Time goes back to the moment when Doulei Zhenjun was pierced by the Heaven Breaking Sword mixed with the power of the sword path and completely shattered into a blood mist......

At that moment, Doulei Zhenjun originally thought that it would be very painful, but in fact, he didn't feel the slightest pain...... His flesh had been completely shattered, and the power of the sword path had penetrated through the veins of his body, and there was not even any flesh mud left, and it was disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist.

However, Trei Zhenjun found that his soul had been preserved immaculately......

In the soul state, Trei Zhenjun found himself just a void body, he was floating in the void, but the scene in front of him was still vivid.

After the Evil Sword God roared a few times one after another, Wang Ling appeared here in an instant, it was just a slap, and the Evil Sword God who was directly smoked couldn't take care of himself......

It's so strong!

Sure enough, Brother Ling's strength is even more terrifying than when he thinks about his brother!

But what's going on?

Doulei Zhenjun was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that with the power of the Heaven Breaking Sword, which can almost be called a divine sword, and with the blessing of the power of the sword, not to mention the physical body, even the soul can be destroyed in an instant.

However, the ending was beyond the expectations of Diolei Zhenjun, who found that his soul was unscathed......

And just a moment later, Doulei Zhenjun found that the blood mist floating in the void in the void was actually recondensing, the meridians were reborn little by little, and the physical body was reunited little by little, just like the legendary Blood Escape Dafa reunited into a new self.

Not only that, but even his clothes were reunited!

Perfect resurrection?

It wasn't until this moment that Diolei Zhenjun discovered the Soul Suppression Ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and an extremely large spiritual energy was surging on it! It was also the spiritual energy generated by the special power of this magic ring that protected his soul from being destroyed by the Heaven Breaking Sword, and enabled his physical body to continue to recondense.

Doulei Zhenjun couldn't help but sigh, if this extremely fierce catastrophe was his destined catastrophe, then this soul suppression ring had already successfully helped him survive this catastrophe.

In a person's life, there are only a few times of extreme catastrophe, and the probability of turning over once encountered is almost negligible.

It is precisely because of this that after the reed hanger calculated his calamity, he felt that he was completely helpless.

It seems that now, I owe Brother Ling a great favor again!

While the true monarch of Doulei was reunited and completely resurrected, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it weren't for this ring, I am afraid that this catastrophe would be difficult for me to survive.

When he was resurrected, the evil sword god had already been slapped for the second time, and he was slapped directly by Wang Ling, and even slapped people on the playground, and when he flew out of the teaching building, he actually had the water tank of the school toilet on his head......

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The Evil Sword God got up from the ground, trembling all over, even his knees trembling uncontrollably.

It's scary, but it's also angry......

Thinking of his ten-meter sword god, how could he have suffered such a shame?

With two palms in succession, not only did he not have any strength to fight back, but even the two spirit swords were taken away by the other party...... This is an absolute humiliation, and it also makes the evil sword god feel embarrassed for the first time!

He trembled, gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground with stubborn bones, his whole body trembled, bleeding from his seven orifices, and red blood flowed from between his teeth...... Even the front teeth are gone.

This young man is definitely not only in the realm of scattered immortals......

The Evil Sword God has been sure.

With just these two slaps, he can hit himself so hard, this person is by no means idle.

However, he still refused to admit defeat...... Just ask him about the evil sword god, since his debut, it has caused panic in all walks of life, as long as it is the person he wants to kill, no one can escape...... How could he ever receive such humiliation?

However, when he saw the Lost Lei True Monarch, who had already turned into a cloud of blood mist in the void, recondense his body and fully resurrect, a rare look of horror appeared on his face.

"It can't be! How is this possible! The Evil Sword God gritted his teeth. With the strength of the white-shirted young man, it is absolutely impossible to have any spare strength to hide any means of resurrection, his sky-breaking sword is mixed with the power of the powerful sword dao, it is the heavenly dao in the three thousand avenues, the power of the heavenly dao is infused into the body, almost no different from the divine punishment, not to mention the physical body at the moment of entering the body, even the divine soul will be completely disintegrated.

It was a means of never being buried, and he didn't know how many people he had killed with it...... In his mind, no one has survived.

So......

Who knows what he's been through today?

Looking at the completely resurrected, even the clothes on his body are like going back in time, and the restored Diolei Zhenjun is exactly the same.

At this moment, the evil sword god seemed to be determined in his heart: "No matter what happens in this battle, this seat must come up with the strongest means to respond, and there can be no more reservations." At the beginning, Shizun Sword Immortal Fanrui chose Shizun Yi Jianchuan as his successor, and this was the beginning of all grievances...... Over the years, this seat has practiced swordsmanship hard and cultivated kendo, and it is expected that the senior brother is no longer an opponent, but ......"

The Evil Sword God found that at this moment, he encountered a greater challenge than against his senior brother, General Yi Jianchuan Yi.

At the beginning, all his purposes were purely to prove his strength, he killed his master and practiced his swordsmanship hard, in order to one day be able to destroy his senior brother General Yi Jianchuan Yi with one sword......

Today, however, he clearly faces a bigger opponent.

The Evil Sword God took a deep breath and returned his state of mind to tranquility as soon as possible.

Either way, he had to get serious......

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The Evil Sword God stood up, and the True Immortal Spirit could surge up and down his body, and the wounds on his body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In many cases, especially in combat, when one side is at a disadvantage, many people will choose to take drugs for continuous attrition. But the Evil Sword God was different, and his pride didn't allow him to do so.

Under the art of kendo, he believes that he is almost invincible, and no one can beat him in kendo!

"Sword Spirit Contract!" He held the law in his hands and forcibly drove the power of the contract.

I saw that the Heaven Breaking Sword in Wang Ling's hand turned into a particle of light in an instant, and reappeared in the hands of the Evil Sword God.

Although Wang Ling snatched the two spirit swords, it did not erase the power of the contract on the spirit sword, so the evil sword god had a chance to take advantage of it.

Still, it doesn't matter......

Wang Ling could see that this evil sword god's self-confidence in the art of swordsmanship, since this was the case, he should also use the art of swordsmanship to fight back, and completely shine the self-confidence of this kind of person......

"Brother Ling......" Di Lei Zhenjun: "What should I do now?" ”

Wang Ling stretched out his hand, and a spatial crack directly appeared in the void.

Immediately after, a peachwood spirit sword was pulled out of the crack directly by Wang Ling......

Wang Ling didn't say a word, and directly threw Jingke into the hands of Di Lei Zhenjun......

The moment he received the shock, Dio Lei Zhenjun's hands were trembling.

Go and cut him......

Wang Ling's gaze pointed directly at the Evil Sword God, and said to the voice of the Lost Lei True Monarch.

There is no superfluous nonsense.