Xie Wuyou stretched out his hand, and in a moment, a sword light that could penetrate the six realms rushed from the lower realm.
This experience made the gods who were sitting quietly in the hall of the gods instantly moved.
"This..."
In shock and doubt, several gods couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw what they were worried about in each other's eyes.
Originally, the battle between Demon Zunzhenglou and Fei Peng's reincarnation in the New Immortal Realm had already made them dissatisfied. They felt that it had undermined the majesty of the leader of the six realms of the God Realm. However, the Emperor of Heaven had not yet spoken, so they could only watch.<
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But now, in their opinion, with the current situation, Fei Peng seems to be back, and his power is stronger than before, so how can they still be in the God Realm?
What's more, in their opinion, Fei Peng was relegated to the lower realm too soon. If Fei Peng were to return at this time, where would the rules of the God Realm be set?
Several gods exchanged glances, and they all understood that the other had the same worries as themselves, but they could still clearly feel this powerful divine power in the hall of the gods. If they were asked to take the initiative to stand up and say anything, no one would
Willing.
While making eye contact, no one was willing to take the initiative to stand up. They are all gods who have lived for thousands of years, and no one is a simple-minded person.
The Emperor of Heaven, who was sitting above him, looked at the small movements of the God below and couldn't help laughing and sighing.
The funny thing is that these gods that he created from the fruits of the sacred tree have not been as simple as before after thousands of years. What is sad is that in the entire god world, only Feipeng is brave enough to collide with him, but
Such a subordinate who can not only protect the divine realm for himself, but also allow himself to have a little fun in the boring life of millions of years, has been demoted to the lower realm by himself.
The Emperor couldn't help but reached out and stroked his hair, and he seemed to regret it again.
After the gods below saw the movements of the Emperor of Heaven, they didn't know what happened, but all their small movements stopped instantly, and they stood upright with their eyes, nose, and heart in mind.
On the other side, Xie Wuyou held the Zhaodan Divine Sword that came from the human world, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
"Old man, long time no see!"
Xie Wuyou stroked the blade of the sword with his hand and said with a sigh.
The Zhaodan Divine Sword suddenly made a sword cry, as if responding to him.
The next moment, Xie Wuyou flew directly into the clouds, flipped his wrist, and swung the Zhaodan Divine Sword from top to bottom. The sharp sword energy dispersed all the surrounding clouds in an instant.
"Okay, okay, Fei Peng... Fei Peng... you are finally back, hahaha!
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When Mo Zunzunlou saw Xie Wuyou at this moment, his eyes were filled with brilliance. No one could understand better than him who the person in front of him was.
Xie Wuyou also raised the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say any more nonsense and stared at the Demon Lord in front of him, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Chonglou, it's useless to talk more, let's fight!"
"Hahaha, well said!"
Chonglou laughed loudly, and the Yanbo Blood Blade on his wrist suddenly popped out, and he was in front of Xie Wuyou in the blink of an eye.
Dang...
Yanbo Blood Blade and Zhaodan Divine Sword, two artifacts born from the Nine Springs, finally fought together again after thousands of years. Like their masters, they were also full of fighting spirit at this moment.
"Drink!"
After blocking with the Zhaodan Divine Sword, Xie Wuyou instantly kicked out, but the kick missed. Zhonglou's figure instantly appeared behind him, and Xie Wuyou immediately spread his legs and fell down.
, Zhaodan Shenjian swung upwards to block Chonglou’s move, then he pushed his left hand down and immediately turned over.
The two of them were going back and forth, and for a while the sky was filled with silver-white sword light and bloody sword light, which was dizzying to watch.
"This red-haired monster is really powerful. It seems that he really showed mercy to me before."
Jingtian watched the battle between the two, recalling what happened when he met Chonglou along the way, he couldn't help but sigh.
"As the Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm, Chonglou has an arrogant and unruly personality, but what he values the most is an opponent like Feipeng."
Hearing Jingtian's sigh, Xiyao on the side couldn't help but say.
Xuejian heard the words and said very puzzledly: "Xiyao, is it true that Jingtian is Feipeng as he said? But. (This chapter is not finished!)
Chapter 333: The battle is over
Obviously..."
Xuejian didn't finish what he said, but the other two people understood what he meant.
Jingtian also looked at Xiyao with some confusion. He was really confused now, but he believed that if anyone in the God Realm could recognize Fei Peng, it would be the woman in front of him who had waited thousands of years for Fei Pengku.
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"He is Feipeng...but he is Feipeng only now..."
Xiyao looked at the two people fighting endlessly in the sky, tears welling up in her eyes. At this moment, it seemed as if everything had returned to thousands of years ago.
In the past, Xiyao couldn't bear to see Feipeng fighting with others, because every time she healed him after fighting with others, she looked at the scars, even though they were just minor injuries that would heal quickly, her heart still felt very sad.
Pain.
But now, she wishes that time could slow down a little more so that she could see Feipeng more. Even just a little bit, it would be very satisfying for her now, but all this is destined to be a luxury wish. p>
Whether it is Demon Zhonglou or Xie Wuyou, they are both experienced figures. Each move is already the top of the six realms. Whether it is the Zhaodan Divine Sword in Xie Wuyou's hand, or Zhonglou's
Yanbo Blood Blade, each move is faster than the last, and each move goes straight to the weak point that ordinary people can't find.
Soon, a light flashed in their eyes, and they attacked with their strongest strength.
After a loud bang, all the surrounding clouds dissipated, revealing the two figures.
"Uh!"
Xie Wuyou covered his chest and half-knelt on the ground. A trace of blood slowly appeared on his chest, armor and stomach.
"Haha...uh uh!"
Chonglou was about to laugh when suddenly a sharp pain hit his waist. He couldn't stand and fell to the ground. Although Chonglou stood up a moment later and waved his hand to dispel the sword intent in his waist, the wound quickly healed.
Restored to its original state.
Zhonglou looked at Xie Wuyou who turned around slowly with an ugly expression. Just now he didn't even notice that he had been hit, but then he started laughing again.
"It seems that my sword has improved a lot."
Xie Wuyou covered the wound on his chest and said with a smile.
"Yes, in today's competition, I am convinced that I lost. I completely lost. This has also settled my thousand-year regrets, and I can finally have a good sleep!"
Zhonglou said with a smile, and Xie Wuyou, who was opposite him, immediately laughed and scolded: "You guy, what do you mean you have completely lost today? Have you never lost before we started co-writing?"
Chonglou was stunned when he heard this, and took a deep look at Xie Wuyou, his lips slightly opened, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned to look at Jingtian aside and said: "Jingtian, I feel comfortable today, but you also
Don't slack off, I will fight with you again when I find time."
"Ah! No, haven't we already fought this? Why do we still need to fight!"
When Jingtian heard this, his face fell instantly. He didn't like fighting. After Bai Doufu delivered the box to Tianchi, he would go back to be his Yong'an shopkeeper. Then he would have time to fight with Chonglou.
However, Chonglou ignored Jingtian and disappeared in a flash of red light.
"Are you... okay?"
Xiyao looked at Xie Wuyou walking over, with a rare hint of fear on her face.
The next moment, Xiyao felt herself "bumping" into a heavy chest.
"Thank you, thank you, Xiyao, wait for me to come back..."
Xie Wuyou hugged Xiyao tightly, whispered in her ear, and then let her go.
Xiyao looked at Xie Wuyou in front of her in astonishment. After realizing it, she immediately laughed. With these words, she was willing to wait even if it took thousands of years.
The armor and stomach on Xie Wuyou's body disappeared in a flash, and the power in the injury on his chest was instantly swallowed up by the Void Sword World, and returned to its original state after just a few breaths.
"Sister Xiyao looks so pretty when she smiles."
Jingtian whispered at the side, and then felt a pain in his waist, and quickly begged Xuejian for mercy.
Just as the two were fighting, an evil aura suddenly erupted from the distance...