Xue Xuan stretched out three fingers.

"I'll count three times."

"If you don't hand over, you'll die."

"three……"

Slam.

Xue Xuan's voice rang.

It's like the countdown to death.

It resounded clearly in the ears of everyone in the Martial God clan.

Xue Xuan raised the corner of his mouth: "Two!"

The entire Wushen City was silent.

It seems as if waiting for the arrival of death.

Xue Xuan's face suddenly became extremely cold: "Yi!"

The moment the words fell.

I saw that Xue Xuan suddenly sucked and unimaginable terrifying blood on his fingertips.

This blood quickly formed a huge river of blood.

With his command, he rebuked him down.

"If you don't want to hand over, then go to die!"

The blood river roared down.

It seemed that in an instant, the entire Martial God City could be transformed into a sea of ​​corpses and blood!

But at this moment.

A brilliant golden light suddenly burst out from the Martial God City.

A towering figure stood under the river of blood.

The huge golden palm print was covered with severe pressure.

It actually fluttered the blood river.

Gradually, a figure that was extremely vicissitudes of life seemed to be extremely majestic standing between the heaven and earth.

"Do you really think I'm dead?"

"I am still here, so I can't tolerate you and hurt the members of the Martial God clan!"

Xue Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally fell on the figure in a joke.

"So it's... General Kuiba of the Martial God!"
Chapter completed!