Against the Gods

“No… name… sword! ”

“Sword of the Sword King! ”

There are countless shouts from all corners of the Eastern Divine Domain.

Yun Che's pupils were contracting, and the moment the unnamed sword came out of its sheath, the previous feeling of anxiety directly turned into death, and it was extremely strong. This feeling clearly tells Yun Che that this sword could easily take his life.

His tearful hands held the bronze blade handle together. Even so, the blade handle was still trembling violently and seemed to want to break free. Above the handle of the sword, the existence of the sword body cannot be seen, there is nothing but a blank, it seems that this “unnamed sword”, only the blade handle exists.

But the aura that tightened every nerve in his body was telling him about the horror of the sword.

On the gallery, countless powerful men stood up, some with amazement and some with big frowns. The unnamed sword, and only these powerful men who stand at the top of the divine realm, truly know its strength, and they are even more aware that this sword is by no means a force at the level of the king's tears can be mastered, and the consequences of forcible mastery will be terrible.

“Tears... stop! Stop!! ”

Unnamed and utterly dismayed, reason did not force him to break into the shrine, but he had obvious disturbances all over his body... because he knew better than anyone what would happen if he used an unnamed sword to tear up his tears at this moment.

Unnamed swords are swords of kings, and only tears are passed on to kings. The reason why he kept his nameless sword on his body, day and night, was to allow his tears to coincide with it so that they could be manipulated as soon as possible.

But at least that's after the monarch tears the Divine Monarch Realm!

Now Kingslayer acts with tears... light is a great loss of talent, heavy is a waste, and there is even the possibility of death!

His tears were deafening, his eyes darkened, his lips bitten tightly, and then suddenly a bloody mist erupted, spraying on the unknown sword.

Suddenly, the chestnut struggle of the unnamed sword began to slow down until it stopped, under the stain of blood mist, a translucent sword body slightly flashed, if hidden.

“…” Yun Che's eyebrows sank deeply, and his hands also held Tianxian's sword dead. He felt that the tears of King Xie were not spraying ordinary blood mist, but distinguished by fine blood!

“Tears!!” Nobody is completely appalled... He only has one heir to tears, he has few Shou Yuan left, and he is not destined to find another suitable heir. Tears are not only his only disciple, but also the only heir to the sword's pulse. If King's tears die here, it means that the sword's pulse is broken!

“Is she... is she crazy?” The watermark was astonishing. As the son of the King of the Dew Light Realm, you will naturally not wonder why an anonymous sword exists. Forced sheath, no hesitation in sacrificing sperm blood, how much resentment and madness is required to make it!

“… it seems to her that dignity outweighs life and even her own gift of swordplay.” Mizuki took a slight breath in the moon and her eyes were unknown and complicated. She and Junxiao teared several times and felt that she was a very lonely person, but never thought that she would ever do so.

Perhaps, at her age, the cultivation of Sword Dao has reached its present state and has much to do with her general nature.

At this moment, the mutation was born.

You are nameless as the eagle dives into the sky and plunges directly into the shrine.

The obscenity remover has been watching closely the atmosphere of the nobody, but in his subconscious mind, he does not think that the nobody will strike because he is Jianjun, the highest ranking figure in the entire Eastern Divine domain, the experience is as vast as the sky, the heart is as stable as Weishan... Besides, he is the one who has experienced the most Xuan God Congress, the clearest about how serious it is to interfere in the battle of the sealing gods.

But he did.

The obscene honor remover also instantly took the shot, before crossing over to the nobody, in the face of the nobody, his deity could not be too tough naturally, slowly said: “Senior Sword King, whatever happens on the Shenzhen platform, as long as it is not malicious violation, no one can interfere. ”

“In this battle, I confess on behalf of the bad guys, let me take her away!” Unnamed sedentary airways.

“They're the only ones who can admit defeat!” The obscene and honorable are silent.

Jun Xie's tearful blood spread on the unnamed sword, Sword Wei was expanding, but Jun's unnamed heart fell rapidly, his eyebrows sinking, sudden hands, a wave of air swept forward.

A swordsman's hand is no different. Suddenly, the end storm descended over the area of the Shintoi, and the sky shook clouds in a flash. Under the remainder of the waves, a large number of spectators were bombarded by Wanyue and flew far away in the midst of a scream.

The isolated junction of the Shinto shrine has also fallen considerably and is in danger of breaking up.

The defiler, though strong, is not the opponent of Sword King, instantly distant shock. Jane Doe was about to burst into tears and a long sigh came from her ear.

“Alas.”

When the storm disappeared and everything was calm, the catastrophic wave seemed to be just a mirage. An elderly man in grey clothes appeared in front of him. Blackbeard floated and his eyes purified water. He stood only in front of him, but it seemed as if he had crossed an Optimus Mountain in front of him, making it harder for him to enter.

Zeus Heavenly Divine Emperor!

“Sword King, old age fully understands your impatience, but this is the battle of the sealed gods. You should understand that no one has ever been able to desecrate the Battle of God.” The Emperor of the Universe God slows his voice.

Surely he understands the impulse of the nobody, and if he is nobody, he may do the same, but this is the world of celestial gods, and this is the battle of the sealed gods.

“Don't stop me!” Nobody has a gloomy face, his sword is full of agitation: “I have only one disciple, this is the only heir to the sword! When I take her away, I will give an explanation to the universe! ”

“It's her choice.” The Emperor of the Universe Sighs: “The consequences, too, should be borne by themselves! Old age promises to dissuade you... but never interfere! Otherwise, it might damage the reputation of your swordsmen, alas. ”

“Master………………"

Nobody was just about to speak, below, suddenly came the sound of tears.

Her voice was particularly painful, and every word seemed to do everything in its power: “Brother... son... no... Shaw...”

“But… if the teacher respects… strong resistance…”

“Disciple…… must…… hate you…"

Yunche: “…”

That was definitely the ultimate word, making everyone sudden. The king was named there, his eyes trembled...

“Tears… you… you…"

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he never really seemed to know this disciple that he put all his heart and hope into.

“...” Yunnan's eyebrows were wrinkled, her spirit was tight, and all her Xuan Qi was fully mobilized by him... This is a fucking crazy woman!

Junxie tears his arms slowly lifted, a sword like from the heaven, dead suppressed and locked every breath of Yunchuan. Even though he sacrificed his fine blood, he could not play even a thousandth of his sword.

However, the unnamed sword is the sword of the sword monarch. Even if Ding points divine power, it is by no means the strength at this level of cloud clarity can bear.

Kingsgiving tears' energy forcibly coincided with sword qi, under the breath of the sword, her wounds were also forcibly suppressed. Although she suffered severe internal injuries, she did not consume too much Xuan power. In her current state, she was able to wield three swords at all costs.

Three swords, enough to kill Yun Che three times!

His old eyes became cloudy and his whole body was an unprecedented feeling of powerlessness.

Watching King Xi tears up his unnamed sword. Unnamed King has obviously renounced strong resistance. The ice cloud can no longer be calm. He stood up and shouted: “Yun Cheu, that is the sword of King Jian, you are not able to resist at all, you...”

It is impossible to stop at all because the voice of King Xie's tears is the ultimate. She wants to leave the Shintoi immediately... However, she understands the spleen of Yunnai, wants him to run away, and wants him to confess to defeat himself is simply impossible.

Even if you know your life is in danger.

On this point, he and Jun Xie tears, actually very much alike.

Unsurprisingly, in the face of the warning of the ice cloud, Yunchuan laid the sword in front of him, his body burned with agitation, and the shadow of Jin Wu Yan also flew from the air, floating in front of Yunchuan.

Clarity is to rock the power of the unknown sword, and there is no such thing as a retreat.

“Yunche!” Mu Bingyun shouted, but couldn't say anything else.

If Yunche wants to do so, no one can stop him, just as no one can stop the tears of the monarch at this moment.

“He wants to... forcibly resist the Unnamed Sword?” The watermark shouted.

“Yunchuan came from the lower realm, and soon came to the divine realm, he should not have known the horror of the unknown sword. If he forcibly does so, he is likely to die.” Mizuki lowered her voice, she glanced at the water and found her face pale, her legs together and her little hands clutching the horn tightly.

She had never seen the sound of water so tense.

“Humph, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't run away. This kid, he's also very arrogant in his bones, even Lo Chang 'an dared to retaliate with such vicious means in public. By the way, it suits you very well like this little girl.” The water frowned slightly and the pupils flashed a worrisome color deep inside.

Moon: “…”

Dead and silent, all the aura is attracted by irresistible forces, wildly pouring into the sword of nobody.

At this point, a strand of the airplane slightly pulled, and the unnamed sword slashed down in everyone's suddenly shrunken pupils.

“Yunche!! ”

“Brother Cloud!! ”

The snow world and the fiery divine realm seats sounded and staggered shouting, but it could not be transmitted to Yunchuang's ears, because at the moment the unnamed sword was cut down, everything on the Shen Dai was completely overthrown by Sword Wei...

With tears, there is no way to truly master the Unknown Sword. She has done everything in her power to wield the most elementary sword.

But that's the sword of the Unknown Sword!

Obviously it is only an invisible sword, but the cloud feels like an infinite abyss beneath itself, and beneath the abyss, its strength and impending struggle seem immensely small.

His teeth were tight, his figure retreated, the golden fiery shadow shouted, and he danced with animated golden flames to the unknown sword.

Boom Lung!!

The dull roar lasted only for a very short moment, and the golden flame was completely extinguished before it fully erupted, as if it had been erased directly from the world. Anonymous Swordman also struck the golden flame shadow at this time...

In an instant, the golden udder flame shadow was passed through, a howl, and when the sky broke apart, the flames broke apart.

At this time, the retrogressing clouds have gathered all their powers, stopped their shape, and then, with the golden flame of the bright sun, in the countless screams of almost torn throat, proactively confronted the horror of the unnamed sword.

“Destroy the heavens and the earth!! ”

“Don't!!!” The watery sounds of the flowers were discolored and a crying bloody cry was made... but I could only watch the clouds completely covered by golden flames hit the unknown sword.

Boom ——————

The dull roar spread through every corner of the universe, the shrine burst wildly, and a crack ripped almost instantly to the edge of the shrine.

The bursting golden flame spreads straight into the sky, but disappears at an extremely fast rate. In the golden flames of rapid destruction, the sword of the heavens flew far away, and a shadow of a man, such as a broken blood bag, sprinkled a large amount of blood rain in the air.

After landing, a long red orangutan line was dragged on the Shinto.

“Yun Che!! ”

Sitting in the snow world, everyone's face is instantly white and bloodless and desperate.

Junxie knelt half to his knees, spit a bite of blood, and his arms and sleeves were completely stained with blood. Her wounds have undoubtedly aggravated again under this sword, but she feels no pain... nor the pleasure she deserves.

She looked up and looked forward… far away from her gaze, a completely bloody figure, but slowly stood up.

In front of Yunchuan, a striking blood mark stretched from his left shoulder to his right rib, several bloodstreams like a fountain...

but failed to cut through his body.

Cloudy face painfully distorted, crisp right arm hard lifted, pressed over the blood ditch in front of him, blue light slightly flashed, frozen condensation, force the wound to ice seal.

He was clear that it was the Dragon God's marrow that saved his life again.

Otherwise, your body has just been cut into two pieces by an anonymous sword, no luck!

King Xie tears eyes are cold and stagnant, all the spectators are eye-wrapped, long time no look back... they are not shocked by the strength of the unnamed sword, but...

Yun Che actually went on... or the front!