Jun Chengye was suddenly confused.
Have you lost?
Still win?
As expected, I still fell far short of my father.
Jun Lingtian stood up slowly, nodded to Jun Fengya and said, "Yes, she is indeed my daughter. She dares to fight and fight hard."
"Even if you are bound to lose, you still want to bet on this possibility! But unfortunately, destiny is not in your hands, and you lost the bet!"
Jun Fengya's pretty face turned pale, her whole body was cold, and her heart was full of despair.
Jun Lingtian suddenly swung his sword, and the sword energy surged, and everyone in the hall felt a bone-shattering sword intent.
Jun Fengya was as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. In this overwhelming sword intent, she was like a small boat in the wind and waves, with no resistance.
She closed her eyes and waited for death, muttering: "Father!"
But the severe pain she imagined did not hit her. There was a figure standing in front of her, blocking the fatal blow for her.
The sword box on the man's back hit the ground, like an indestructible rock in the water, blocking the sharp sword energy.
As the sword energy surged, his long hair flew and his figure in white clothes was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.
Lin Fengmian pressed the sword box with his hand and said speechlessly: "Jun Lingtian, are you serious?"
He was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat. Holy Emperor Lingtian actually didn't follow the routine and actually killed Jun Fengya.
He subconsciously stopped in front of her to prevent the future Empress Fengyao from dying unexpectedly.
Jun Lingtian said in a deep voice: "Ye Xuefeng, do you dare to stop me? No one has ever dared to stop the people I want to kill!"
A fierce force mixed with sword intent surged toward Lin Fengmian overwhelmingly.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said: "What a coincidence, no one can kill the people I want to save!"
He came here to challenge him, and now that he was forced to take action, he did not intend to delay it any longer.
Jun Lingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, like a tiger staring at its prey, and said coldly: "Boy, what did you say?"
Lin Fengmian refused to give in and said unruly: "I said, no one can kill the people I want to save. Why don't you try?"
Everyone was frightened by his arrogant tone and looked at Lin Fengmian in disbelief.
Is this kid so crazy? Do you even dare to speak like this to the Holy Emperor Lingtian?
Just when Lin Fengmian was about to say something, his clothes were tugged off. When he looked back, he saw Jun Fengya, whose face was pale.
Jun Fengya shook her head at him and said in despair: "Master Ye, I lost. I am willing to admit defeat."
Lin Fengmian smiled calmly and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. This is between me and him."
Jun Yunshang in the distance seemed to have guessed something. His face turned pale and he said in a voiceless voice: "Master Ye, no!"
Lin Fengmian looked over and saw tears falling down her cheeks. She shook her head and said, "Master Ye, please, no!"
The beauty's tearful look was intoxicating, but he remained unmoved and whispered, "I'm sorry."
The next second, Lin Fengmian exerted slight force in his hand, Zhenyuan in the sword box made a long cry and was unsheathed, and the sword energy shot straight into the sky.
"The three-foot sword in the box on my back is a sign of injustice to heaven and to others!"
He pointed his sword at Holy Emperor Lingtian and said in a cold voice: "Holy Emperor Lingtian, I, Ye Xuefeng, want to ask you a question for the people who died in Kangcheng."
"You let your subordinates do whatever they want, treating human lives as nothing, killing and taking them at will. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
These words were the true obsession of Ye Xuefeng before he died, and now he brought them to him.
"People from Cannes?"
Jun Lingtian thought carefully before saying slowly: "To be honest, I don't think there is anything wrong with what my subordinates did."
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, the weak should be dominated by the strong. This is the eternal theme of heaven and earth."
Lin Fengmian said expressionlessly: "You don't feel any guilt at all for the people who died within the territory?"
"No!"
Lingtian Sword Master said indifferently: "If they were not under my command, some of these ants would have been transformed into wronged souls. Forget it, they are ungrateful. Do you still want me to feel guilty?"
Lin Fengmian could see that this was his truest thought. Maybe he was a good father to Jun Yunshang, but he was definitely not a soft-hearted person.
"It seems you are really not afraid of retribution!"
Ling Tian Sword Master smiled disdainfully and said: "We monks are going against the will of heaven, so why are we afraid of retribution? If I were afraid, I wouldn't be able to become an immortal!"
"There are so many monks in the world who kill mortals. Do you think there will be retribution? There are tens of thousands of people who have died at my hands. Do you think there is retribution?"
"Wake up, kid, I have this dynasty dragon energy, and they can't even get close to me. Even if they become ghosts, the worst they can do is kill him again!"
"Retribution is just a psychological comfort for the weak!"
Lin Fengmian sneered and said, "Really?"
He said loudly: "If there is no retribution, then I, Ye Xuefeng, will be your retribution! I am the sword hanging over the heads of all cultivators."
He was like a sharp sword coming out of his body, and said coldly and proudly: "Whoever dares to swing the sword at a mortal, I will kill him! God can't take him, I will take him!"
He pointed Zhenyuan at Jun Lingtian and said coldly and proudly: "And you are the first one to fall under my sword!"
Jun Lingtian looked at him playfully and asked: "Boy, do you really want to avenge me for the people of Kangcheng who are like ants to you?"
"Maybe you think you are strong, but to me, you are just a bigger ant."
"If it weren't for Yunshang, I would have killed you long ago. Now that you regret it, I can spare your life."
Lin Fengmian said calmly: "Are you afraid?"
Jun Lingtian laughed and said: "Afraid? How can I be afraid!"
He glanced at the incense that had not yet burned out, and said meaningfully: "It's still within the specified time, and what I just said is still effective."
"I will give you a fair fight. If you can kill me, everything I have will be yours!"
Jun Yunshang said with tears streaming down her face: "Father, Mr. Ye, please calm down, don't do this!"
Jun Lingtian ignored her and said coldly: "Boy, let's fight in the sky."
He took the lead and turned into a stream of light and flew outward. Lin Fengmian snorted and turned into a rainbow to follow.
The civil and military officials in the court didn't care about any rules and ran out one after another. They stood in the square and looked up at the two people standing in the sky.
They had no idea that anyone would dare to challenge the Holy Emperor Lingtian, and they couldn't help but feel a storm in their hearts.
But thinking of Ye Xuefeng's achievements along the way, no one dared to draw a conclusion.
Jun Chengye looked even more nervous. He felt bad all over. He only hoped that Holy Emperor Lingtian would win.
After all, if this guy wins, what will happen to him?
At this moment, he hated Ye Xuefeng who suddenly came out.
Is this kid really his destined nemesis?
According to what my father just said, this throne is his own.
Can this cooked duck still fly?
Jun Yunshang looked at the sky anxiously, her eyes filled with confusion and panic.
Why, why are you so stupid?
Why didn't I guess that Mr. Ye came to seek revenge from his father?
He had hinted to me so many times along the way, but he didn't know it at all?
Mr. Ye is right, he is such a silly girl!
