Chapter 327: Jun, Feng, Battle...

A rustling footsteps came from behind. A man with a white ribbon on his forehead, wearing a white robe, and his right hand pressed on the hilt of the white sword on the left side of his waist, surrounded Jun Qianshang in an arc.

"Jun Qianshang, please believe that we want to disturb you from restraining your corpse for the Demon Practice Sect." A cold voice came from behind. It was a war master in the late stage of the god-level war clan. He stood proudly with a solemn expression on his face, and had a momentum of unpowerfulness and anger.

Jun Qianshang's spiritual consciousness had already noticed the movement behind him. When he heard what the war general said, Jun Qianshang's body stuttered slightly. Then he took out a small black iron can from his arms with his left hand, stretched his right hand to the ground, and slowly and carefully picked up some tiny pieces from the pile of ashes into the small iron can.

Jun Qianshang's expression was very calm, his movements were light and slow, as if he had been surrounded by a large number of war masters.

The field was very quiet. A group of war clan generals looked at Jun Qianshang silently and restrained his corpse for the Demon Practice Sect, and none of them made a sound.

Both sides held a silent tacit understanding at the same time.

"Where is the Emperor of War? You guys can't keep me," Jun Qianshang calmly picked up the last piece of bone into the iron can, and said slowly.

"Have you restrained it?" A majestic and cold voice came from behind. Jun Qianshang's palm holding the iron can trembled for a moment, and soon calmed down and slowly stood up. Jun Qianshang turned around. Behind him, under the arches of the soldiers of the War Clan on both sides, the War Emperor in a silk imperial robe stood indifferently in the wind and snow, staring at himself, dancing in his robe. Countless snowflakes surrounded him, as if surrounding a king.

Jun Qianshang nodded, then smiled indifferently: "It's OK... I didn't expect that you would come in person!"

"None of them can deal with you!" A fleeting smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Zhan's mouth: "...The Reincarnation Decision can indeed be included in the first-class martial arts techniques in the ancient times!"

"Thank you for your good words from Emperor Zhan. The Reincarnation Decision can get such a high evaluation from Emperor Zhan, and it will not disappoint me for hundreds of millions of years of hard research."

The Emperor of War sighed brightly, flicked his sleeves and left behind him: "...You do have the gift of genius. Apart from the newly rising Sword God, I have not seen anyone who can compete with you for billions of years."

"Oh?" Jun Qianshang looked slightly surprised and said calmly: "I didn't expect that the War Emperor would have such a high evaluation of the Sword God!"

"I don't know him well," Emperor Zhan sighed: "It's not me who highly valued him..."

"...Sanctuary? Is that right?" Jun Qianshang said suddenly.

"Not bad! The temple attaches great importance to him, that's enough!" Emperor Zhan said indifferently. Jun Qianshang saw that when Emperor Zhan talked about the temple, a complex and unexplained expression flashed through his eyes.

"But no matter what, this time, I have made up my mind. Jun Qianshang, you can't escape!" Emperor Zhan looked solemn and said coldly: "I can't allow you to form another sword domain. Your strength is too strong. The Reincarnation Decision you founded is a group attack skill. If I were not here, the entire War clan would probably not be able to deal with you! I can't let you go even if it's reasonable."

"War Emperor. You seem to have missed someone!" A rumble of sound came from the gaps in the sky, and then thick dark clouds came from the south. Silver snakes danced in the dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder was endless. A huge consciousness looked like a god, overlooking the entire world of the demon realm.

Along with the dark clouds, there was also the strong sword energy that teared the skin like a tsunami, a doomsday scene covered the entire eastern world and rushed towards it quickly.

The Emperor Zhan smiled indifferently and said to the east: "Sword God, you are here. Not bad. I have indeed missed a person... Although the sword domain was established for a short time, it was so wide that it was heard and informed, which was really surprising!"

"War Emperor, I didn't expect that with your status, you would actually design an attack while Jun Qianshang was restraining his old friendship. In this way, don't you feel that you have lost your identity?"

"Methods are not important, what is important is the result," Emperor Zhan's face remained unchanged and said calmly: "Don't you understand it after so many years in ancient times? From the moment of ascension, you need to truly face the two words "war". This is not a game. If you fail to adjust your mentality, then, no matter what the reason, I will take action in advance and destroy the sword domain. Your mentality will harm many people in the future!"

There was silence among the clouds. After a while, Fengyun Wuji spoke: "...War Emperor, what is your position? The War clan endured for a long time and appeared at this moment. Is it just for the so-called dream of dominating the world?"

When Jun Qianshang heard this, he also looked at the Emperor of War.

Emperor Zhan sighed, closed his eyes, pondered silently, and after a long time, he said indifferently: "...I don't need to answer your question. Are you ready? I'm ready, I'm going to take action. Last time I asked you two to escape, this time, I originally wanted to deal with Jun Qianshang, but even though you still got together, I'll just send you off together."

Suddenly, a strong wind surged from all directions from all directions, and the sound of the wind roared together with the sound of the robe.

In the area where lightning and clouds intersected in the east, a burst of sword sounds suddenly came from the sound of swords. The sword energy that filled the entire world suddenly shrank towards the center like a receding tide.

From under the thick clouds, the strong sword energy turned into Fengyun Wuji's appearance. He stretched out his right hand and rushed from the horizon further behind him with a sharp roar, sank into Fengyun Wuji's hands.

"Retreat!" The Emperor of War looked solemn, and his wide silk sleeves robe waved. The war generals around him responded, bowed to the Emperor of War, then bowed, quickly retreated, and then rushed to the edge of the Demon Realm.

When fighting at levels like the Emperor of War and Jun Qianshang, the chaotic energy generated by the collision of energy can easily tear the opponent into pieces, but they are approaching without authorization.

The meaning of Emperor War was very obvious. He didn't want his subordinates to be affected, but he couldn't let Feng Yun Wuji and Jun Qianshang escape easily - this time, Emperor War was determined to win.

A palm was opened, his thumb was split from the other four fingers, and a white sword appeared in the void where Emperor Zhan's palm was about half an inch lower. His five fingers suddenly retracted, and when Emperor Zhan's hand grasped the handle of the knife, Emperor Zhan's robe suddenly bulged. Inside his body, a vast white cold air broke through the air and soared into the sky. Under his feet, a piece of frost white spread out endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the Emperor of War broke out another snow-white world in the Demon Realm, and the Emperor of War stepped into the center of the snow-white world, and above his head, the endless frost and snow moved towards Fengyun Wuji.

"You shouldn't come," Emperor Zhan leaned to his side and said to Feng Yun Wuji: "It's really hard to carry much true energy in the spiritual sense... Even if you come here in person, it's just the same."

As Emperor Zhan said this, the white sword in his right hand slashed in the void, and a random slash of frost white sword energy penetrated the sky and the earth, slashing heavily towards Jun Qianshang.

The endless cold wind rushes down, and the sword energy has not yet fallen. Below the sword energy, the air within a radius of hundreds of feet is rolling with flying snow, facing the surface, and thrusts around...

Jun Qianshang looked calm, raised his head, slowly closed his hands in front of him, and suddenly squeezed them hard, and the black hair danced, and a faint shading of the wheel-shaped phantom wrapped Jun Qianshang up.

boom!

The sword energy suddenly accelerated and the space within a few hundred feet below was frozen, and even Jun Qianshang and the wheel-shaped phantom condensed from his body were frozen, and a thick layer of frost wrapped Jun Qianshang.

Almost as he waved his sword, the Emperor of War suddenly waved his hand, and swung his sleeves to Feng Yun Wuji under the clouds. As soon as the sleeve wind broke out, it turned into a majestic cold air, bombarded towards Feng Yun Wuji. As soon as it surged out, it turned into a cold current that was overwhelming, covering the vertical direction, thousands of feet of space.

The cold wind roared in the sky, Feng Yun Wuji looked calm and he was not surprised by the favor and disgrace. When the majestic cold air hit the top of his head, Feng Yun Wuji opened his lips and snorted, "I never thought of defeating you with sword energy!"

After saying that, Feng Yun Wuji stepped forward and took a step forward. The body that had just condensed collapsed in the void like an avalanche, turning into a light breeze to disappear. The huge spiritual consciousness passed through the extremely cold true energy without any obstacles...

On the other side, the huge space was frozen by the cold sword energy. In the space, Jun Qianshang's body stagnated, and soon the ice outside the body melted quickly. A stream of cold air penetrated into Jun Qianshang's body like a whale. Then he turned around in Jun Qianshang's body and then flowed into the ground from his feet.

Crack ~

Critical sounds came from under his feet, and the extremely cold breath was frozen in a circle of hundreds of feet. Countless ice silks were climbing upwards like vines. In the blink of an eye, an iceberg of nearly a hundred feet was formed under Jun Qianshang's feet...

The technique used by Jun Qianshang to resolve the extreme cold true qi of the Emperor of War is naturally the Ice Art created by Feng Yun Wuji.

Just as the sword that had just turned away from the Emperor of War, Jun Qianshang spread his sleeves, and the wheel-shaped phantom outside his body suddenly expanded and became more solid. At the same time, waves of sounds came, and countless virtual wheels appeared in the void around him.

A strong attraction from the soul filled the Demon Realm. Just as Jun Qianshang was about to take action to circle the War Emperor into the cycle of reincarnation, a sudden extremely dangerous feeling surged in his heart. Jun Qianshang looked up and glanced forward, but saw the War Emperor slowly rising, holding the knife in both hands, and slowly lifting it up like a thousand pounds of force. An extremely cold and cruel look appeared on his face...

Both attacks were not the real purpose of the War Emperor. Dragging along the opponent and using a must-kill sword is the purpose of the War Emperor. The entire void trembled, and the "One Sword" that once killed thousands of gods in the Demon Realm and destroyed together with the Demon Practice Sect is about to appear again...
Chapter completed!