's sword energy gave Wu Shen the feeling that it was no weaker than that of an ordinary sixth heaven great god.

Things like defeating the strong with the weak are very common in small worlds, but it is almost impossible to happen in the three thousand worlds.

The reason why Han Xu can do this is because his skills and divine power are extremely special. According to Han Xu's own guess, his divine power in the strongest state should not belong to any of the eight realms.

But this is his biggest secret, and also his biggest trump card. It must not be easily exposed until the critical moment.

Feeling the threat brought by Han Xu, Wu Shen knew that he could not be careless, otherwise he would be damaged here. So, he fully opened his divine power, and the divine power of the Ksitigarbha Realm spread through the Wu Shen Staff in his hand, and immediately spread around.

For a time, Han Xu felt all kinds of negative and cold auras rushing towards him, trying to get into his body.

Once the divine power of the Ksitigarbha Realm enters the body, it will fall into endless fear and pain, and less than 30% of the 100% strength can be used.

Han Xu clenched the Ziwei Divine Sword, and the brilliant sword energy split all obstacles, and cut a path in the Ksitigarbha Realm divine power like thick ink.

His body movement was extremely fast, and Wu Shenzhi felt a gust of wind passing by him, and he secretly cried out in his heart that it was bad.

When he realized that something was wrong, Han Xu was already standing behind him. He still maintained the posture of thrusting forward, and a string of blood beads gently dripped from the stretched Ziwei Sword.

The blood beads fell to the ground, and it sounded so harsh in this silent space that the Wu God seemed to hear the sound of his own life passing away.

The memories of this life were quickly replayed in his mind. The little boy who was bullied in the small world finally grew up step by step into a cold-blooded and ruthless demon. Along the way, his hands were stained with blood countless times.

He had heard many enemies who died in his hands say that one day he would also suffer retribution. He didn't believe it before, but today he couldn't help but believe it.

The retribution of Wu Jiu was here, and that was Han Xu, who had grown from an ant in the small world to a fifth-level god who could kill him in just a few years.

The Witch God wanted to say something, but Han Xu turned around and made a move. The Witch God saw the sword light of the Purple Star Sword flashing in front of his eyes. On the blade of the sword, he saw his unwilling eyes.

Then, his world turned dark.

Han Xu watched the head of the Witch God fall to the ground, rolling several times and then stopping powerlessly. He stretched out his hand, and the divine power surged out. The body and head of the Witch God turned into powder in Han Xu's divine power.

So far, the mountain that has been pressing on Han Xu's head since the small world has finally been destroyed by his own hands. After the death of the Witch God, I believe that no one else will try to destroy the three realms.

The remaining thing is the struggle between Han Xu and the strong men of the three thousand worlds for the inheritance of the Purple Star Sword Master. This matter only involves individuals and will not involve the small world.

So, watching the Witch God being annihilated in front of him, Han Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and from then on he had no worries.

Of course, Han Xu took away the long staff in the Witch God's hand. After all, it was a divine weapon used by a top-level sixth-level god. Needless to say, the quality was naturally good, and occasionally he had to feed the system some good stuff.

This time, the success of killing the Witch God was due to Han Xu's previous calculations. If the other three gods had not fought with the Witch God first and destroyed his Witch God Temple, it would be difficult for Han Xu to kill the Witch God, and he might even suffer a loss from the powerful artifact of the Witch God Temple.

Moreover, the Witch God, who was seriously injured, was unable to fully exert his strength, so when he was finally killed by Han Xu, he showed such an unwilling look.

Although there were no people around, the noise caused by the fight just now was still a bit loud, and it was probably felt thousands of miles away, so Han Xu did not intend to stay.

But just when he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked behind him vigilantly.

Bai Tao appeared from the darkness. He grinned and said, "I found you, Han Xu."