The Strongest War God-Chapter 1711: Unlucky Siblings

Braydon Neal killed Serge Gasquet and gained 2.5 billion points.

He turned around to look for other opponents!

Slowly, the entire trial world was enveloped by the nameless person’s demonic might.

The one originally ranked fifth on the trial board was Jocko Wemyss, and fourth was Layo Achilleos.

They were all killed by someone.

The difference in strength between the two of them was not big.

They were all existences at the fourth level of the path-returning realm.

It could be said that they were all extremely powerful and had already entered the path-returning realm before the competition.

Braydon used his terrifying power to kill the two of them.

He obtained 3 billion and 3.5 billion points respectively.

Roughly 6.5 billion points!

Adding on his original points, it instantly broke through 10 billion points, reaching an astonishing 13 billion.

Nameless had become a giant on the rankings.

That terrifying amount of points made everyone feel despair.

According to the rules, killing tens of thousands of eternal beasts wouldn’t be able to catch up to his points.

Braydon’s stunning performance had long attracted the attention of outsiders.

On top of a cold pond, there was a young man with his upper body bare.

His entire body was covered in dense scars, and he had an aggressive beastly aura.

Even ordinary path-returning realm demon beasts did not dare to approach him!

Sagan Lazenby, the original top ranker of the trial board!

Samara Lazenby’s brother had been meditating on a stone tablet in the cold pond for almost half a year.

Samara came looking for him, and she cried out pitifully, "Sagan!"

"Samara, what’s wrong?"

The young man got up and put on his robe.

He opened his eyes and frowned. "What happened to your points?"

"I was killed. Sob, sob, sob. That guy is so cruel. He chopped off my head with one slash!" Samara felt extremely wronged.

Other than her brother, she had never seen such a cruel boy.

The moment they met, he had tricked her into signing a contract, then turned around and chopped off her head, saying that if she lost, she would be a servant in the future.

Sagan was furious, and a black dragon appeared in the cold pond.

The hill-like dragon head coincidentally allowed Sagan to stand on it.

This was a path-returning realm demon beast!

Moreover, it was a mount that Sagan had subdued!

"Come up and bring me to him!" Sagan wanted revenge.

It just so happened that it would rain that night.

When he was in a bad mood, the rain added to it.

He didn’t know that there was an iron fool who had arrived.

His eyes were filled with a thieving light as he looked at the black dragon under his feet and actually dared to drool.

"You little eternal trash dare to covet my mount? Scram!" Sagan did not even have the desire to make a move.

The simple-minded young man stood in front of him, holding two swords in his hands.

He said seriously, "This road is opened by me. This tree was planted by me. If you want to cross this road, leave behind money to buy it!"

"What’s this? Robbery?" Sagan was furious.

The robber was aiming at him.

In the entire trial world, which idiot would come to rob him?

He, Sagan, had dominated the trial board for nearly a year.

Who would dare to provoke him?

Was this eternal fool trying to be funny?

"If you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish!" Sagan said coldly.

Swoosh! He raised his hand and released his terrifying aura.

Sixth level of the path-returning realm!

In the trial world, this cultivation base was indeed an existence that could sweep through everything.

Furthermore, Sagan was only at the fourth level of the path-returning realm before he entered, but he had already killed a sixth level path-returning demon beast.

Now, he was at the sixth level of the path-returning realm!

One could imagine that he would definitely be able to kill a demon beast that was one or two minor realms higher than him.

His combat strength could not be underestimated.

"Path returning?" The little fool blinked and asked suspiciously.

"Do you regret it now? Too late!" Sagan snorted coldly and attacked brazenly.

The little fool hesitated, wondering if he should fight with all his might.

If they fought with their lives, he could exchange two moves with him.

But was it worth it for a bite?

The little fool looked at the black dragon and began to drool.

That was a black dragon.

Regardless of whether its bloodline was pure or not, its meat would be delicious!

It was one of a kind!

For the sake of a bite, the little fool decided to go all out.

To be honest, even his brother was not as brave as him.

He started by killing the original number one on the trial board.

In the next moment, Sagan raised his hand with disdain.

The void turned into a huge palm filled with the power of the primordial chaos path, wanting to slap the little fool to death.

The little fool pulled out the two swords at his waist, and his aura suddenly changed!

There was no longer any sincerity and innocence!

What replaced it was a golden light.

The aura of divinity!

Sagan was shocked. "F*ck, spirit body?"

The spirit body contained divine blood, and the perfection would give birth to a trace of divinity, or even divine radiance.

It could be said to be one in ten thousand.

In the end, a foolish robber appeared out of nowhere and actually had divine power.

Sagan was inexplicably terrified.

Luke Yates was like an ancient divine.

His long hair was dancing in the wind.

"Divine sword!" he shouted.

The blade slashed everything!

It was as if the time in this world had been cut off.

The previous Lord Woodruff wielded a divine blade and cut through the river of time.

The divine sword emitted a dazzling light as it sliced through the large palm.

Sagan was so frightened that he jumped and dodged.

Little did he know that Luke’s target was not him!

It was the black dragon of the cold pond!

The black dragon was extremely huge.

Its body was ten thousand miles long and its head was like a mountain.

"Ahh!" Luke slashed his sword and landed in the cold pond.

A shrill scream was heard.

The black dragon was furious; its tail was cut off!

Luke rushed over instantly, picked up the dragon tail that was as big as a small mountain, and threw it into the storage bag.

Then, he ran away without saying anything.

The black dragon roared and chased after him.

"You bastard!" Sagan reacted and shouted angrily. "Thief!"

He gave chase with all his might.

In the end, he did not catch up.

Luke’s running skills were the best in the Northern Army.

Sagan could only give up and remember this matter.

When there was a chance in the future, he would definitely take revenge.

He would appease the black dragon and let his sister lead the way to take revenge on Braydon.

At the same time, he was deep in thought about the divine sword that Little Fool used.

This year’s participants were indeed different.

Even he had never seen such a sword technique before.

It was like a divine blade!

It was a little scary!

While Sagan was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a bone-piercing sense of danger that instantly enveloped his entire body.

The black dragon was the one who warned them.

"A monk?" Samara looked over and asked dumbly.

A young man who looked like a god of war thrust forward with a spear in his hand.

Sagan raised his hand and struck out with his palm!

Bang!

"Path-returning realm?" The young man was sent flying and asked in surprise.

"Another new eternal?" Sagan was depressed.

Why were there so many fearless new eternal realm experts?

"I’m at the third level of the eternal realm," the young man said calmly. "I’m not a newly-advanced eternal realm cultivator!"

"Is there a difference?" Sagan punched out.

The primordial chaos power turned into a fist and smashed down.

The young man held the spear in his hand.

A reincarnation mark seemed to appear on his forehead.

As he stabbed out with the spear, he shouted, "The spear is like a dragon shooting into the sky!"

The stars fell on the earth and the moon sank into the river!

An invincible spear piercing through the void.

The spear fell.

The spear pierced through the fist shadow and landed on Sagan’s fist.

The spear pierced through his palm.

Sagan felt a sharp pain, accompanied by an explosion of killing intent.

In the next second, the young man turned around and ran.

He didn’t want to fight anymore.

This path-returning realm being was clearly terrifyingly strong.

At the very least, his cultivation level was at the fifth level of the path-returning realm.

The difference in strength was so great.