Chapter 1213 The Sword Master Cannot Be Insulted

"Broken... Broken!?"

"Wuxin Sword Domain was completely defeated! And Yun Che wasn't even injured 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 took more than ten steps back before the flames on his body were extinguished. Before he could stand still, the Heaven Smiting Sword was struck from the air.

when! !

Wu Guang and Jie Tian collided head-on for the first time. When the two huge forces exploded, Yun Che was shaken away. Jun Xilei took a few steps back and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. His face became paler, but she Before he could take a moment to breathe, the Golden Crow Fantasy God suddenly descended from the sky, and the Golden Crow flames filled the sky and crashed down mercilessly.

The Golden Crow Flame, which had only half the strength of Yun Che, was not a threat to Jun Xilei at all. However, she was seriously injured by Yun Che's sword when she came up. She was injured twice in the Wuxin Sword Domain, and at the same time she suffered the backlash of the domain being forcibly broken. , Yun Che's following sword completely shattered the trauma she had barely suppressed...

The attack from the Golden Crow Fantasy God was nothing less than a nightmare for her at this moment.

In the exploding flames, Jun Xilei let out a groan, ignited fire again and flew out, hitting him far away.

She suppressed the flames on her body and stubbornly wanted to stand up, but when she could stand straight up, the aura in her body went riot, and several streams of reverse blood spurted out wildly. Each mouthful brought a large amount of scarlet blood clots, and the strength in her whole body seemed to follow. The back blood was pulled away, causing her to collapse to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

Her eyes turned from cold to misty... She couldn't believe that she had been injured to this extent after fighting Yun Che for such a short time.

"Alas." Jun Wuming closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

After all, Jun Xilei still underestimated her enemy... No, it should be said that her resentment towards Yun Che was too strong, overwhelming all other thoughts, so she was taken advantage of by Yun Che.

If she had no resentment towards Yun Che and used all her strength to deal with it, even if Yun Che's strength was far superior to that of three days ago, the result would never be this.

The backlash of the Wuxin Sword Domain being broken was not serious at all, the attack from the Golden Crow Fantasy God was not threatening at all, and she could easily block Yun Che's heavy sword head-on... However, just because of the heavy damage from the first encounter, everything after that , all making the injury worse. At this moment, it is almost impossible to turn over.

In this battle, Jun Xilei was defeated. It could indeed be said that the defeat was unjust. She had a swordsmanship that could astound the entire God Realm, but she could only open up a Wuxin Sword Domain and it was difficult to continue. For her, this It will be a hard lesson. On the other hand, Yun Che was not only a freak in the profound way, but his city was far beyond Jun Xilei's level.

Yun Che did not take the opportunity to knock Jun Xilei off the God Conferring Stage, but instead dragged the Heaven Smiting Sword and walked forward unhurriedly. The Golden Crow Divine Shadow floated in the sky above him, releasing the scorching power of flames.

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

"Despicable? Haha..." Yun Che sneered: "When you severely wounded Huo Poyun with a malicious sword, causing him to lose all face and dignity, why didn't you think of the word 'despicable'?"

"If you hadn't wanted to repeat your old tricks just now and let me lose my dignity and lose humiliation, how could I have ended up like this? The result now is just your own fault!"

"you……"

"Oh, that's right." Yun Che's smile became colder and he mocked without mercy: "Didn't you say at that time that 'the Golden Crow Flame is nothing more than that'? But now, you are defeated so ugly by my Golden Crow Flame. , doesn’t this mean that your swordsmanship is not even worthy of the words ‘no more than that’!”

He was well aware of Jun Xilei's resentment towards him, and every time he looked at him, he wished he could cut him into pieces. Since that was the case, there was no need for him to be polite and just offend her to the end... Besides, she severely injured Huo Poyun first and despised Jin Wuyan later.

"..." Jun Xilei's whole body trembled, and an abnormal blush quickly appeared on his pale face: "Yun... Che..."

bite!

If something suddenly broke, there was a soft sound, and Jun Xilei, who was seriously injured, suddenly flew up. In an instant, the sky was filled with sword intent. Jun Xilei's whole body was covered with blood, and the hatred in his pupils was like thousands of heart-piercing thorns. The sharp sword of the soul, the fog-light sword in his hand pointed directly at the sky, making a crisp sword cry.

"This is... Yan Xing Sword Formation?"

Jun Wuming's eyes moved and he shouted loudly: "Leier, stop it!"

Jun Xilei's move was clearly the start of the Yan Xing Sword Formation. Normally, Jun Xilei could control the Yan Xing Sword Formation with ease, but at this moment, if she forced it to move, it would only drastically aggravate her injuries.

Yun Che had witnessed Jun Xilei's Yan Xing Sword Formation with his own eyes, and Luo Changsheng was injured under this terrifying sword formation.

But unfortunately, the aura of the sword array that she forcibly activated in this state made him unable to feel even a hint of threat. He sneered directly, the flames of the Heaven Smiting Sword surged, and a "Golden Destruction" swept down.

Bang! !

Before the sword formation could take shape, it was torn apart by the flaming sword. Under the backlash, Jun Xilei's whole body was shaken violently. The profound energy and sword power that he had just condensed crazily collapsed. Yun Che's sword power turned around, and a huge force of heaven-smiting power showed no mercy. The blast hit Jun Xilei's body.

boom! !

With a painful groan, Jun Xilei fell down from the air and hit the ground. The fog light sword took off his hand and drew a pale arc in the space, flying very far away.

The "ding" sound when it landed seemed to ring in everyone's hearts and souls.

Jun Xilei's sword... fell out of hand.

To the Sword Master's lineage, the sword is as important as life... no, it is an existence that is more important than life. As a Sword Master, he will be with the sword his whole life, taking the sword as his life, his dignity, and his belief. .

Having the sword knocked out of one's hand was the greatest setback and humiliation for the Sword Master.

Even when Jun Xilei fought with Luo Changsheng and was seriously injured and exhausted, she never let go of the Mist Light Sword.

Yun Che's time in the God Realm was short after all, so he didn't know this. However, when the Mist Light Sword fell to the ground, the quiet and strange atmosphere in the spectator seats, and Jun Xilei's eyes that instantly lost their color, made him vaguely understand something.

However, of course he would not take it to heart. He turned around coldly and said indifferently: "Surrender yourself. Or, you can knock yourself out, so that you may lose more gracefully."

"Oh, by the way, there is a saying that my master taught you last time, but it is obvious that you did not learn it. I don't mind teaching you again."

"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!"

Jun Xilei: "..."

Yun Che turned his back to her and issued a cold warning: "Don't think that you have suffered a great injustice. 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 and will only make you uglier than today!"

After speaking, Yun Che walked away without looking back.

Poof...

Behind him, there was a sound of vomiting blood. But this time, it was not Jun Xilei's injury that broke out, but the blood flowed backwards due to the anger.

Jun Xilei's face was sometimes pale, sometimes red, her whole body was trembling, blood dripped from the corners of her lips, her teeth were clenched tightly, shame, anger, resentment, murderous intent... like the most terrible nightmare in the world, running through every corner of her body and soul.

She was the descendant of the Sword King, such an honorable and noble identity, even the Star Realm King had to bow down in front of her and dared not be disrespectful. Her talent and strength were completely worthy of this identity. She was ranked among the "Four Sons of God" known to everyone in the Eastern God Realm. Among the young generation outside the King Realm of the entire Eastern God Realm, only Luo Changsheng could defeat her.

She firmly believed that she could replace her master in the future and become the Sword King of the Eastern God Realm, and no one in the world doubted this.

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

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

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

She could lose.

But how could she lose to him... How could she lose so miserably!

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

Shui Yingyue frowned and said: "Jun Xilei is an extremely arrogant person who values ​​dignity very much, but in this battle, she didn't even use one tenth of her strength and was defeated miserably. It can be said that she lost face... Moreover, Yun Che seemed to be deliberately humiliating Jun Xilei. There must be some hatred between them."

Shui Qianheng pondered for a moment and said: "This After all, the descendant of the Sword Lord is still too young. Yingyue, in this case, your next opponent is Yun Che... It may be a tough battle. "

Shui Yingyue nodded slightly: "Don't worry, father, Jun Xilei is a lesson. I will never be careless or hold back when fighting Yun Che in three days!"

"Yes." Shui Qianheng nodded, and suddenly frowned, turned his eyes to Jun Xilei, and whispered: "What is she going to do?"

"Yun... Che... Stop... Stop! !"

Behind Yun Che, Jun Xilei's bloody trembling voice came, and every word was full of resentment.

Yun Che stopped, turned slowly, and met Jun Xilei's eyes. The hatred in them was as strong as the endless abyss that wanted to swallow him up. Perhaps, all the resentment in her life added up, is not as strong as this moment.

But for Yun Che, he had seen too many similar looks before, and he was not moved at all. He said indifferently: "Why, you still want to fight with me? Aren't you afraid that it will be even more ugly later? If you want revenge, you'd better admit defeat and heal your wounds. I'll accompany you at any time!"

"..." Jun Xilei's chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes showed a terrible darkness. She slowly straightened her upper body, and stood up bit by bit with great difficulty.

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

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

In his sight, Jun Xilei's eyes were like the abyss, and her arm slowly raised, reaching behind her... reaching for the ancient sword that she always carried on her back no matter when and where, even in the Conferred God Battle, and her bloody palm grasped the bronze hilt.

Her action shocked everyone, and the faces of those star realm masters who knew what the ancient sword was changed slightly.

At the edge of the spectator booth, Jun Wuming, who had remained calm even when Jun Xilei was defeated, suddenly changed his expression and shouted like thunder: "Lei'er, stop it!!"

Jun Wuming's roar was so terrifying that it almost made the powerful warriors vomit blood. Jun Xilei's whole body was shaking, but her hand was still on the hilt of the sword, not letting go.

Yun Che's face darkened little by little, and a strong sense of uneasiness was impacting his soul.

"Lei'er! Don't you want to live anymore!" Jun Wuming's figure quickly swept to the edge of the Conferred God Platform, his face solemn to the extreme: "You cannot use the nameless sword... This is the master's order!"

Countless profound practitioners in the Eastern Divine Region were all shocked, and could hardly believe that the dignified Sword Lord would have such a violent reaction. And the Exalted Exile had already stood in front of Jun Wuming like a conditioned reflex, fearing that he would suddenly intervene... even though he was the Sword Lord.

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

"Master... orders... cannot... be... disobeyed..."

"Sword Lord... also... cannot... be... insulted!!"

Clang! !

Jun Xilei swung her arm down, and with a loud sound, "Wuming" was unsheathed.

An unparalleled sword power came silently.

Under this sword power, Yun Che was like being swept by a hurricane. With a muffled sound, he retreated dozens of steps, his internal organs were overwhelmed, and his heart was filled with endless horror.

It was just the sword power when it was unsheathed!

Clang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In Yun Che's ears, chaotic clanging sounds came from every direction.

In the spectator seats, countless swords were trembling and humming. And the swords that could be carried by the profound practitioners who came here were all ordinary items, but the moment "Wuming" was unsheathed, they were like common people who suddenly saw the emperor coming to the world, and they made a humming sound of awe and submission. (https:)