Against the Gods

"No... name... sword!"

"It's the sword of the sword king!"

There were countless exclamations from all corners of the Eastern God Territory in the spectator seats.

Yun Che's pupils were shrinking, and at the moment when the nameless sword was unsheathed, the previous sense of unease turned into an aura of death, and it was extremely strong. This feeling clearly told Yun Che that this sword could easily take his life.

Jun Xilei's hands were holding the bronze hilt together, even so, the hilt was still shaking violently, as if trying to break free. On the sword hilt, the sword body could not be seen, there was only a blank, it seemed that this "nameless sword" only had the hilt of the sword.

However, the breath that made every nerve in his body tense to the extreme was telling him the horror of this sword.

In the spectator seats, countless strong men stood up, some with shocked expressions, and some with frowns. The nameless sword, and only these powerhouses standing on the top of the God Realm, can truly understand its power, and they are even more aware that this sword is by no means the level of Jun Xilei's power can control, the consequences of forcibly control, will It would be terribly tragic.

"Tear... stop! Stop!!"

Jun Wuming was completely frightened, and his rationality prevented him from forcibly breaking into the Conferred God Stage, but there was a clear disorder in his entire body... Because he knew better than anyone at this moment what Jun Xilei would be like if he used the Wuming Sword forcibly. s consequence.

The nameless sword is the sword of the sword king, and it will only be passed on to Jun Xilei. The reason why he asked Jun Xilei to carry the Wuming Sword on his body, day and night, was so that Jun Xilei could fit in with him as soon as possible, so that he could control it as soon as possible.

But, at least after Jun Xilei achieves Divine Sovereign Realm!

Now Jun Xilei is strong in action... In light of a huge loss of talent, in severe cases, he will be crippled, and he may even die!

Jun Xilei turned a deaf ear, her eyes were dark and decisive, her lips clenched tightly, and then a blood mist suddenly spewed out, spraying it on the nameless sword.

Immediately, the trembling struggle of Wuming Sword began to slow down until it stopped. Under the blood mist, a section of the translucent sword body flickered slightly, looming.

"..." Yun Che's brows sank deeply, and he clenched the Heaven Smiting Sword tightly with both hands. He could feel that Jun Xilei was not spewing out ordinary blood mist, but blood essence!

"Lei'er!!" Jun Wuming was completely stunned... He has only one descendant of Jun Xilei, and with his little remaining life essence, it is destined that he cannot find another suitable descendant. Jun Xilei is not only his only disciple , is the only descendant of the Sword Lord lineage, if Jun Xilei died here, it would mean the severance of the Sword Lord lineage!

"She... is she crazy?" Shui Yinghen asked in surprise. As the son of the King of Glazed Light Realm, it is natural that he does not know why the Nameless Sword exists. Forcibly unsheathed, and without hesitation, sacrificed blood essence, how much resentment and madness can be done!

"...It seems that for her, dignity is better than life, and even better than her kendo talent." Shui Yingyue took a breath, her eyes were inexplicably complicated. She and Jun Xilei had met several times, and she felt that she was a very lonely person, but she never thought that she would make such a decision.

Perhaps, at her age, her kendo cultivation has reached the current state, which has a lot to do with her temperament.

At this moment, a change suddenly occurred.

Jun Wuming suddenly looked down like a goshawk and flew straight to the Conferred God Platform.

Venerable Qu Hui has been paying close attention to Jun Wuming's aura, but subconsciously, he does not think Jun Wuming will take action, because he is Jianjun, the highest-ranking figure in the entire Eastern God Territory.

His experience is as vast as the sky, and his temperament is as calm as a mountain... Besides, he is the person who has experienced the most Profound God Conventions, and he knows best how serious it is to interfere in the Battle of Conferred Gods.

However, he still made a move.

Venerable Qu Hui also shot in an instant and stopped right before Jun Wuming. In the face of people like Jun Wuming, his demeanor could not be too tough, and he said slowly: "Senior Jianjun, no matter what happens on the Conferred God Stage, As long as the violation is not malicious, no one can interfere."

"In this battle, I will admit defeat on behalf of the wicked, and let me take her away!" Jun Wuming said calmly.

"The only ones who can admit defeat are themselves!" Venerable Qu Hui said solemnly.

Jun Xilei's blood was spreading on Wuming Sword, the sword's might was expanding, but Jun Wuming's heart was falling fast, his brows sank, and he shot suddenly, a wave of air swept across the front.

Jianjun shot, how can it be trivial. The sky above the Fengshentai area seemed to have suddenly descended into a doomsday storm, and the sky shook and the clouds moved in an instant. Under the aftermath, a large number of profound practitioners in the spectator seats seemed to be smashed by Wan Yue, and flew far away in screams.

The isolation barrier of Fengshentai also sank significantly, almost shattering.

Although Venerable Qu Hui was strong, he was no match for Sword Lord, and was instantly shocked from a distance. Jun Wuming was about to rush towards Jun Xilei when a long sigh came from his ear.

"Ugh."

In an instant, the storm dissipated and everything was calm, and the catastrophic air wave just now seemed to be just an illusory bubble. In front of Jun Wuming, there was an old man in gray clothes with fluttering black beard and eyes like pure water. He was just standing in front of Jun Wuming, but it seemed as if there was a mountain that stretched across the sky in front of him, making it difficult for him to advance.

Eternal Sky God Emperor!

"Jianjun, this old man fully understands your urgency, but this is a battle of conferred gods. You should understand that no one can blaspheme the battle of conferred gods." The Eternal Sky God Emperor said slowly.

He really understood Jun Wuming's impulsive move. If he were Jun Wuming, he might have made the same move, but this is the Eternal Sky God Realm, and it's a battle of conferred gods.

"Don't stop me!" Jun Wuming's face was gloomy, and his sword energy was restless: "I only have this disciple, and Jianjun has only this successor! When I take her away... in the future, I will give Eternal Sky Realm an explanation!"

"This is her choice." Eternal Sky Divine Emperor sighed: "The consequences should be borne by themselves! The old man allows you to speak out to discourage you... But you must not interfere! Otherwise, it may seriously damage the reputation of your swordsman lineage. Ah, ah."

"Master... Zun..."

Just as Jun Wuming was about to speak, the voice of Jun Xilei suddenly came from below.

Her voice was extremely painful, and it seemed that every word had to be done with all her will: "Disciple...zi...no...Xiao..."

"But...if the master...forcibly resists..."

"Disciple...will...hate you forever..."

Yun Che: "..."

Those words of extreme determination made everyone stunned, Jun Wuming settled there, his eyes trembled...

"Tear...you...you..."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have never really understood this disciple he had put all his effort and hope into.

"..." Yun Che's brows were wrinkled, his mind was tense, and all the profound energy in his body was fully mobilized by him... What is this, she is simply a crazy woman!

Jun Xilei raised her arms slowly, and a sword might descended from the sky, suppressing and locking every breath of Yun Che. Even if Jun Xilei sacrificed his blood essence, he would not be able to exert even one-thousandth of the sword power of the Wuming Sword.

However, the nameless sword is the sword of the sword king, and even a little bit of divine might is definitely not something that Yun Che's strength can withstand.

Jun Xilei's vitality and sword energy were forcibly matched, and under the sword breath, her injuries were also forcibly suppressed. And although she was seriously injured, she did not consume too much profound energy. In her current state, if she spared no effort, she was enough to swing three swords.

Three swords, enough to kill Yun Che three times!

The chaotic sword energy on Jun Wuming's body slowly disappeared, his old eyes became cloudy, and his whole body felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

Watching Jun Xilei raise the Wuming Sword, Jun Wuming had obviously given up the strong resistance, Mu Bingyun could no longer be calm, got up and shouted urgently: "Yun Che, that is the sword of the Sword Lord, it is not something you can do at all. Resist, you..."

Jun Xilei's voice was so decisive that it was impossible to stop. She wanted Yun Che to leave the Conferred God Stage right away... But, she understood Yun Che's temperament, and it was absolutely impossible for him to flee and to admit defeat on his own.

Even if you know your life is in danger.

In this respect, he and Jun Xilei are actually very similar.

Not surprisingly, in the face of Mu Bingyun's warning, Yun Che placed the Heaven Smiting Sword in front of him, the golden flames burning violently on his body, and the golden crow flame shadow also flew down from the air and floated in front of Yun Che.

It was clear that he wanted to shake the might of the nameless sword, and he didn't even have the slightest retreat.

"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun hurriedly shouted, but she couldn't say anything else.

Since Yun Che wants to do this, no one can stop it, just like no one can stop Jun Xilei at this moment.

"He wants to... forcibly defend against the Nameless Sword?" Shui Yinghen said in shock.

"Yun Che was born in the lower realm, and not long after he arrived in the realm of the gods, he probably didn't know the horror of the Wuming Sword. If he forcibly did this, it is very likely... he would die." Shui Yingyue whispered, she glanced at Shui Meiyin, but She found that her face was pale, her legs were close together, and her two small hands were tightly grasping the corners of her skirt.

She had never seen Shui Meiyin so nervous.

"Hmph, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't run away. This kid is very proud in his bones, and even Luo Changan dared to take revenge in such a vicious manner in public. Speaking of which, he is a perfect match for the little girl Jun Xilei. "Shui Qianheng frowned slightly, a look of worry flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Shui Yingyue: "..."

There was a dead silence on the Conferred God Stage, and all the breaths seemed to be attracted by an irresistible force, rushing towards Wuming Sword madly.

At this time, a wisp of Qi moved slightly, and in the pupils of everyone's shrinking pupils, the Wuming Sword slashed down.

"Yun Che!!"

"Brother Yun!!"

The overlapping roars from the seats of the Snow Song Realm and the Flame God Realm could not reach Yun Che’s ears, because at the moment when the Wuming Sword slashed down, everything in the Conferred God Stage was completely destroyed by Jianwei. overwhelmed...

Jun Xilei can never really control the nameless sword. She has spent all her costs, and what she can wield is only the most basic sword light.

However, that is the sword glow of the nameless sword!

It was obviously just an invisible sword light, but Yun Che felt that if a bottomless abyss was falling down on him, under the abyss, his own strength and the upcoming struggle seemed extremely insignificant.

His teeth were clenched, his figure retreated violently, and the Golden Crow Yanying let out an angry cry, dancing the animation Tian Jin Yan, directly facing the nameless sword glow.

Boom! !

The dull roar only lasted for a very short moment, and the golden flames that had not fully erupted were completely extinguished, as if they were directly wiped from the world. Wuming Jianmang also hit the Golden Crow Flame Shadow at this time...

In an instant, the Golden Crow flame shadow was pierced through, and with a neigh, the sky collapsed, and the broken flames flew.

At this time, Yun Che, who was retreating, had already gathered all his profound energy, stopped, and then brought golden flames that were burning like the sun. In the countless screams that almost tore his throat, he took the initiative to take the initiative. Meet the terrifying nameless sword glow.

"Destroy - Heaven - Absolutely - Earth!!"

"Don't!!!" Shui Meiyin's face turned pale, and she let out a cry like weeping blood... but she could only watch as Yun Che, who was completely engulfed by Jin Yan, collided with Wuming Jianmang.

boom------

The dull roar spread through every corner of the Eternal Sky Realm, and the Conferred God Stage crumbled crazily, and a crack was torn to the edge of the Conferred God Stage almost in an instant.

The bursting golden flames spread to the sky, but disappeared at an extremely fast speed. In the rapidly annihilating golden flames, the Heaven Smiting Sword flew out far away, and a figure was thrown out, like a broken blood bag, and a large rain of blood was sprinkled in the air.

After landing, a long scarlet blood line was dragged on the Conferred God Platform.

"Yun Che!!"

Everyone in the Snow Song Realm was instantly pale and bloodless, terrified.

Jun Xilei knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, her arms and sleeves were completely stained with blood. Under this sword, her trauma undoubtedly intensified again, but she didn't feel the pain at all...but she didn't feel the pleasure it should have.

She raised her head and looked forward... In the distance, a figure completely stained with blood slowly stood up.

In front of Yun Che, a shocking blood mark stretched from his left shoulder to his right rib cage, and several blood flow spurted wildly like a fountain...

But it didn't penetrate his body.

Yun Che's face was twisted in pain, his numb right arm was raised with difficulty, pressing it on the blood ditch in front of him, the blue light flickered slightly, Frozen End congealed, and the wound was forcibly frozen.

He knew very well that it was the Dragon God's marrow that saved his life.

Otherwise, his body has just been cut into two pieces by Wuming Jianmang, no luck!

Jun Xilei's eyes were cold and stagnant. Everyone in the spectator seats was dumbfounded and didn't return to their senses for a long time... What they were shocked was not the power of Wuming Jianmang, but...

Yun Che actually took it... or took it from the front!

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