The God of War mistook me for Bai Yueguang, who died young, and flew to the ring to take me away and stuff me into his own palace. I refused while raising my sword, "No, no, I'm not, Master Fengyu, you recognized the wrong person..." "Click" was the sound of the sword being inserted into my body. I hurriedly pulled out the sword and took out a He used a small jar to catch the blood on the sword and handed it to Fengyu. "I'm sorry, Immortal, I told you I wasn't, but you still had to come forward. I couldn't hold it for a moment. This is your blood. I'll give it back to you." Fengyu didn't care, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he even stepped forward to hug me. It was a joke that I, who wanted to be the God of War, could be so soft-hearted for a man, so without hesitation, I drew my sword again. When the surrounding heavenly soldiers saw this, they also drew their swords. They looked at me with hot eyes as if they were looking at my military achievements. I also laughed, turned around and shouted at them: "Come on, chop me down!" Suddenly...
