Against the Gods

Yun Che returned to the seat of the Blue Wind Imperial Family, Cang Yue hurriedly greeted him with bottles full of wound medicine, picked up the gauze and gently wiped the wound on his forehead: "Junior Brother Yun, is there anything wrong? Are you seriously injured? Have you suffered any internal injuries?"

"Don't worry, it's all innocuous, minor injuries. I'll get better if I just sleep." Yun Che said with a relaxed expression.

Yun Che's face was ruddy, his breathing was steady, and he didn't even feel the rush after the fierce battle. The wounds under the broken clothes were basically red marks, and there were not even a few traces of blood beads. Cang Yue felt relieved and looked at it. He glanced at him, and then suddenly chuckled: "You look like a savage who just climbed out of the deep mountains."

A gust of wind blew, and Yun Che suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if he had no clothes on. He quickly took out a looser shirt from the Sky Poison Pearl and put it over his body. Qin Wushang said meaningfully in his ears: "Yun Che, why did you give up entering the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region? There must be some extremely important reason for refusing even such a dream land?"

"Well, that's right." Yun Che nodded: "Mighty Heavenly Sword Region does have a huge temptation for me, but for me, there are many things that are thousands of times more important than Mighty Heavenly Sword Region." After he finished speaking, he turned around. He glanced at Cang Yue and smiled slightly.

Cang Yue was startled for a moment, and then she smiled softly, a mist of water quietly forming in her eyes... Enough... With his words, with his eyes and smile, this life is enough... …

"It's not like what a young man your age said." Qin Wushang's face was full of admiration, then he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "So, how confident are you of winning tomorrow's final battle? "

In the previous competition, Qin Wushang thought time and time again that it was the end of Yun Che's qualifying battle, and that he would no longer be able to move forward. However, Yun Che won one game after another, and repeatedly let him know that he was completely thorough. Bottom line underestimated this young man. Now, in the face of Ling Yun who could not defeat him no matter how he thought about it, Qin Wushang no longer asserted that he had no chance of winning tomorrow, but asked him how much he was sure of winning in an extremely earnest tone of anticipation.

Yun Che didn't think about it, and shook his head directly: "I'm not sure, tomorrow's opponent is really too strong."

"Even if you lose, it doesn't matter. After all, Ling Yun has already surpassed the level that young profound practitioners can achieve." Qin Wushang chuckled, "Also, you have already made the most of this qualifying competition. In the eyes of most people, you are already the biggest winner in this qualifying battle."

While speaking, Yun Che felt a gloomy feeling swept across his back, he turned around, glanced at the location of Burning Tianmen, and smiled coldly.

Yun Che's unexpected refusal to join the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region made Fen Juecheng heave a sigh of relief, and at the same time his murderous intent towards Yun Che was stronger several times. He never thought that Yun Che would really resist the temptation to join the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region. If he didn't join now, he would take the initiative to find Ling Kun soon. In his hand, there is still the sound transmission jade that Ling Kun personally gave.

Then, if you want to kill Yun Che, you must speed up... It must be before he becomes a member of Mighty Heavenly Sword Region!

Well, the best time is to...

Fen Juecheng's eyes swept away, and then he landed on the seat of the Sky Spear Thunder Fire Fort. He saw that Mu Tianbei's face was as ugly as if he had just swallowed a stool. Although it was far away, he could vaguely catch his pair. The hatred and murderous intent flashed through the eagle's eyes from time to time.

"It seems that there is a good knife that can be used." Fen Juecheng put his chin in his hand and laughed sternly.

It took a long time for the devastated Sword Discourse Arena to be repaired urgently. Ling Wugou walked back to the center of the Sword Discourse Arena and announced that the second battle was about to begin.

"Go!" Ling Yuefeng waved to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun nodded, without seeing any movements or profound energy fluctuations under his feet, the whole person flew up, and when he was in the air, he grabbed his palms in the air,

The Heavenly Duck Sword that was in Ling Jie's hand spontaneously flew into his hand. In the next instant, he had landed in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena, standing splendidly, his robe fluttering, his face like a crown of jade, his eyes like autumn water, and his handsomeness came out of the dust. Immediately, many girls' eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and their hearts were beating.

"Qingyue, let's go. If we defeat Lingyun, we will have won the first place in this qualifying battle." Chu Yueli said with a very determined voice.

For a while, the ice spirit fluttered, the cold air rippled slightly, and Xia Qingyue also landed in front of Ling Yun silently, still in white clothes and blue spirit, her face covered with ice veil, only a pair of star-like eyes flashed with a beautiful brilliance.

Looking at these eyes from a close distance, Ling Yun's calm eyes suddenly appeared absent-minded, because these were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life. This kind of beauty was indescribable and unexplainable, and he clearly felt that he was in When looking at these beautiful eyes, his will and soul were deeply attracted, making him almost unable to look away.

Such beautiful eyes... Under the veil, there should be a girl as beautiful as a fairy...

Ling Yun thought silently in his heart, and at the same time, he had a desire to see her true face. With a swing of his Tianyang sword, he made a simple sword salute to Xia Qingyue: "Ling Yun, disciple of Tianjian Villa, ask Fairy Xia to teach me."

Xia Qingyue did not respond, she was silent, like an ice sculpture.

Seeing that the two of them were already prepared, Ling Wugou did not delay any longer, and said loudly: "The second battle of the four, Tianjian Villa Lingyun, against Xia Qingyue from Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace, the battle begins!!"

With the shocking confrontation between Yun Che and Ling Jie as a foil, people didn't have much expectations for this battle. This is a match that is already doomed, because one side is Ling Yun... and the battle with Ling Yun will undoubtedly be a one-sided crush. Just as Qin Wushang said, Ling Yun's strength has surpassed the level of the younger generation, and it is impossible to find a person who can match him among his peers.

Without Jasmine, Yun Che's thoughts would not be any different from other people's.

But Jasmine's evaluation of Xia Qingyue made Yun Che full of strange expectations for this match, and the focus of attention also shifted from Ling Yun to Xia Qingyue. And no matter who wins this match, tomorrow is destined to be an extremely difficult battle... Ling Yun wins, Ling Jie at the sixth level of the Spirit Profound Realm is already so powerful, and Ling Yun at the third level of the Earth Profound Realm is just as powerful as you can imagine. Know. And if... it was Xia Qingyue who won, Xia Qingyue, who could even defeat Ling Yun, would undoubtedly be an even more terrifying opponent.

Xia Qingyue...is it really possible to defeat Ling Yun, who won the first place in the ranking battle at the age of seventeen?

Ling Yun stood with his sword in hand, the sword energy all over his body swaying slightly, but he remained motionless. The opponent was a girl, and his age and profound strength were much lower than his, so of course he would not take the initiative. Xia Qingyue raised her jade hand, and when the cold light flashed, she had a crystal clear ice crystal long sword in her hand. The "Xueyue Silent", the starting hand of the three swords, stabbed out gently, graceful and graceful, and seemed to have no lethal force. He only saw people being delighted for a while, but only Ling Yun felt a strong oncoming attack. A biting chill came.

Ling Yun's left hand was behind his back, and his feet were just a simple wrong step. He didn't use any body technique profound skills, and the Tian Yuan sword started, and he didn't wield any sword skills, and he calmly attacked...

ding ding ding ding...

Following Ling Yun's understatement of the sword dance, the Tian Yuan sword and the ice crystal sword collided dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and a large area of ​​light blue ice blossoms and ice shards scattered when the ice lotus shattered also fluttered around them. The previous battle between Yun Che and Ling Jie was fierce and thrilling, but Ling Yun and Xia Qingyue's fight seemed to be the elegant dance of a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hehe, it seems that Yun'er wants to save some face for the other party." Ling Yuefeng said with a smile.

"That's natural. Yun'er has a kind heart. This is a battle of four, and the opponent is just a girl. He definitely won't raise his hand to defeat the opponent like he did before." Xuanyuan Yufeng said with a light smile.

Xia Qingyue's sword posture was dancing like a blue butterfly, while Ling Yun was strolling in the courtyard. As dozens of ice lotuses bloomed and withered one after another, their swords also collided hundreds of times, a harmonious scene of equal strength. But Yun Che's eyes were burning with fire... Your uncle's Lingyun! I have never danced swords with Qingyue's wife, you are still enjoying it! If your opponent tomorrow is you, watch me smash you to the bottom of your feet with a single sword! !

Ding! !

The two swords collided, and an ice lotus exploded gorgeously at the position where the two swords collided. Ling Yun's body flipped and fell five feet away. The Tian Yuan sword swung horizontally, his eyes condensed, and the sword momentum also took place. The change, the sword intent surrounding him and the sword, suddenly erupted like a flood that burst a dyke...

"Fairy Xia... offended!!"

The voice fell, Ling Yun flipped his palm, profound energy and sword intent surged, the Heavenly Mandarin Sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards Xia Qingyue. One of them turned into a dozen swords, then dozens of swords... a few hundred swords... and finally turned into an overwhelming sword formation, shrouding Xia Qingyue like a huge group of meteors.

"Wow!!" On the Sword Discourse Stage, a large exclamation sounded.

This move, they had just witnessed in the previous battle between Ling Jie and Yun Che, it was the Mighty Heavenly Sword Formation—Dazzling Tianxing. But Ling Yun's move was dazzling, and the battle was ten times stronger than Ling Jie's. Ling Jie only radiated a hundred swords of light, while Ling Yun radiated a thousand swords of light. Mangdu was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, and above the power, it couldn't compare to Ling Jie at all.

Ling Yun's terrifying strength was evident from this move.

"It seems that the game is over." Almost everyone thought so in their hearts. This kind of battle made some sect elders tremble with fear, and it was impossible for the younger generation to take over. It was impossible for Ling Jie, impossible for Yun Che, and even more impossible for Xia Qingyue.