Tian Jue's clone suddenly changed his expression, suppressed his sneer, and glared at Ji Tianxing angrily.
He was covered in a layer of surging anger, his eyes were as dark as ice, and his tone was angry and low.
Ji Tianxing was not afraid at all, but looked at him with more contempt, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "The way of heaven is imperfect, but the way of God is infinite.
You are trapped in a low-level world and spend your whole life just chasing fame and fortune. The most you can do is seek a way to ascend.
You blame the law of heaven for being unfair, but you don’t even understand what the law of heaven is.
You are just a frog in a well, but you boast that you have the ambition to swallow the sky. Isn't it ridiculous?
I once climbed to the top of the divine way, commanded all gods, went to the source of the sea of stars in the morning, and visited the burial stars in the evening.
Wherever you feel like it, sing along with the sun star and raise a toast with the lunar star in your sight.
Moved by love, I picked the eighteen stars of Tiangang to make a bead chain, and the thirty-six stars of Earthly Evil to wear as a carved ring.
The supremacy of heaven, the vastness of the universe, the mystery of the divine way... How can you imagine all of this?"
Speaking of the past story, Ji Tianxing's clothes were fluttering and he was high-spirited. His whole body exuded the aloof aura of someone who ruled the world and looked down on all living beings.
Even Tian Jue's clone was moved by this, looking at him quietly, imagining the corresponding picture in his mind, his eyes full of yearning and longing.
However, as Ji Tianxing spoke to the end, his tone became increasingly bleak.
He finally waved his hand and chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Haha, what's the point of telling you all this? Isn't it just talking to Xia Chong?"
Although he was mocking himself, the look he looked at Tian Jue's clone was full of pity.
It comes from the heart and soul, just like gods looking down on mortals and ants.
The two are at different levels from vision, knowledge, life to soul.
Tian Jue's clone suddenly flew into a rage, feeling that he had been subjected to the biggest and most unforgivable insult in his life!!
"Ji Tianxing! You lowly idiot, beast!
Now you are the most humble ant in front of this God!
This God is a high-ranking God of War, and you are just a piece of fish that can be slaughtered, a reptile that can be crushed by this God at will!"
Seeing that he was furious, Ji Tianxing sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Haha... Really? It hit your sore spot, no wonder you are furious."
His tone was calm and calm.
But the more he behaved like this, the more furious Tian Jue Martial God became, and he cursed with a ferocious face: "Asshole! Even if you have a lotus tongue, you will definitely die today!
No matter how brilliant you were in the past, you can't change your fate now.
Aren’t you very proud of yourself and aloof from the world?
When I kill you, I will take away the memory of your soul, the method of ascension and the mystery of reincarnation.
At that time, this god will also be able to ascend to the upper realm, reach the top of Shinto, and become the god king worshiped by all gods!
No!
This god must be more outstanding than you, able to compete with the way of heaven, and hold billions of stars in the palm of his hand!!"
The Tianjue Martial God's long hair was flying, and his voice was roaring like a bell.
After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his palms, shot out a bright golden light, and took a picture of Ji Tianxing's head.
"Everything will belong to this god, you can go die!"
The brilliant golden light that covered the sky and the sun suddenly formed into hundreds of giant swords of golden light, bursting out with terrifying divine power and covering Ji Tianxing's figure.
Ji Tianxing looked up into the void with a calm expression, holding the sword technique in his left hand, and waving the Heavenly Burial Sword in his right hand, using all his strength to cast spells to resist.
Even though he has the memory and knowledge of a god king, he regards Tian Jue Martial God as a frog in a well, a humble ant.
But now, after all, he only has the strength of the Martial Saint realm.
If he couldn't stop the attack of Tian Jue's clone, he would definitely die here today.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Ji Tianxing shouted with a serious look on his face, and swung the Sky Burial Sword to stab out the stars, forming a huge mysterious seal.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of giant swords of stars condensed in the void in all directions.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Endless star swords flew over, intertwined and danced around him, forming a huge sword array.
The circular sword formation was like a ball of light, protecting Ji Tianxing tightly.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Hundreds of golden giant swords fell down, striking the starlight sword formation fiercely, and a series of loud noises erupted.
The terrifying sound waves spread through the void, causing ripples in a radius of thousands of miles.
The giant swords of golden light were all broken into pieces, turning into golden light spots all over the sky and disappearing in the void.
The sword formation formed by tens of thousands of star swords was shattered into pieces by the blast, turning into billions of starlight and dissipating.
"puff……"
Ji Tianxing vomited blood, grabbed the Heaven Burial Sword with both hands, and rolled and flew out.
After flying hundreds of miles, he finally stopped, his whole body shimmering with golden light, flickering on and off.
His chest rose and fell sharply, his waist was hunched and he was breathing heavily. His long hair fell down, covering his pale cheeks.
There was a burning pain in his internal organs.
The bones and meridians all over his body were as stiff as ice, and he couldn't even exert any force.
He slowly raised his head, stared at Tian Jue's clone with cold eyes, and murmured secretly: "Even though my Ten Thousand Stars Sword Formation is a Shinto secret skill, which is ten times more exquisite than Tian Jue Martial God's magic, with his strength and knowledge, he can't do it."
May understand.
But the situation is stronger than the person. After all, I only have the strength of a martial saint, but he is in the realm of a martial god.
Even if I used the Holy Sword Body, I couldn't withstand his casual magical move, and I was seriously injured on the spot.
Hateful and ridiculous!”
At this time, Ji Tianxing was in a difficult situation and felt helpless.
It's like a master with extraordinary swordsmanship, whose power has been exhausted and becomes a useless person, unable to defeat even a soldier who is proficient in martial arts.
This is the so-called one force subduing ten societies.
It's both sad and deplorable.
In the void a hundred miles away, Tian Jue's clone stared at Ji Tianxing with cold eyes and sneered: "Sword God, how do you feel now?
One more move from this god will end your life.
Even though you have great abilities and means, vast knowledge and experience, you can't even save your life at this time!
Isn’t it ridiculous that you just boasted and spoke so brazenly?”
Ji Tianxing's expression was still full of contempt and pity.
"An ant is always an ant! Even though you are a god of war, you are just a stronger ant.
Also, I have to say something.
Fifteen hundred years have passed, but you haven't made much progress.
Have you lived on a dog for such a long time?”
"You are looking for death!" Tian Jue's clone was once again angered and raised his palms to slap him in the air.
Two giant palms of golden light as big as mountains, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, struck Ji Tianxing head-on.
These two golden palms are ten times more powerful than the one Ji Tianxing smashed before!
Ji Tianxing immediately fell into a desperate situation and was about to die in an instant.
At the critical moment, he raised his left palm with a determined expression and released a sacred golden flame.
"God-Killing Spear!"
The dark golden mysterious flame immediately condensed into a hundred-foot-long divine spear, piercing a giant palm at a speed exceeding the aurora.