Against the Gods

"Broken...Broken!?"

"Wuxin Jianyu was completely defeated! And Yun Che didn't even get hurt at all?"

"It should be because Jun Xilei was seriously injured, it should be... right?"

Ten miles away, Jun Xilei fell heavily to the ground, and she stepped back ten steps before the flames on her body could be extinguished.

when! !

The fog light and Jietian collided head-on for the first time. Under the explosion of the two giant forces, Yun Che was shocked far away. Jun Xilei took a few steps back, and a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth. His face became even paler, but she Before he had time to breathe for a moment, the Golden Crow Illusory God suddenly came down from the sky, and the golden Crow flames mercilessly crashed down the sky.

With only half of Yun Che's strength, the Golden Crow flames had no threat to Jun Xilei, but she was seriously injured by Yun Che's sword when she came up, and was injured twice in Wuxin Sword Domain. , Yun Che's next sword completely ruptured the wound that she had barely suppressed...

The blow of the Golden Crow Illusory God was a nightmare for her at this moment.

In the bursting flames, Jun Xilei groaned, and the flames flew out again, falling far away.

She suppressed the flames on her body and stubbornly wanted to stand up, but she stood up straight, and the breath of her whole body burst into a riot. She was pulled away because of the blood, leaving her slumped to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

Her eyes turned from icy cold to misty... She couldn't believe that she had been hurt to such an extent after fighting against Yun Che for such a short period of time.

"Alas." Jun Wuming closed his eyes and sighed.

After all, Jun Xilei still underestimated the enemy... No, it should be said that her resentment against Yun Che was too strong, overpowering all other thoughts, and thus was used by Yun Che instead.

If she had no resentment towards Yun Che in her heart and did her best to deal with it, even if Yun Che's strength was far better than three days ago, it would never have been the result.

The backlash of the Wuxin Sword Domain being broken is not serious, the attack of the Golden Crow Illusory God is not a threat, and she can easily block Yun Che's heavy sword head-on... But, because of the first face-to-face heavy damage, everything after that , are making the injury continue to intensify, and at this moment, it is almost impossible to turn over.

In this battle, if Jun Xilei is defeated, it can be said that the defeat is very unjust. She has enough swordsmanship skills to amaze the entire God Realm. It's going to be a tough lesson. On the other hand, Yun Che was not only a freak in the profound way, but the city government was far from being comparable to Jun Xiilei.

Yun Che didn't take the opportunity to blast Jun Xilei off the Conferred God Platform, but dragged the Heaven Smiting Sword and walked forward unhurriedly. The Golden Crow's shadow floated above him, releasing scorching flames.

Sensing Yun Che's approaching aura, Jun Xilei slowly raised her hand, her eyes were cold with a bit of laxity, her jade-like teeth were stained with blood, and she bit them tightly together: "Despicable... villain..."

"Despicable? Heh..." Yun Che sneered: "When you attacked Huo Poyun with a malicious sword, and made him lose face and his dignity was wiped away, why didn't you think of the word 'despicable'?"

"If you didn't want to repeat the old tricks just now, let me be swept away by my dignity, and lost in shame, how could I end up like this. The result now is just your own fault!"

"you……"

"Oh, right." Yun Che's smile became even colder, and he mocked without pity: "Didn't you say at that time, 'Golden Crow flames are nothing more than this'? But now, you have been defeated so ugly by my Golden Crow flames. ,

Does this mean that your swordsmanship is not even worthy of the words 'but so'! "

He knew very well that Jun Xilei resented him, and every time he looked at him, he wished that he could be cut into pieces. That being the case, then he doesn't need to be polite and simply offends to the end... Not to mention that she hit Huo Poyun first and despised Jin Wuyan later.

"..." Jun Xilei's whole body trembled, and her pale face quickly turned into an abnormal blush: "Yun... Che..."

Ding!

If something suddenly shattered, after a soft sound, Jun Xilei, who was seriously injured, suddenly flew up. In an instant, the sword intent filled the sky. The sharp sword of the soul, the fog light sword in his hand pointed directly at the sky, emitting a crisp sword cry.

"This is... Yan Xingjian array?"

Jun Wuming's eyes moved, and he shouted loudly, "Stop Lei'er!"

Jun Xilei's move was clearly the starting point of Yan Xingjian's formation. It was easy for Jun Xilei to control the Yan Xingjian formation at ordinary times, but at this moment, her forcible urging would only sharply aggravate the injury.

Jun Xilei's Yan Xing sword formation Yun Che had seen with his own eyes that Luo Changsheng was injured under this terrible sword formation.

But unfortunately, the aura of the sword formation that she forcibly urged in this state made him not even feel the slightest threat, and he sneered directly.

boom! !

Before the sword formation was formed, it was torn apart by the flaming sword. Under the backlash, Jun Xilei's whole body shook violently. The profound energy and sword momentum that had just been condensed dissipated wildly. Yun Che's sword momentum turned, and a mighty heaven-smiting force showed no mercy. The bang hit Jun Xilei's body.

boom! !

With a painful groan, Jun Xilei fell from the sky and fell to the ground. The fog light saber dropped, drawing a pale arc in the space, and flew far, far away.

The "ding" sound when it landed seemed to resound in the hearts and souls of everyone.

Jun Xilei's sword... let go.

For the swordsman lineage, the sword is as important as life... No, it is an existence that is more important than life. Since he is a swordsman, he will accompany the sword all his life, take the sword as his life, his dignity, and his faith. .

The sword being knocked out of hand is the greatest frustration and humiliation for Jianjun.

Even if Jun Xilei fought against Luo Changsheng and was seriously injured and exhausted, the fog sword never let go.

After all, Yun Che's time in the God Realm was short, and he didn't know this, but, when the fog light sword fell to the ground, the quiet and eerie aura of the spectator seats, and Jun Xilei's pale pupils made him faint. understand what.

However, of course he didn't take it to heart, he turned around coldly, and said calmly, "Surrender yourself. Or, you can stun yourself, and maybe you will lose better."

"Oh, by the way, there is a saying, my master taught you personally last time, but obviously you didn't learn it. I don't mind teaching you again."

"Those who humiliate people, people will always humiliate them!"

Jun Xilei: "..."

Yun Che turned his back to her, and issued a cold warning: "Don't think that you have suffered so much grievance, whether it was in the Snow Song Realm or now, everything is your own fault! You'd better not provoke me again in the future, Otherwise... even if you are a woman, I will not show mercy, it will only make you more ugly than today!"

After speaking, Yun Che turned away without looking back.

puff……

Behind him came the sound of vomiting blood. But this time, it wasn't Jun Xilei's injury that broke out, but the backflow of her heart and blood under her anger.

Jun Xilei's face was sometimes pale, sometimes red, and her whole body was trembling, blood dripping from the corners of her lips, her teeth were clenched tightly, shame, anger, resentment, killing intent... The most terrible nightmare in this world, running around her. Every corner of body and soul.

She is the descendant of Sword Lord, what a glorious and honorable identity, even the king of the star realm, must bow down in front of her, and never dare to be disrespectful. Her talent and strength are also fully worthy of her status. She ranks among the "Four God Sons" that no one knows about in the Eastern God Territory. In the entire younger generation outside the Eastern God Territory's king realm, only Luo Changsheng can defeat her.

She firmly believes that she can replace the master and become the swordsman of the Eastern God Territory in the future, and no one in the world doubts this.

In this Conferred God Battle, she truly showed her strength and amazed the entire Eastern God Territory.

But in this battle, all her dignity was completely shattered by Yun Che in front of everyone's eyes. What covered her body was not blood, but a humiliation that could never be washed away.

Snow Song Realm, it was him who made her suffer the greatest humiliation in her life.

She can lose.

But how can I lose to him... how can I lose so badly!

"Alas," Shui Qianheng said with a regretful expression, "Yun Che's strength has soared and has reached the level of Jun Xilei. This battle should have been wonderful, and it might be even better than the battle between Yun Che and Lu Lengchuan. I didn't expect... it's a pity, a pity."

Shui Yingyue frowned and said, "Jun Xilei is an extremely arrogant and dignified person, but in this battle, she failed miserably without showing even 10% of her strength, which can be said to be disgraced... Moreover, Yun Che seems to be too. Deliberately humiliating Jun Xilei. There should be some grudge between them."

Shui Qianheng pondered for a moment, and said, "After all, this descendant of the Sword Sovereign is still too young. Yingyue, so, your next opponent is Yun Che...it might be a tough fight."

Shui Yingyue nodded slightly: "Father, don't worry, Jun Xilei is a lesson from the past, and I will never have the slightest carelessness or reservation when I fight against Yun Che in three days!"

"En." Shui Qianheng nodded, and suddenly his brows moved, his eyes turned to Jun Xilei, and he whispered, "What is she going to do?"

"Yun... Che......stand...stop!!"

Behind Yun Che, Jun Xilei's bloody vibrato was heard, every word of resentment pierced his heart.

Yun Che stopped in his footsteps, turned his body slowly, and met Jun Xilei's eyes. The hatred in it was as strong as the endless abyss that wanted to devour him. Perhaps, all the resentment in her life added up, Not even a single moment at the moment.

But for Yun Che, he had seen too many similar eyes before, and he was not moved at all, and said indifferently: "Why, you still want to continue fighting with me? Are you not afraid that it will be more ugly in the future? If you want revenge, or Obediently admit defeat and take care of your injuries, I will accompany you at any time!"

"..." Jun Xilei's chest rose and fell violently, her eyes showed a terrifying gloom, she slowly straightened up, and little by little, stood up with incomparable difficulty.

"How... how... can I... lose to... you..."

"Ha!" Yun Che sneered, and just as he was about to sneer, he suddenly frowned.

In the line of sight, Jun Xie's eyes were like an abyss, her arm slowly raised, and stretched out to her back... She reached out to the ancient sword that she always carried on her back no matter when or where, even in the battle of conferring gods. , the blood-stained palm grasped on the bronze hilt.

This move of hers shocked everyone, and the faces of the astral powerhouses who knew what that ancient sword was all changed slightly.

On the edge of the spectator seat, Jun Wuming, who was calm even in Jun Xilei's defeat, suddenly changed his face and shouted like thunder: "Stop Lei'er!!"

How terrifying Jun Wuming's lost voice roar, the shocking group of strong men almost vomited blood. Jun Xilei's whole body shook violently, but her hand was still on the hilt of the sword and did not let go.

Yun Che's face sank little by little, and a strong sense of unease hit his soul.

"Lei'er! Don't you want your life!" Jun Wuming's figure swept away until the edge of the Conferred God Stage, his expression extremely solemn: "Don't use the Wuming Sword... This is the life of the teacher!"

Countless profound practitioners in the Eastern God Territory were all shocked, and they could hardly believe that the dignified Sword Sovereign would react so violently. And Venerable Qu Hui had already stood in front of Jun Wuming like a conditioned reflex, lest he would suddenly intervene... even if he was Sword Lord.

"..." Jun Xilei's chest rose and fell more and more violently, but her eyes were still like an abyss. She stared at Yun Che, blood dripping from her lips, and read every word:

"Master... life... no... but... violation..."

"Jianjun...also...no...but...humiliation!!"

Clang! !

Jun Xilei waved her arm down, and with a loud cry, "Nameless" came out of its sheath.

An unparalleled sword power came silently into the world.

Under this sword power, Yun Che felt like being swept away by a hurricane. With a muffled sound, he stepped back dozens of steps in a row.

It's just the moment of sword power when unsheathed!

Zheng~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In Yun Che's ears, from every direction, there was a chaotic clanging sound.

In the spectator seats, countless swords were trembling and buzzing. And can be carried by the profound practitioners here, none of these swords are of ordinary quality, but at the moment when the "nameless" is unsheathed, they are like civilians who suddenly see the emperor coming to the world, humming in awe and surrender.

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