Jun Xilei's actions not only shocked Yun Che, but also everyone. Whether juniors or elders, they were either full of shock or frowning, but their faces were full of incomprehension.

"Jun Xilei, do you... really want this?"

The person who said this was the Lord of the Demonic. He never interfered in the Battle of the Gods and could not control his words and dissuade him.

"Tears," Jun Wuming sighed, "There is still a way for you to make up for the energy and essence that have been damaged by the two swords just now, but... if you swing this sword again, there will be no room for turning around."

Jun Wuming closed his eyes and his voice was calm, but everyone seemed to hear every word he said dripping with blood: "You killed him, but you also ruined your future and all the hopes of being a master... Is it really worth it just for a moment of anger?"

Jun Xilei's arms were trembling violently, his face was pale and he could not see a trace of blood. His white clothes were completely dyed red... However, the sword power in the condensed place did not stop for a moment, and he locked tightly to suppress every wisp of Yun Che's breath.

The vitality of life continues to weaken, and her eyes are approaching completely dissipated... but there is still a deep and extreme hatred in it.

Yun Che's mysterious power was extremely exhausted and he was unable to escape the pressure of the sword. He knelt on the ground and could hardly move. At this time, even if he wanted to retreat from the Fengshen Platform, he could no longer do it.

He breathed heavily, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were staring at Jun Xilei... He knew very well that he would never take another sword in his current state. Jun Xilei swung the sword again. Unless he used "Yue Wanxinghui" or someone forced him to interfere, he would undoubtedly die.

But this is the Battle of the Gods. Even if you have to watch the Son of God fall, no one will be allowed to interfere.

And Yue Wan Xing Hui... is a trump card that must not be used until the desperate situation of life and death! It must not be used in full view of the East God Realm!

On the other hand, Jun Xilei's condition is that while she kills herself, she is very likely to die on the spot... Even if she is lucky, she will definitely be ruined.

At this moment, Yun Che suddenly felt a little regretful and humiliated Jun Xichi.

Because this is simply a lunatic!

A madman like myself!

If he wants to save his life, his only choice seems to be to admit defeat immediately... Then Mu Bingyun, Jun Xilei and others can directly interfere.

but……

"Brother Yun, she is already crazy. You should admit defeat, otherwise you will be dead!" Huo Poyun shouted anxiously.

"..." Yun Che's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, but his tight gaze did not change at all.

"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun stood up and flew up, shouting in the air: "You are the biggest winner in this battle of the Gods. If you hold on for a while and lose your life, everything will disappear... admit defeat immediately!"

Yun Che: "..."

"I order you... to admit defeat immediately!" Mu Bingyun said the sternest voice she could have made.

"Brother Yun Che..." Shui Meiyin's nervous face turned pale and her whole body curled up. At this time, she suddenly noticed that Yun Che had been looking straight at Jun Xilei's eyes, briefly confused, and then her starry eyes lit up.

All eyes were focused on Yun Che. In their opinion, admitting defeat is Yun Che's most correct and only choice. Jun Xilei seemed to be completely demented, but he did not. If he did not admit defeat, it was likely that the fate of the two gods' sons falling at the same time. If he admitted defeat, he could protect himself, and Jun Xilei would not be trapped in the dead. And no one would despise his defeat, and no one would even think that he was really defeated.

On the contrary, if he forcibly hold on and dies under the sword of Jun Xilei, it will make people laugh.

However, under countless persuasions and Mu Bingyun's strict orders, Yun Che was still unmoved.

"The descendant of the Sword Lord is crazy, is Yun Che crazy too!"

"What kind of grudge between these two people is so serious."

"Will the universe really not dissuade you? Yun Che and Jun Xilei... The two gods of the East God Realm, if they really die here, it will be an extremely great loss for our East God Realm generation."

"The dignity of the Battle of the Gods is above everything else. This battle is witnessed by the entire Eastern God Realm. In any case, the universe will definitely abide by the rules... Alas."

Seeing that Yun Che was indifferent, Mu Bingyun became more anxious: "Yun Che!"

At this moment, Yun Che, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly flashed his pupils, raised his left arm, Xuan Gang suddenly shot out with the Ice Phoenix soul, but did not turn into the Ice Phoenix divine shadow, but flew straight like a meteor, Jun Xixie, and instantly hit her eyebrows.

The nameless sword suppressed Yun Che's body and strength, but could not completely suppress his soul.

For the last sword, Jun Xilei's strength, vitality and spirit were concentrated on the nameless sword, almost draining himself into an empty shell, and he could not defend himself at all. The Ice Phoenix soul, which was carrier of Xuangang, rushed in almost without any obstacles.

boom----

Jun Xilei's mind burst out, and all his consciousness was overwhelmed by the dream-like blue light. The power of Wuming Sword collapsed wildly, Wuming Sword fell out of his hand, and Jun Xilei fell straight back like a doll that had lost his soul.

“Wow!!”

"What happened?"

Without the suppression of the sword, Yun Che's body suddenly rose and rushed to Jun Xilei as fast as possible.

Jun Xilei's figure quickly approached, his pale cheeks and colorless pupils reflected in his sight, and scarlet bloodshots hung on the corner of his clenched lips... and humiliation and resentment that had not been dissolved even if he had lost consciousness.

Something seemed to be touched heavily in Yun Che's heart.

The hatred between me and her... is it really big enough to exchange your life for your life...

Yinxue Realm, as the successor of the Sword Lord, she was forced to kneel down to apologize to a disciple of the middle star world in full view of everyone...

In the Battle of the Gods, under the eyes of the entire Eastern God Realm, in order to vent his anger for Huo Poyun and himself, he plotted against her, making her defeat extremely ugly and extremely shameful. After that, he looked down and mocked her without any mercy, completely shattering the dignity of the descendant of the Sword Lord.

She was the one who catalyzed everything to this point...

Or me...

Is Jun Xilei an evil person? No, she is just too arrogant. At least, she is definitely not a person like Luo Changan who is ugly, otherwise, how could she become the descendant of Jianjun?

Because of the resentment in her heart, she defeated Huo Poyun with one sword, causing Huo Poyun to lose all her face and almost even her beliefs collapsed. And because of the resentment in her heart, I did to her... more than ten times more to Huo Poyun.

It was only a little bit short of her, and she completely destroyed her...the descendant of the Sword Lord who originally had a brilliant future.

Is it really going to this point?

If I were Jun Xilei...

…………

Yun Che's eyes were a little dazed, and the mysterious energy that was trying hard to condense on his body dissipated unknowingly. His arm, which was originally trying to shake Jun Xilei off the Fengshen Platform, slowly stretched out when approaching, and caught Jun Xilei who was falling down.

The weakened soft body poured into Yun Che's arms, and the blood quickly dyed his sleeves red. Yun Che took back the Ice Phoenix soul, and his eyes flashed in complexity.

Jun Xilei's pupils gradually returned to focus. He realized that he was lying in Yun Che's arms. She trembled all over and punched Yun Che's face.

But her vitality was greatly damaged and the mysterious energy dissipated. The punch was soft and weak. Yun Che stretched out his hand and gently blocked it, and said slowly: "Jun Xilei, there is only a small resentment between us, but no big resentment."

"Today, I am too much. I can defeat you with dignity and not humiliation and trampling on your dignity in public... I apologize to you."

He looked straight into Jun Xilei's eyes, every word was sincere. Moreover, although his voice was not heavy, it was deeply filled with mysterious energy. Everyone in the audience was stunned and could hear it clearly.

Jun Wuming's eyes were swaying, his white beard trembled slightly... He knew more than anyone else what Yun Che's "apology" meant to Jun Xixie...

In the Yinxue Realm, she offended him... Then, she knelt down to Yun Che in front of the Yinxue Flame God's two realms.

Now at the Fengshentai, he humiliated her dignity heavily... Then, he chose to sincerely apologize to her in front of the entire Eastern God Realm.,

It's like a subtle cycle of reincarnation.

"..." Jun Xilei's lips opened, his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, but under the fog, there was still an undissipating hatred: "Yun Che... do you think... in this way... I will... forgive... do you..."

At this time, her body trembled, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on her face... Her dress was not only covered with blood in the battle with Yun Che, but also had already been shattered. She was still wearing it completely by the seal of the mysterious energy. At this time, the mysterious energy was completely dissipated and exhausted... The consequence was that her jade body was completely naked in everyone's eyes.

Yun Che's brow moved, and he quickly noticed that his palm quickly brushed her body, sealing her broken clothes with the few remaining mysterious energy, and then he took out a piece of his own snow coat from the Sky Poison Pearl and wrapped it around her.

"..." Jun Xile's lips buzzed, his breathing was weak, his misty pupils could not see gratitude, and he still felt a biting resentment that seemed to be impossible to melt: "I... will... kill... you..."

"Okay, I'll wait any time." Yun Che nodded, and then he suddenly smiled: "But before this, you should take care of your body."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jun Xilei's hair: "Now, let's have a good sleep first, don't be so arrogant... obedient."

His eyes were gentle and his voice was soft, as if he was soothing a willful kitten.

"You..." Jun Xile's lips opened wide, and his misty eyes suddenly became extremely chaotic, his whole body trembled violently, as if he was about to struggle.

But her struggle lasted for a while and then softened. Her head tilted to Yun Che's chest and fell completely asleep.

I don’t know if it’s because of the serious injury or the inability to bear Yun Che’s words and actions.

"Hu..." Yun Che breathed a sigh of relief: What a terrible and troublesome woman.

I hope I can resolve my hatred with her... Otherwise, after she comes out of the Heavenly God Realm, she will be in great trouble.

The mysterious people at the audience were looking at each other. A few breaths ago, the whole audience was extremely depressed and frightened... Jun Xilei's third sword could not be swung, and no one expected that this twists and turns of the duel of the Son of God would suddenly end in this way.

"Jun Xilei is in a coma... Yun Che wins! The final battle of the loser group after three days!"

The read by Master Qiuwu suddenly aroused countless noises.
Chapter completed!