Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 1620 Create Time!

Lingxia Tianzun waved his hand and said: "Needless to say, I know that you are loyal, but Jing Yun is also loyal."

"Your son was raised by his biological parents, isn't it Jing Yun?"

"Besides, it was your son who provoked the incident, and he has to bear all the consequences."

As soon as Lingxia Tianzun finished speaking, Ma Lin's hysterical roar came:

"Father, take care of yourself, it's a child who is not filial."

"Jing Yun, I, Ma Lin, curse you to die!"

Ma Boshang got up and looked back, and saw a scene of endless grief, but saw his son being swallowed to pieces in the tide of sword light!

Immediately, Ma Boshang felt dizzy and slumped on the seat!

"Dead... Both of my sons were killed by Jing Yun..." Ma Boshang was furious, spattering out a mouthful of blood!

"It's amazing." At this time, Li Shiyin looked at Tan Yun standing above the altar, with a look of admiration in her beautiful eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Mother, this Jing Yun is really amazing. My daughter thinks he is a daughter. I have seen him." Of all men, the most pleasing to the eye."

Lingxia Tianzun smiled and joked: "Mother's precious daughter, no matter how powerful Jing Yun is, but he is only a third-class god, even if he wins the championship, he will not be able to defeat you."

"If you have a good impression of him, then when Jing Yunruo wins the championship and you play a game with you, you just let him win you on purpose."

A blush appeared on Li Shiyin's face that could be broken by blowing bombs, and then she returned to normal, and said via voice transmission: "Mother, you are making fun of my daughter! My daughter doesn't want to talk to you anymore."

"My daughter will never let anyone!"

...

When the mother and daughter communicated through sound transmission, Tan Yun felt a sense of exhaustion hit his mind above the No. 3 altar. His body swayed in the air, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

Restraining Tan Yun's excitement to kill Ma Lin, King Baicheng hurriedly said, "Yun'er, you just used up too much power of the God of Thunder, and now you must calm down and recover from your injuries and strength!"

"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded and said, "Until I recover from my injuries, Patriarch Ma, please fulfill your promise!"

Hearing this, Ma Boshang, who was limp on the seat, blushed and said, "Jing Yun, don't, don't... bully people too much!"

"Too much deceit?" Tan Yun said coldly: "It was your son Ma Yao who was too deceitful and wanted to kill me in Qingyangfang City. What's wrong with me killing him?"

"Today, you father and son wanted to put me to death, but Ma Lin was killed by me. He deserves to be blamed!"

"Don't delay my recovery time, call Dad!"

After hearing this, Ma Boshang was trembling all over, and when he wanted to say something, the King Mufeng got up and looked back at Lingxia Tianzun and said: "Master Tianzun, Master Ma didn't keep his word, he didn't keep his promise..."

Before God King Mu Feng finished speaking, Ma Boshang said loudly: "Shen King Mu Feng, don't say any more, why don't you call my master!"

After saying that, Ma Boshang endured the shame and humiliation, and said in a deep voice to Tan Yun: "Father."

"Well, good son." After Tan Yun responded with a smile, under Ma Boshang's cannibalistic gaze, after putting the Excalibur into the Divine Ring, he volleyed down on the lush grass below the stage, sat cross-legged, and recovered from his injuries. The divine power consumed in the spirit pool...

At this moment, the god kings looked at Tan Yun with no doubts, and felt that Tan Yun's courage was indeed beyond their imagination!

At the same time, everyone could see that Tan Yun was confident of defeating Ma Lin before the game between Tan Yun and Ma Lin, but he used his superb acting skills to pretend to be seriously injured and deceived everyone. Ma Lin also humiliated Ma Boshang in public.

Afterwards, everyone turned their attention to the other fourteen altars, watching other people's games.

On the altar No. 15, Xuanyuanrou had already used the Godly Sword Art of Suppressing Heaven, and fought fiercely with Bai Xuanyi who had used all her means, and the fight was indistinguishable...

On the altar No. 14, Zhan Zusheng, the seventh-rank god of heaven, was beaten into danger by Yuwen Shu, the eldest son of Yuwen God King.

"Brother Yuwen, I admit defeat!" Zhan Zusheng retracted his sword and spoke without any resignation.

In his heart, if he is also a ninth-class god, Yuwen Shu may not win him.

Yu Wenshu clasped his fists and said, "Accept."

Zhan Zusheng seemed to have thought of something, and said with dark eyes: "Brother Yuwen pursues Xuanyuanrou, we all know it."

"But Xuanyuan Rou is Jing Yun's fiancée, and Jing Yun has a grudge against me. I also ask Brother Yuwen to kill Jing Yun if he encounters him in the next game!"

Hearing this, Yu Wenshu took a deep breath and said: "It's natural, as long as I meet him, I will kill him!"

...

On the altar No. 13, Shi Mu, the third son of King Liuyun, and Mu Zihua, the only son of King Mulong, broke out in a shocking battle. No one can tell who is stronger...

In the altar No. 12, Lu Dian, the son of the God King Lu Song, after defeating his opponent, floated down on the luxuriant grass, and stood there vigorously...

In the altar No. 11, Balshaxuan, the eldest son of the Titan God King, with a hill-like body, forcibly bumped his opponent so that blood spewed from his mouth, and fell on the stage in a serious injury and unconsciousness.

Immediately, Balshaxuan's body shrank suddenly, turned into a height of Zhang Xu, and jumped off the altar...

In the altar No. 10, Ximen Fengxi, the only son of the Ximen God King, floated down under the altar with a smile like a spring breeze after defeating his opponent...

In the rest of the altar, other gamers fought inextricably, trying their best to compete for the chance to enter the fifth round...

While these people were playing games, Tan Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, was quickly recovering the unhealed injuries in his body and the consumed power of the thunder god.

Tan Yun is confident that with his own recovery speed, he only needs to give himself an hour to recover!

Just as Tan Yun was thinking to himself, Xuanyuanrou's sweet voice sounded in his mind, "You can practice with peace of mind, and I will drag Bai Xuanyi along to create more time for you."

Listening to Xuanyuanrou's words, Tan Yun felt extraordinarily happy in his heart, and said via voice transmission: "Well, thank you, Rou'er."

"Oh, by the way, will this affect your final outcome with her?"

Immediately, Xuanyuanrou's domineering voice sounded again from Tan Yun's mind, "No, even though she is very strong, she will still lose."

"Except for you, I am not sure of winning the game here, and no one else is my opponent."

"Don't forget that in the past, when you and I were in the same realm, it took you a long time to defeat me after a fierce battle. Now I am a fourth-class god, and you are only a third-class god. You may not be my opponent."

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, you can recover from your injury at ease."

Listening to Xuanyuanrou's voice, Tan Yun couldn't deny that what she said was the truth. If he was weaker than her, there was at most a 60% chance of defeating her.

There is no other reason, just because she used to be the patriarch of the Spirit Clan and the second most powerful person in the Primordial God Realm besides herself!

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after half an hour, the winners of the other altars had been born, but on the altar No. 15, Xuanyuan and Bai Xuanyi, who were wearing armor, were still fighting fiercely!

In the past half an hour, the wound on Tan Yun's chest had healed more than half of it in Tan Yun's broken armor.

Seventy percent of the divine power consumed in the spirit pool has also recovered.

He sat cross-legged and opened his eyes at some point, looking at Xuanyuanrou who was fighting fiercely with Bai Xuanyi on the altar, his eyes were full of affection...

On the altar No. 15, Bai Xuanyi, who had exhausted her means, said out of breath, "I understand!"

"Xuanyuanrou, you have been deliberately avoiding my frontal attack, and your purpose is to delay time and create time for Jing Yun to recover!"