Originally, Xuan Ming wanted to replace Wen Jie, firstly, to avoid embarrassment for Wen Jie, and secondly, he was also not at ease with Wen Jie, who had lost his divine power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that Lechuan has already made a move, Wen Jie will certainly not back down. It's just that this time the enemy is indeed his former brother, and his strength is quite terrifying.

Looking at the water curtain that was getting closer and closer to him, Wen Jie's eyes became cold. This thin layer of water curtain seems to be nothing, but it has a corrosive effect that is feared by gods and ghosts.

Frowning slightly, a golden light enveloped the whole body, and while protecting himself, he directly shook the water curtain open. The golden light of the divine sword was even worse, and with a wave of his hand, a golden sword light violently split the water curtain and swept towards Lechuan.

Lethe stretched out his hand, his fingers bent. The short sword that was thrown aside shook violently and flew back into Lechuan's hand. Holding the short sword, he directly met Wen Jie's sword light. Bang, with a muffled sound, the golden sword light exploded, and Lechuan was shocked and walked away, looking at Wen Jie with a shocked face.

Wen Jie snorted coldly, and his expression when he looked at Lechuan was cold: "This time, the deity will not let go of anyone who deserves to die! Even if he is my own brother!" With a cold and ruthless voice like hell death, it spit out from Wen Jie's mouth, there was no sadness or joy, only a thick coldness and a cold killing intent.

Lechuan retreated step by step, he saw Wen Jie's cold side for the first time, and for the first time felt that Wen Jie was terrifying! That's right, this once gentle man was now even more terrifying than death.

Wen Jie advanced step by step, the golden light of the divine sword in his hand disappeared, and the blade of the sword instantly became cold and full of murderous aura.

Exiting Hades and coming to the open space outside, Lethe stopped, the hand holding the short sword still trembling slightly. The short sword flickered, instantly lengthened, and turned into a slender soft sword as soft as water.

With a flick of his wrist, the soft sword twisted slightly like a spiritual snake, advancing at a strange and tricky angle, heading straight for Wen Jie's chest. The distorted sword body and the chilling cold light radiated a dazzling cold light of the sword qi at different angles.

Wen Jie squinted slightly, reversed his wrist, and a sword curtain was instantly generated, blocking the soft sword. At the same time, the sword blade turned, through the sword curtain, stabbing straight out, and the target was the heart of Lethe.

Lethe was startled, and his figure quickly moved back. Wen Jie pressed forward step by step, the sword blade was getting closer and closer to Lechuan, and at the same time, the murderous aura on Wen Jie's body was getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes were getting colder and colder.

Wen Jie's eyes were sharp, and the soft sword shot instantly, the soft sword was like a silver ribbon, the silk was wrapped around the sword body of the ring, the two swords were overlapped together, and the ring was entangled by the soft sword.

Wen Jie snorted coldly, the divine power in his hand suddenly exploded, the divine sword roared, the sword blade trembled slightly, the golden light exploded, the soft sword was shocked away, and Lechuan was shocked out of the way to stabilize his body.

Wen Jie didn't give Lechuan any chance, and immediately after, the divine sword was directly struck, instantly turning into a mighty golden dragon, and the golden dragon roared angrily and crashed straight towards Lechuan.

Lethe immediately dodged and swung his soft sword to resist the golden dragon.

At this moment, Wen Jie had already flashed in front of Lechuan, pinching Lechuan's neck with both hands, and the next moment he could take Lechuan's life.

The soft sword in Lechuan's hand fell to the ground, and he had no power to fight back, just staring at his eyes, his eyes full of horror.

Wen Jie's eyes were still cold, his body was full of murderous energy, and he was about to kill him, suddenly, his heart throbbed, his subordinates' movements stopped, and he looked at Lechuan with complicated eyes.

Lechuan knew that the turning point was coming, and immediately spoke with difficulty, his voice dry and hoarse: "Yuyang, spare your life!"

Raising his head and roaring angrily, Wen Jie's forehead burst into blue tendons, and his eyes were blood-red: "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" His arms couldn't stop shaking, and the hand holding Lechuan's neck almost lost control, and his bones creaked.

Lechuan was already suffocated by Wen Jie's pinching, his face was pale, and he barely squeezed out a few words in his mouth: "Yuyang, Yuyang!"

Wen Jie closed his eyes, a tear slid down his cheeks, his thin lips pursed, he gritted his teeth hard, and endured the trembling of his body. My heart was numb to the point of pain, like falling into an ice cave, and I only felt that I had lost everything.

Suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze became sharp and cold: "From this moment on, the Yuyang Divine Monarch is completely dead!" As he spoke, his divine power worked, and his five fingers were forced, and before Lechuan said begging for mercy, he personally cut off the life of this former brother.

Extract the divine bones, take out the divine soul, and directly clear the memory of the divine soul and throw it into the animal path.

After doing this, Wen Jie's body couldn't help shaking, and Xuan Ming immediately stepped forward to support him.

Holding Lethe's divine bones, the scenes of getting along with Lethe emerged in front of him, and there was a tearing heartache. His mother, brother, and best friend betrayed him, hurt himself, and hunted down himself one after another. Why is that? What is it that makes them treat themselves this way?

Xuan Ming knew that Wen Jie was sad, and sighed slightly: "We still have more important things to do." As he spoke, Xuan Ming looked at the underworld.

Wen Jie then remembered that inside, Yan Feng was still lying on the ground.

With his hand still trembling, he put away Lethe's divine bones, and said lightly: "Let's go!" After speaking, he took the lead and walked in front.

Xuan Ming sighed lightly and shook his head, and followed Wen Jie.

Back in the underworld, Yan Feng had already stood up and was hiding behind the door, looking at the people who came in with a vigilant expression. When he found out that the people who came were Wen Jie and Xuan Ming, he let go of his heart and walked out, with a look of palpitations: "It's you, what about that person?"

Listening to Yan Feng's words, Wen Jie bowed his head and said nothing, and Xuan Ming said coldly: "Don't worry, it's been solved, now, it's your turn." ”

Yan Feng immediately hugged his chest, looking like a girl defending her chastity: "You, what do you want to do?"

Xuan Ming sighed in disappointment, and then, a black gas hit Yan Feng's eyebrows, and Yan Feng's whole person immediately froze there.

After a long time, Yan Feng came to his senses, and immediately changed his expression, his face was colder than Xuan Ming: "What should I do next?" As he spoke, he looked at Wen Jie and continued to speak coldly: "A god like Lechuan is not worth your sadness at all, I have said a long time ago that you can't always be so soft-hearted." ”

Wen Jie didn't bother to pay attention to this cold guy, turned around and walked out: "The catastrophe is coming, Yan Jun should return to his place." So saying, the man has gone out of Hades.

Xuan Ming glanced at Yan Feng: "Return to your position, brother." ”

Yan Feng said lightly: "It's time to return to the throne, brother." ”

Not long after, Yan Jun appeared in front of Wen Jie. Wen Jie looked behind him, then came back, and looked at Yan Jun with a frown: "It's just gone?"

Yan Jun looked at Wen Jie coldly, and said lightly: "Shouldn't you know?"

Sighing, Wen Jie could only admit: "Okay, I hope there will be a chance to meet them." ”

Yan Jun sighed a little helplessly: "Of course there is a chance!"

Wen Jie was in a bad mood, he didn't have the heart to say anything else, and looked at Yan Jun seriously: "Next, we are really busy!"

Yan Jun snorted coldly: "I haven't been idle!" (To be continued.) )