Fighting Against An Eternal Real God

"Die, boy!"

An angry roar spread across the universe. Real God Xue Wu, who was giving out a soaring aura, had an ancient silver hammer in his hand.

A silver hammer looked just as huge as a mountain and it was unusually heavy.

Real God Xue Wu held the hammer with one hand and he revealed himself in silver armor. He turned into an unrivaled warrior and pierced through the air before him to charge against Jian Wushuang directly.

Jian Wushuang put his divine power to full play too as light shimmered in his eyes.

"I'd like to see just how strong an Eternal Real God is!"

With boundless excitement, Jian Wushuang plunged forward too.

Two flowing lights collided instantly head-on.

To meet force with force!

"One Stroke of No Regrets!"

Hong!

A soaring sword intention that seemed to remain until death instantly swept out. It was as though it was going to break heavens.

The void became still and cold.