Against the Gods

As soon as these words came out, the expression of Third Emperor Zhetian, who was already feeling humiliated, suddenly changed.

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The three of them all laughed angrily. Hua Mengyu couldn't bear it any longer and sneered: "Where did this kid come from? A mere third-level god master actually dared to make such nonsense. Could it be that he has lost his mind and gone crazy!"

If it weren't for the painting floating on the side, he would have thrown the word "idiot" in the other person's face with the most disdainful ridicule.

"Hahahaha!" Hua Fushen laughed out loud, his eyes glaring: "What an arrogant boy! In that case, then I will do as you wish!"

"Wan Xiao, Meng Yu, Gui Yuan! You three take action together!"

Under the orders of the God that cannot be violated, the three of them remained dumbfounded: "Father God, this..."

It is so difficult to become a demigod, but also so glorious. Now, three people are required to join forces to attack a mere third-level god?

Even if the opponent is killed in one blow, it is no different from humiliating oneself.

"This is an order!" Hua Fushen's voice was so sharp that the bodies of the three of them stiffened in shock: "And none of you must have any reservations, otherwise, it will be treated as disobedience!"

"Yes, Father God!" The divine power overwhelmed the soul, and the three of them didn't dare to say another word, and they all responded.

boom--

The Third Emperor's son's profound energy exploded, instantly rolling up a turbulent wave of air on the vast sword-folding platform. Their eyes turned into swords, and their mysterious breath turned into swords. In the empty space, it seemed that there were ten thousand swords hanging in their hearts.

"Boy Yun," Hua Fushen stepped back and said calmly: "I heard that you are very good at controlling the epee. Please use the sword."

However, Yun Che did not move at all: "The three Emperor Zhetian's sons have noble status, and the heavy sword is too strong and difficult to withdraw its strength. If you accidentally hurt the three emperors, it will be an unforgivable sin. So..."

He stretched out his hand, and a whirlpool of mysterious energy gathered in his palm: "That's it."

Yun Che used the most respectful tone, but what he said was the most outrageous words. For the three emperors, it was almost the greatest humiliation they had ever heard in their lives.

The expressions of the three people, who were already ugly, cracked instantly, and the corners of their mouths twitched to varying degrees.

Father God, where did you find this mental illness? Could it be that you have been bored for a long time and are just trying to make fun of us?

Hua's expression did not change, and he suddenly ordered: "Draw out the sword!"

Chi! !

The three sword rays were suddenly like three thunderbolts that penetrated the world, attacking Yun Che together.

If it weren't for Hua Fusheng's command of "no reservations", it would have been impossible for them to use swords. In front of the huge gap between demigods and divine masters, any one person's mysterious force can easily crush the other person.

Yun Che, who was in sight and spiritual sense, was obviously suppressed by the demigod's pressure and could not move at all. He did not make the slightest move to resist until the power of the sword came upon him.

Chi!

Yun Che's figure was instantly shattered by the shadows of three swords filled with demigod power...but the third emperor's son's spiritual sense did not receive any feedback, and he could only see a fragmented shadow.

The three of them turned around at the same time and saw that Yun Che was already behind them, even their movements did not change at all.

"Star God Broken Shadow!" Hua Wanxiao shouted in surprise: "You are from the Star-Moon Kingdom!"

Yun Che: "...!?"

"Bastard!" Hua Fuchen shouted angrily: "You are so distracted and hesitant during the battle. Have you been training like a dog all these years!"

The sentence shocked Huawan Xiao to the point of bursting with fear. He didn't dare to say another word. The long sword in his hand let out a manic sword cry, and according to the direction of his finger, hundreds of rays of sword light were instantly cut out.

Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan were on the left and right, and the two sword edges tore through the space of a hundred feet, firmly sealing Yun Che's position.

The three sons of Emperor Zhetian who were in the God Destruction Realm could not defeat a third-level God Lord in an instant. This was a shame that made them extremely angry.

At this moment, the three people and three swords have sealed all the space. Even if his body skills are ten times more exquisite, he will not be able to escape.

Yun Che still didn't move, and it wasn't until the moment when the power of the sword approached that his pupils suddenly showed a violent mysterious light.

Hell Emperor, open!

Boom! !

Like a star exploding in front of his eyes, the wind blade originally rolled up by the Third Emperor's son on the folding sword platform instantly turned into a terrifying storm that seemed to destroy the world.

The sword light of the Third Emperor's Son, carrying the power of a demigod, was instantly destroyed by the violent storm of profound energy, and instantly collapsed without a trace. Even their bodies turned upside down in the air as if they had been hit hard by a hammer from the sky.

Bang!

The three of them stumbled to the ground at the same time. They raised their heads in shock and stared directly at Yun Che, as if they were seeing ghosts.

What surrounds Yun Che's body is still the aura of the third level of the Divine Master Realm. But the coercion carried by this aura actually made the three Emperor Zhetian, who had entered the state of divine destruction, feel frightened and their internal organs felt like they were being shaken.

Hua's floating pupils finally lost their calmness, and he stared at Yun Che. For a few moments, he couldn't even believe his spiritual sense.

The aura of the Divine Master Realm, the spiritual pressure of the Divine Destruction Realm! ?

There are really such ridiculous things in this world, ridiculous people! ?

"Take action!" Hua Fushen shouted.

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether this spiritual pressure, which should never belong to the realm of God Lord, could really release the power of divine destruction, or whether it was just an illusion.

Xiao Wan's expression no longer had the previous unwillingness and contempt. He stretched out his palm, and a long blue sword floated on his finger like a feather in the wind.

With a soft cry, his body followed the sword, and the sword followed his heart. When he jumped up, his whole body slowly disappeared, and then it seemed as if the body and the sword merged, turning into a faint blue sword light, carrying a strange trajectory, and in a seemingly It stabbed Yun Che slowly at a rather slow speed.

At the same time, Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan also took action at the same time. In the glance of their long swords, two identical sword formations quickly took shape, and blended seamlessly as they took shape, spreading a pale sword curtain covering a space of dozens of miles.

Zhetian Divine Kingdom is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world of the abyss, and its swords and meanings are ever-changing.

However, despite the ups and downs of the painting, no trace of solemnity could be seen in Yun Che's eyes.

Facing Hong Yu's sword figure who was painting Wan Xiao, he stretched out his palm extraordinarily casually.

The next moment, his fingers touched the shadow of the sword, but strangely did not make any sound.

The finger he pointed at random passed through the shadow of the sword and stuck to the sword body with incomparable precision. As the finger slid, the sword power contained in it was peeled off layer by layer. When the finger touched the hilt, the sword body There is no longer any faint blue brilliance.

Hua Wan Xiao's pupils were dilated, and his heart was split with horror... He felt that he had lost contact with his beloved sword, and felt that his wrist was clamped by ghostly fingers.

Bang! !

A huge force exploded on Hua Wanxiao's wrist, and his whole body was thrown away like a top.

The sword in his hand also flew out, and was lightly caught by Yun Che. Then the sword body ignited, and as Yun Che turned around, it shot out suddenly, flying straight into the terrifying sword curtain spread out by the two emperors. With a loud and heart-stopping phoenix cry.

boom!

The flames exploded, and the sword curtain that had been poured into the power of the two emperors was instantly opened into a hole. Then, the sword shadows in the sky were swallowed up by the red flames like dead trees, and turned into a sea of ​​​​fire in the blink of an eye.

The backlash of the sword curtain's collapse made the two emperors groan in agony, their faces instantly losing color, and the sword intent that was surging endlessly a moment ago suddenly turned into horror.

Hua Fushen's eyes moved again, and he growled: "Combine the sword!"

The three emperors were all shocked.

Huawan Xiao turned around in mid-air, grabbed it with his palm, and the blue sword flew back into his hand. Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan also quickly changed places, forming a strange triangle with Hua Wanxiao.

"Boy Yun, draw your sword." Hua Fuchen said calmly: "Let me see how far you can go with the sword you are good at."

Yun Che looked at the Third Emperor's son without replying.

The third emperor's pupils shined with the same sword light. Their sword hearts were connected, their sword intentions touched, and their sword lights merged.

With a low shout, the three of them took action at the same time. As the swords in their hands moved, the three sword bodies reflected thousands of sword lights.

Moreover, different sword shadows vaguely flowed on each sword light, which seemed virtual and real, real and illusory, which was enough to instantly dazzle the vision and disrupt the spiritual sense.

Yun Che, however, slightly lowered his eyebrows and turned a blind eye to the thousands of sword shadows approaching quickly.

He grabbed it with his palm, and the Heaven-Smiting Demon-Slaying Sword appeared across the sky and slowly tilted down.

Let you change everything...

I will break the sky with my sword!

The Heaven-Jieting Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly blasted out. One moment, the sea was calm, and the next moment, the sky was shattered!

The terrifying sword power that erupted in just a moment caused Hua Fushen, who had the knowledge of the true god, to suddenly change his eyes.

boom----! !

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

The gorgeous and strange sword shadow of the Third Emperor's son shattered like fragile jade. Their consciousnesses buzzed, and their bodies burst out with soul-breaking screams, hitting the barrier of the sword-folding platform hard. above.

Amidst the violent impact, it bounced back to the ground heavily.

The Heaven Smiting Demon-Slaying Sword disappeared into Yun Che's hand, and he said apologetically: "Since it is the order of the senior god, I have to use the sword. The three emperors and their highnesses have offended."

when! when! when!

Three Emperor's Swords hit the ground from different directions, making an ear-splitting buzz.

Hua Wanxiao, Hua Mengyu, and Hua Guiyuan stood up with difficulty, but they did not immediately take back their beloved swords. Instead, they looked at Yun Che with an almost frightened look... Looking at this understanding, Mingming None of them are worthy of becoming the third-level god master they are aiming for.

"..." Hua Fushen let out a long breath, then slightly squinted his eyes and looked at the direction of Hua Qingying.

He originally thought that since Hua Qingying was so inclined towards Yun Che, his description would be somewhat modified in his favor.

But this time he witnessed with his own eyes that his ten thousand years of knowledge of the true God... was completely torn apart.

See the unseen, hear the unheard. It does not exist in cognition, nor in any legends or records.

He... and the mysterious master he talks about... who is...

"You...what are you..." Hua Wanxiao stood up with difficulty, but before he could finish his sentence, he knelt down again with blood dripping from his mouth.

He, the majestic son of a demigod emperor, was actually injured by a sword of a third-level god master... How ridiculous.

How could he be just a third-level god!

"Wanxiao, Mengyu, and Returning to the Away." Hua Fushen said calmly: "You should step back. Do not mention today's matter to anyone."

"Remember, it's anyone!"

"Yes... I have forgotten what happened today."

The Third Emperor's son took the order and left, retreating from the sword-folding stage. They looked back at the same time, and glanced at Yun Che from a distance with the same frightened eyes.

The barrier was broken, and the colorful glass that had been watching quietly from a distance flew down like a graceful jade butterfly. She stuck to Yun Che's side and winked at her father proudly: "Father, are you shocked? !”

Frankly speaking, Hua Fushen was really shocked. But when he saw Hua Caili's overly affectionate look towards Yun Che, he could only give her a soft hum.

"In this way, the second test has also been passed." Hua Qingying's voice came slowly.

Hua Fushen glanced sideways: "It's no wonder you admire this boy so much. You do have something different about you. Now I'm also beginning to be extremely curious about who this boy's master is."

Yun Che quickly saluted and said: "Master has taught you never to..."

"I understand, I understand, no need to say more." Hua Fushen waved his arm: "I know you respect your teacher, but you are not willing to reveal even the color glass, so how can you tell me about it?"

"Father God, Brother Yun has completed your test three times!" Hua Caili interrupted hastily, the joy and pride in her beautiful eyes almost overflowing, as if she was telling him piercingly: Look, Father God, my man is awesome!

"Then there's only one last test left, tell me quickly."

Hua Qingying turned her eyes away, and she was also curious about what the third test Hua Fusheng would give Yun Che.

The painting was floating but he turned around and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew away without any explanation or waiting for anyone to respond.

"Hmph, it must be that Father God hasn't thought about it yet." Hua Caili took Yun Che's hand and said, "Ignore him, Brother Yun, I will take you to see the hidden swords here, there must be so many that you will be dazzled."

Yun Che followed Hua Caili to the Hidden Sword Pavilion under the Sword-folding Platform.

"You seem a little excited." Li Suo suddenly said.

"Is it so obvious?" Yun Che asked.

"Why?" Li Suo asked puzzled.

"The first two tests are just incidental. At first thought, they are a bit hasty." Yun Che said lightly: "And the so-called last test is the real purpose of painting the ups and downs."

"The step you said before that he 'will definitely take'?"

"Yes." A strange light flashed in Yun Che's eyes: "Next, he will send me to the Kingdom of Dreamweaver in the name of a test."

"This most critical step is about to be achieved, so be a little excited and consider it as a reward for yourself."

After a long silence, Li Suo seemed to be thinking, but in the end to no avail, she asked: "Where did you come to this conclusion?"

"It's normal that you can't understand. After all, you have never been a parent." Yun Che said slowly: "I just put myself into the painting of floating and sinking, imagining the colored glass as Wu Xin, and painted the many factors of floating and sinking itself and the gods. The current situation of the country... When a person who loves his daughter more than his life faces someone like me, what must he rule out before deciding to make huge concessions... The most likely answer is obvious. "

"Before entering the Kingdom of Shetian God, all my knowledge about the ups and downs of the painting was limited to rumors and other people's reports, so I wasn't sure. But now, it has basically become inevitable."

…

The painting floated back to his bedroom, and a barrier was set up to isolate him from the outside world.

He sat quietly for a long time and finally stretched out his hand.

As the divine light shone, a shadow slowly appeared in front of him.

This is a rather handsome middle-aged man, dressed in silver, engraved with twisted, messy, and extremely strange divine patterns.

Although it was just a shadow, it still released a terrifying power. In particular, his eyes were like swamps and mist, as if they were filled with a strange and strange light coming from the depths of a dream.

"Hey, brother Fushen." The man spoke, but a gentle smile broke out on his endlessly intimidating face: "What kind of big event makes you hesitate to use such a projection."

"Brother Meng." Hua Fushen said with a solemn expression, "I have something to ask of you."

"Hahaha!" The man was surprised at first, then laughed: "With our friendship, there is no such thing as 'begging for each other'. If you have any difficult questions, just ask."