Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 448: Thunder Shocks Everyone's Hope Sword Saint Slays God

Although Zhou Ping'er's voice was low, it was like a stabilizing force, steadying the children's shaky hearts.

His words "kill all the monsters" filled the air with an inexplicable sense of security.

Although this sense of security seemed a little shaky in this gloomy parking lot...

Secondary school.

"Lord Sword Saint is mighty!" Lu Yuer couldn't help but shout, breaking the brief silence.

"I told you, if the Sword Saint strikes, I guarantee those monsters will cry for their parents!"

Chen Han'er also nodded in agreement, a fangirl smile on her face: "Of course! Sword Saint Zhou is the face of our Great Xia. A single sword strike can chill the nineteen states. Those little goblins are nothing!"

She added, "It's a pity that the Sword Saint is injured now. Otherwise, he would definitely beat the crap out of them!"

Zhou Ping'er's mouth twitched slightly as he listened to these slightly exaggerated compliments. He endured the pain in his body and slowly stood up.

"Don't brag, I'm just a little bit better than the average person."

He paused, his tone suddenly becoming serious.

"Besides, there are four more people in Daxia who are as powerful as me."

"It's just that they are all busy with their own things now, so they probably won't come to help me."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the small group, which was originally full of hope, instantly dropped to freezing point.

The children began to sob softly again, as if they saw the end of the world.

Yes, even the Sword Saint needs help from others, so ordinary people like them can only wait for death, right?

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, there was a huge roar above the parking lot, as if the sky was about to fall!

Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw the dim roof of the parking lot.

It was as if it was torn apart, and three huge figures slowly descended.

There were three mysterious figures that were so tall that it was unimaginable, emitting a suffocating light all over their bodies, like three suns falling to the earth.

They were suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a distorted halo of light.

The powerful pressure, like a physical entity, made it hard for everyone to breathe.

Chen Han'er's face turned pale instantly. She muttered to herself, "This...this is a god! And there are three gods!"

"This is bad! No matter how powerful the Sword Saint is, he can't stop the three gods from joining forces!"

"Mom! What are they? They're so scary!" The children huddled together in fear, their cries echoing throughout the parking lot.

Immediately afterwards, deafening explosions rang out one after another, and the entire city began to shake violently, as if some giant beast was wreaking havoc.

The walls began to crack, debris kept falling, and the entire parking lot felt like it was at the center of an earthquake.

Lu Yuer's body began to tremble violently, and he shouted in horror: "What...what is going on? Is this the end of the world?"

Chaos and fear spread among the crowd, and despair was written on everyone's face.

Zhou Ping'er looked at the scene in front of her and clenched her fists tightly.

He took a deep breath, his eyes determined, and slowly took a step out of the garage. At this moment, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Zhou Ping'er limped out of the garage, each step feeling like she was walking on the edge of a knife.

But the expression on his face was extremely firm, like a towering mountain, standing firm.

The children watched his back gradually disappearing.

"Master Sword Saint!" Chen Han'er summoned her courage and shouted, "You...you really want to go?"

Her voice was trembling with a hint of crying.

Zhou Ping'er stopped and looked back at everyone, a bitter smile on her lips: "What else? Waiting to die? Instead of sitting and waiting to die, why not give it a try!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power, as if it could dispel the fear around him.

"But...but they are gods! How can you possibly be their opponent alone?"

Lu Yuer's voice also trembled, with a hint of despair.

"So what if I'm a god?" Zhou Ping'er roared to the heavens, her voice filled with indomitable will and fighting spirit. "As cultivators, why should we fear a battle? Even if we die in battle, we must do it with honor!"

He suddenly turned around, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could see through everything, "You guys wait here, I'll be back soon!"

"Master Sword Saint! Kill them!" Chen Han'er shouted loudly, tears flashing in her eyes, but full of determination.

"Please, save us!" The children also cried out, their voices full of pleading.

"Master Sword Saint, you must come back alive!" Lu Yuer's voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.

Zhou Ping'er didn't say anything else, but nodded silently.

Then he turned around resolutely and walked towards the battlefield full of danger and unknown.

He walked towards the outside of the garage step by step, each step seemed to step on everyone's heart, leaving behind a suspenseful back...

"Slay the God? Haha..."