Chapter 94: The Peach Garden of the Second World War (Part 2)

  After finishing speaking, Nezha didn't wait for Li Jing's words and directly rushed towards Huaguo Mountain with his fire-tipped spear in hand and the wind-fire wheel underfoot.

  Lei Hao stood with his hands behind him on the mountain stronghold, gazing out at a black dot that had appeared in the sky. The black dot was getting closer and closer, slowly flying towards him.

  Lei Hao remained silent, feeling a chill run down his spine as an aura of death locked onto him. As the black dot drew closer, a heavy pressure also slowly emerged beside him.

  "Dare I ask, are you the Great Sage Equal of Heaven?" Nezha asked, his eyes fixed intently on Lei Hao.

  Lei Hao raised an eyebrow and calmly replied: "It is indeed this king."

  The moment the words fell, the oppressive aura surrounding Lei Hao suddenly turned into a frantic and unbridled frenzy, like a giant python frantically wrapping around Lei Hao, trying to squeeze out the last bit of oxygen from his lungs.

  Lei Hao stood tall and still, gazing calmly at Nezha.

  Nezha's eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he shouted in a stern voice, "Does the Great Sage dare to fight this Crown Prince?"

  Lei Hao's eyes suddenly rose, and a burst of murderous aura shot out, making Nezha's heart palpitate. However, his tone remained unchanged, calm to the point of being almost lifeless: "This king is not Sun Wukong, this king will not engage in a battle of wits with an enemy. If you want to fight this king, do you have the awareness that you will die?"

  Nezha's hands suddenly shook the fire-tipped spear, also spewing out a crazy killing intent. He said coldly: "The awareness of death? This prince had it thousands of years ago, but I don't know if the Great Sage has the awareness of dying under this prince's spear?"

  "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be here either."

  Nezha's spear shot forward fiercely, and in a split second, the fire-tipped spear appeared right in front of Lei Hao.

  Lei Hao's face didn't change color, and Tulong let out a heaven-shaking knife cry as it burst out of Lei Hao's body, heavily striking the fire-tipped spear. Afterwards, Nezha and Tulong were both knocked back several steps by the enormous force.

  Lei Hao stretched out his hand, grasped the hilt of Tulong Dao, and with a loud shout, swung it at Nezha with a fierce slash.

  Nezha raised his spear to block, and immediately felt a surge of tremendous force coming from it, shaking his hands so much that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the fire-tipped spear almost slipped out of his hand. Nezha was shocked at once, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to push the big gun upwards.

  Lei Hao also exerted his utmost strength, but was still shaken back by Nezha's single move. In his heart, he felt that Nezha was indeed a renowned general of the three realms thousands of years ago, and his actual strength was not to be underestimated. Unfortunately, due to being trapped in the lotus flower body, his power had not made much progress over the past few thousand years.

  Without time to think, Lei Hao continuously chopped out several heavy blows, although he didn't use his ultimate move, each knife was heavier than the last, with a force as heavy as a mountain range that chopped Nata from mid-air all the way down to the ground, both knees already sunk into the mud.

  A demon and an immortal exchanged blows for just a few rounds, but they both brought out their full martial arts skills.

  Nezha sold a crack, Lei Hao took the opportunity to attack, but Nezha was about to heavily strike the fire spear on the body of the Tulong knife. With this move, Nezha suddenly rose from the ground and quickly flew back into the air.

  Then Nezha's foot wind and fire wheel burned with flames, his movements in his hand also became faster.

  Many small demon kings on the mountain saw that the heavenly general who looked like a child in the sky suddenly turned into many illusory shadows, constantly attacking the two great kings from all sides.

  The two great kings stood steadily in the void, their war knives cutting through the air with a steady pace, each slash producing a loud clanging sound of metal hitting metal, but the child's large spear was never seen.

  Nezha has pushed the speed of the Wind and Fire Wheels to its limits, but he still can't bridge the distance between him and Lei Hao's one knife. The countless fake moves in the air seem non-existent in Lei Hao's eyes, but once Nezha reveals his killing intent, Lei Hao's Dragon Slaying Knife will inevitably appear in front of him.

  In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves had passed, and Leihao had also measured Nezha's strength to be about 80 or 90 percent. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh: "Nezha's martial arts skills are too formidable, every move is secretly lethal, and the transition between fake and real moves is almost perfect... what a pity..."

  Lei Hao's face, which had been calm all along, suddenly turned stern and he shouted "Break!" With a swift swing of his hand, the Dragon Slayer transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting out in a straight line. A massive purple-red blade aura burst forth from the Dragon Slayer, whistling as it shot towards Nezha like a swimming dragon.

  Under Lei Hao's Earth-Shattering Slash, Nezha's illusory shadows vanished into thin air. With a solemn expression, he stared at the knife aura and thrust his Fire-Tip Spear forward like a venomous snake, shooting out a massive silver-white spear aura identical to the Fire-Tip Spear.

  Under the gaze of tens of thousands of little demons on the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits, and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals above the dark clouds, Lei Hao's knife aura and Nezha's gun aura collided heavily, only to hear a loud "boom", Nezha's silver-white gun aura was shattered by Lei Hao's knife aura, and the scattered magic power set off waves of earth-shaking movements.

  Then, the purple-red knife energy fiercely smashed onto Nezha's chest, sending him flying back thousands of feet, crashing into countless large trees before heavily embedding itself into the body of a great mountain.

  The little monsters on the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits saw this, quiet for a breath, then burst out in a thunderous cheer: "Great Sage Grandfather is divine and brave!" For a time, the banners all over the mountain fluttered, and the momentum of the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits was greatly stirred.

  The tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals in the Heavenly Court were silent, and for a time, the sky was overcast with gloomy clouds. Li Jing was shocked and cried out: "Nezha!" Then he immediately turned his head to face the four great heavenly kings who were staring blankly, saying: "You quickly go down and rescue the Third Prince back to the military camp."

  The Four Heavenly Kings shifted their gaze from Nezha to Lei Hao, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, saying: "Third Prince, the Third Prince is certainly safe, General, please rest assured."

  Li Jing flew into a rage and shouted loudly: "Are you trying to disobey military orders?"

  The four great heavenly kings were in a dilemma, when they suddenly saw Nezha dripping with blood, holding a fire-tipped spear and walking out of the mountain step by step. They were overjoyed and pointed at Nezha, saying to Li Jing: "General, look! The Third Prince has come out!"

  Nezha's face was expressionless as he looked around, his eyes showing no emotional fluctuations. He dipped a finger in the red blood flowing from his body and put it to his mouth for a taste, then casually spat out the bloody foam.

  "Hmm, how long has it been since I, the Crown Prince, have been injured? Hundreds of years? Thousands of years? Or perhaps even longer? It's been far too long, so long that I've forgotten how to fight. But since today I can meet an opponent like you, Great Sage, I'll make sure to have a good battle." Nezha's eyes gleamed with excitement as he stared at Lei Hao, his voice trembling slightly.

  Lei Hao gazed at his body as a slow-burning flame of blood ignited, resembling the return of the killing god Nezha from hell. He felt an itch in his bones and shook his neck, producing a series of metallic "ting" sounds that resonated from his cervical spine to his entire backbone.

  "Then let's fight." Lei Hao's tone was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and as soon as he finished speaking, he swung his Dragon Slayer and leaped into the air.

  Nezha also shook his spear and jumped up.

  A monster and an immortal collided violently in mid-air.

  At this time, Nezha was almost mad, the fire-tipped spear in his hand no longer had the previous strict gun method, every move was big and open, every move was close to Lei Hao's vital point, a desperate fight with injuries exchanged for injuries, the overall pressure was no longer as heavy as Mount Tai, but instead became more and more violent, Nezha at this time did not look like an immortal, but rather a demon.

  Lei Hao was getting more and more excited, his muscles couldn't stop trembling, every knife he swung had a force that exceeded his imagination, after absorbing the essence of Zhu Rong's blood, his physical body began to show its might for the first time.

  The War Blade Slaughter Dragon was also exerting the divine power of the acquired spiritual treasure at this time. The blade's length did not change, but its weight continued to increase non-stop. After fighting with Leihao for several breaths, the Slaughter Dragon had changed from 10,000 catties to 100,000 catties, but Leihao swung it with increasing ease, as if he were holding a straw, casually flinging the Slaughter Dragon out with each knife stroke.

  In the blink of an eye, Lei Hao and Nezha had already clashed hundreds of times.

  Lei Hao also went crazy at this time, his handsome face had become a big cow head without his notice, the cow mouth was panting with mist-like air, a pair of big cow eyes had turned blood red, and the bull horns on his head became extremely ferocious.

  Every time the two heavy weapons weighing tens of thousands of kilograms crashed into each other, a stream of bright red blood would spurt out from Nezha's wound. His face was now as white as a washed and sliced lotus root, without a hint of blood color, but his spirit was getting better and better.

  In front of the Tian Ting's gate, Li Jing looked at Nezha with tears in his eyes and muttered to himself: "Nezha, my Nezha, has finally returned."

  The four great heavenly kings, who had always seemed somewhat timid and fearful of death, were indeed gazing at Nezha and Lei Hao with faces full of admiration. Someone said, "This is what can be called a heavenly war general, we are not worthy!"

  Yes, this is the difference between a heavenly war general and an ordinary immortal Buddha. There are countless immortals in the Heavenly Court, but only a handful can be called heavenly war generals. Each of these heavenly war generals has emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, wielding powerful weapons that grow stronger with each battle. Even if they encounter an immortal who is one level higher in power, as long as they fight to the death, the survivor will certainly be a heavenly war general. In contrast, ordinary immortals wield magical treasures, but once they fall into a disadvantageous position, they are likely to suffer a crushing defeat and find it difficult to turn the tide of battle.

  Nezha was a heavenly war general who shook the three realms during the Investiture of the Gods, but for thousands of years, his physical body made no progress, and he was influenced by the numerous immortals and Buddhas, almost becoming ordinary, losing his instincts as a heavenly war general.

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