As soon as these words were spoken, the third son of the Zhetian Emperor, who was already feeling humiliated, suddenly changed his expression.
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The three of them laughed in anger. Hua Mengyu could no longer bear it and sneered, "Where did this kid come from? He is just a third-level God Lord, but he dares to say such nonsense. Is he crazy?"
If Hua Fuchen had not been beside him, he would have already thrown the word "idiot" in the other person's face with the most disdainful sneer.
“Hahahaha!” Hua Fuchen laughed loudly, his eyes scorching: “What an arrogant boy! In that case, I will do as you wish!”
"Wan Xiao, Meng Yu, Gui Yuan! The three of you attack together!"
Under the command of the God that could not be disobeyed, the three of them were all stunned and did not move: "Father God, this..."
Becoming a demigod is so difficult and so glorious. But now, three people have to join forces to attack a mere third-level God Lord?
Even if you kill the opponent with one blow, it is tantamount to humiliating yourself.
"This is an order!" Hua Fuchen's voice was so sharp that the three of them stiffened. "Also, none of you are allowed to hold back. Otherwise, you will be treated as disobeying orders!"
"Yes, Father God!" The divine power overwhelmed their souls. The three dared not say another word and answered in unison.
boom--
The three emperors' profound energy exploded, instantly creating a huge wave of energy on the huge sword-folding platform. Their eyes turned into swords, their profound breath turned into swords, and the empty space seemed as if there were thousands of swords hanging in the air.
"Boy Yun," Hua Fuchen stepped back and said calmly, "I heard that you are very good at wielding a heavy sword. Draw your sword."
Yun Che did not move at all: “The three sons of the Zhetian Emperor are of noble status, and the heavy sword is too strong and powerful, and it is difficult to control the force. If I accidentally hurt the three sons of the Emperor, it will be an unforgivable sin. So…”
He stretched out his hand, and a vortex of profound energy gathered in his palm: "That's all."
Yun Che used the most respectful tone, but spoke the most outrageous words. To the three princes, it was almost the greatest humiliation they had ever heard in their lives.
The expressions of the three people, who already had ugly faces, suddenly became frowned, and the corners of their mouths twitched to varying degrees.
Father God, where did you find this psychopath? Is he bored for a long time and is deliberately making fun of us?
Hua Fuchen's expression did not change, and he suddenly ordered: "Draw your sword!"
Chi! !
The three sword beams suddenly became like three bolts of lightning that pierced through the world, attacking Yun Che simultaneously.
If it weren't for Hua Fuchen's order to "not hold back at all", they would never have used swords. In front of the huge gap between demigods and God Lords, the pressure of any one person's profound strength could easily crush the other party.
And Yun Che in his sight and spiritual perception had obviously been suppressed by the pressure of the demigod and was completely unable to move. Even when the sword's might was approaching, he did not make the slightest move to resist.
Swish!
Yun Che’s figure was instantly shattered by the three sword shadows that were infused with the power of a demigod… However, the spiritual perception of the three emperors did not provide any feedback, and they only saw a fragmented shadow.
The three of them turned around at the same time, and saw that Yun Che was already behind them, and even his movements had not changed at all.
"Shadow of the Star God!" Hua Wanxiao exclaimed in shock: "You are from the Star-Moon Divine Kingdom!"
Yun Che: “……!?”
"Asshole!" Hua Fuchen shouted angrily, "You are so distracted and hesitant during the battle. Have you been practicing like a dog all these years?"
This sentence frightened Hua Wanxiao so much that he almost lost his nerve. He dared not say another word. The long sword in his hand made a wild sword sound, and as his fingers pointed, hundreds of sword beams were instantly slashed out to split the sky.
Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan were on the left and right, and the two swords tore through the space of a hundred feet, firmly blocking the location where Yun Che was.
The three sons of Emperor Zhetian who were at the God-Destroying Realm were actually unable to defeat a Level 3 Divine Lord in an instant. This was such a shame that they could not help but be extremely angry.
At this moment, the three people and three swords have sealed off all the space. No matter how skilled he is, he can't escape.
Yun Che remained motionless until the moment the sword's might approached, when a violent and profound light suddenly appeared in his pupils.
Emperor Yan, open!
Boom!!
Like a star exploding before his eyes, the wind blades originally rolled up by the three sons of the emperor on the sword-breaking platform instantly turned into a terrifying storm that seemed to destroy the world.
The swords of the three sons of the emperor, carrying the power of demigods, were instantly broken by the violent eruption of the storm of mysterious energy and dissipated without a trace in an instant. Even their bodies were hit hard by a sky hammer and turned upside down in the air.
Bang!
The three of them stumbled to the ground at the same time. They looked up in shock, staring straight at Yun Che as if they had seen a ghost.
Surrounding Yun Che's body was still the aura of the third level of the Divine Lord Realm. However, the pressure brought by this aura actually made the three of them, the Emperor Zhetian's sons who had already entered the Divine Destruction Realm, feel terrified and their internal organs felt as if they were overwhelmed by a huge weight.
Hua Fuchen’s eyes finally lost their calmness. He stared at Yun Che intently. For a few moments, he didn’t even dare to believe in his own perception.
The aura of the God Lord Realm, the spiritual pressure of the God Destroyer Realm! ?
Are there really such absurd things and people in this world?
"Take action!" Hua Fuchen shouted in a low voice.
He wanted to see with his own eyes whether this spiritual pressure that definitely should not belong to the God Lord realm could really release the power of God-destroying, or was just an illusion.
Hua Wanxiao's expression no longer showed any reluctance or contempt. He stretched out his hand, and a dark blue sword floated lightly on his finger like a feather flying in the wind.
With a soft sound, his body followed the sword, and the sword followed his heart. When he jumped up, his entire body slowly faded away. Then, it was as if his body and the sword had merged into one, transforming into a dark blue sword light. It followed a strange trajectory and slowly stabbed towards Yun Che at a seemingly slow speed.
At the same time, Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan also attacked at the same time. With the flash of their long swords, two identical sword formations quickly took shape, and then they merged seamlessly at the same time, spreading out a pale sword curtain that covered a space of dozens of miles.
The Zhetian Divine Kingdom is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world of the abyss. Its swords and their meanings are ever-changing.
However, Hua Fuchen did not see the slightest solemnity in Yun Che's eyes.
Facing Hua Wanxiao's Hongyu sword shadow, he stretched out his hand very casually.
The next moment, his fingers touched the sword shadow, but strangely no sound was made.
The finger pointed casually through the sword shadow and stuck to the sword body with incredible precision. As the finger slid, the sword light and power contained in it were peeled off layer by layer. When the finger touched the hilt, the sword body no longer had any faint blue light.
Hua Wanxiao's pupils dilated, and his heart was filled with fear... He felt that he had lost contact with his beloved sword, and felt that his wrist was clamped by five ghostly fingers.
BANG!!
A huge force exploded on Hua Wanxiao's wrist, and he was thrown out like a top.
The sword in his hand also flew out and was caught by Yun Che nonchalantly. Then the sword body caught fire, and as Yun Che turned around, it shot out and flew straight towards the terrifying sword curtain spread out by the two emperors, accompanied by a loud and frightening phoenix cry.
boom!
Flames exploded, and a hole was instantly created in the sword curtain that was filled with the power of the two emperors' sons. Then, the sword shadows in the sky were swallowed up by the red flames like dead trees, and turned into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.
The backlash of the sword curtain's collapse made the two emperors' sons groan in pain. Their faces instantly lost their color, and the endless sword intent that was surging in the previous moment instantly turned into horror in their hearts.
Hua Fuchen's eyes moved again, and he growled, "Come together with your swords!"
The three emperors' sons were all shocked.
Hua Wanxiao turned in midair, stretched out his hand, and the dark blue sword flew back into his hand. Hua Mengyu and Hua Guiyuan also quickly changed positions, forming a strange triangle with Hua Wanxiao.
"Young man Yun, draw your sword." Hua Fuchen said calmly, "Let me see how far you can go with your sword."
Yun Che looked at the Third Emperor’s Son and did not reply.
The pupils of the three emperors shone with the same sword light, their sword hearts were connected, their sword intents touched, and their sword lights merged.
With a low shout, the three of them attacked at the same time. As the swords in their hands swept, the three swords reflected millions of sword beams.
Moreover, different sword shadows are faintly flowing on each sword beam, which seem real and unreal, true and illusory, enough to confuse the vision and disrupt the spiritual perception in an instant.
Yun Che, however, lowered his brows slightly, ignoring the thousands of swordsmen approaching him at a rapid speed.
He stretched out his hand, and the Heaven Smiting Devil Slaying Sword appeared in the air, slowly falling down.
No matter how you change...
I will break the sky with one sword!
The Heaven-Smiting Devil-Slaying Sword blasted out suddenly, and the sea was calm in the previous moment, and the earth was broken in shock in the next moment!
The terrifying sword power that erupted in just a moment caused Hua Fuchen, who had the knowledge of a true god, to change his expression suddenly.
Boom————!!
“Waaaaaaaaaa!!”
The gorgeous and strange sword shadows of the three emperors shattered like fragile jade. Their consciousness was buzzing, and their bodies shot out with soul-shattering screams, smashing hard on the barrier of the sword-breaking platform.
With a loud crash, it bounced back to the ground heavily.
The Heaven Smiting Devil Slaying Sword disappeared from Yun Che’s hand. He said apologetically, “Since it is the order of Senior Divine Honor, I have no choice but to draw my sword. I apologize for offending the three princes.”
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The three swords of the Emperor's Son fell to the ground from different directions, making a deafening buzzing sound.
Hua Wanxiao, Hua Mengyu, and Hua Guiyuan stood up with difficulty, but they did not immediately take back their beloved swords. Instead, they looked at Yun Che with a look that was almost horrified... looking at this third-level Divine Lord who was clearly not worthy of being in their eyes.
"..." Hua Fuchen let out a long breath, then slightly sideways looked in the direction where Hua Qingying was.
He had thought that since Hua Qingying was so inclined towards Yun Che, her description of him would be somewhat embellished in his favor.
But after witnessing it with his own eyes this time, his ten thousand years of knowledge of the true God... was completely torn apart.
Never seen, never heard. Not in cognition, not in any legend or record.
He... and the mysterious master he mentioned... who is he...
"You...exactly who are..." Hua Wanxiao stood up with difficulty, but before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly half-knelt back down with blood foaming from his mouth.
He was the son of a demigod emperor, but he was actually injured by a sword from a third-level god... How absurd it was.
How could he be just a third-level Divine Lord!
"Wan Xiao, Meng Yu, Gui Yuan." Hua Fu Chen said calmly, "You can leave. Don't mention what happened today to anyone."
"Remember, it's anyone!"
"Yes...I have forgotten what happened today."
The three sons of the emperor took the order and left. After retreating from the sword-breaking platform, they turned their heads at the same time and glanced at Yun Che from afar with the same frightened eyes.
The barrier was broken, and Hua Caili, who had been watching quietly from afar, flew down like a fluttering jade butterfly. She stuck close to Yun Che and winked at her father triumphantly: “Father God, are you shocked?”
Frankly speaking, Hua Fuchen was indeed startled. But seeing Hua Caili being overly intimate with Yun Che, he could only snort indifferently.
"So, the second test is also passed." Hua Qingying's voice came slowly.
Hua Fuchen glanced sideways and said, "No wonder you admire this kid so much, you are indeed extraordinary. I am also beginning to be very curious about who this kid's master is."
Yun Che bowed quickly and said, “Master has instructed us not to…”
"I understand, I understand. No need to say more." Hua Fuchen waved his arm and said, "I know you respect your teacher. You didn't even reveal a single thing about Caili, so how could you tell me?"
"Father God, Brother Yun completed your test three times!" Hua Caili interrupted hurriedly, the joy and pride in her beautiful eyes almost overflowing, as if telling him directly: Look, Father God, my man is awesome!
"Then there is only one last test left. Tell me quickly."
Hua Qingying turned her clear eyes around. She was also very curious about what the third test Hua Fuchen would give Yun Che would be.
Hua Fuchen turned around and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he flew away without any explanation or waiting for anyone to respond.
“Humph, Father God must not have made up his mind yet.” Hua Caili took Yun Che’s hand and said, “Forget about him, Brother Yun, I will take you to see the hidden swords here. There will definitely be so many that you will be dazzled.”
Yun Che followed Hua Caili to the Sword Storage Pavilion under the Sword Breaking Stage.
"You seem a little excited." Li Suo suddenly spoke.
“Is it so obvious?” Yun Che asked.
"Why?" Li Suo asked puzzledly.
“The first two tests were just incidental, and at first glance they seemed a bit hasty.” Yun Che said calmly, “And the so-called last test is the real purpose of Hua Fuchen.”
"What did you say before, that he 'will definitely take that step'?"
“Yes.” Yun Che’s eyes flashed with a strange light: “Next, he will send me to the Dreamweaver Kingdom in the name of a test.”
"This most crucial step is about to be realized. Let's get a little excited as a reward to ourselves."
After a long silence, Li Suo seemed to be thinking, but in the end, to no avail, she asked, "Where did you come to this conclusion?"
“It’s normal that you can’t understand. After all, you’ve never been a parent.” Yun Che said slowly, “I just put myself in Hua Fuchen’s shoes, imagined Caili as Wuxin, and added many factors of Hua Fuchen herself and the current situation of the Kingdom of the Gods… A person who loves his daughter more than his own life must exclude something before deciding to make a huge concession to someone like me… The most likely answer is obvious.”
"Before entering the Zhetian Divine Kingdom, all my knowledge of Hua Fuchen was limited to rumors and what others told me, so I was not very sure. But now, it has basically become inevitable."
…
Hua Fuchen returned to his own bedroom and set up a barrier to isolate himself from the outside world.
He sat quietly for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand.
As the divine light shone, a shadow slowly emerged in front of him.
This is a rather handsome middle-aged man, dressed in silver clothes with distorted, messy and extremely strange divine patterns engraved on them.
Although it was just a shadow, it still released a terrifying aura. Especially his eyes, which were like a swamp or fog, as if flowing with a strange and eerie light from the depths of dreams.
"Hey, brother Fuchen." The man spoke, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, which was full of intimidation. "What kind of event is it that would make you use such a projection?"
"Brother Meng." Hua Fuchen said solemnly, "I have something to ask of you."
"Hahaha!" The man was surprised at first, then he laughed: "With our friendship, there's no need to ask for help. If you have any difficult questions, just ask."
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