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There was a deafening roar, as if the sky was suddenly torn apart, and a bright and dazzling light shield instantly enveloped the entire Qianyu City, tightly wrapping this prosperous city. Inside the light shield, everything seemed to be still, while outside the light shield, there were surging energy fluctuations that made people palpitate.

Elder Bi You and Elder Chen Shanhe also stood up suddenly, their eyes revealing solemnity and tension, looking through the windows of the restaurant, staring closely at the world outside that was isolated by the light shield. Their heartbeats accelerated with the deafening sound, as if they could feel the huge crisis that was about to sweep over.

"It has begun..." Elder Chen Shanhe sighed, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness and sigh, but his eyes contained a hint of determination.

Liu Jun is a rare genius in Danzong once in a million years. If anything happens to him here, he will rescue Liu Jun even at the risk of his life.

"I hope everything is okay..." Elder Bi You's face also showed a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal.

Liu Jun came here with them and had just sworn brotherhood with their Palace Master. If something really happened here, how would he explain it when he returned to the Ice Palace?

The reason why they all hid in the lobby on the first floor was because this was one of the core points of Liu Jun's mysterious formation.

Although hiding here will be affected by the power of the formation, it is much weaker than other places in the formation and relatively safer.

At this time, the owner of Qianyu City Jinliufu Cashier, along with a few other people who looked equally nervous, opened the door of the restaurant and walked in. Their arrival made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, the shopkeeper Jin Liufu spread out his hands, revealing a red pill that he was holding tightly in his hands.

The pill emitted a faint fluorescence, as if it contained some mysterious power.

When Elder Bi You and Elder Chen Shanhe saw the pill, they immediately understood the identities and intentions of these people. They were also informed by Liu Jun to come here for refuge.

The confrontation between Liu Jun and Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was so fierce that it seemed as if even the space was compressed and distorted, reaching an unprecedented peak. The air around them seemed to solidify, and the breath of battle was so strong that it was almost suffocating. A shocking battle was about to break out.

"Swoosh--" A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and Prince Wei Bai flashed, holding a silver-white longbow that was flashing with cold light. He aimed an arrow in the direction of Liu Jun and shot it without hesitation.

This arrow contained all his strength and extremely precise aiming. It was so fast that it almost exceeded the limit of capture by the naked eye. In a flash, it was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, heading straight towards Liu Jun.

Liu Jun looked solemn, and moved slightly, trying to dodge the fatal blow. However, at this critical moment, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor suddenly moved. He did not attack Liu Jun directly, but with an unimaginable speed and accuracy, he used a very strange-shaped weapon to pick up the arrow that was about to hit Liu Jun.

This weapon is extremely strange, as if it is made up of two long swords that have been merged in an unusual way under the influence of some mysterious force. They are not simply connected side by side, but the tails of the hilts are facing each other, forming a unique cross shape, emitting a faint blue light, which looks both mysterious and powerful.

"Get out!" The voice of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor exploded in the air like thunder. He looked down at Prince Wei Bai condescendingly, his eyes filled with unquestionable majesty and anger.

There was an indescribable power in the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's voice, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and strike deep into the opponent's soul.

Prince Wei Bai's face turned extremely pale in an instant. He never expected that his full-strength attack would be resolved by the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, and he never expected that he would anger the other party.

In the face of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's steady aura like a mountain, he felt very small and powerless.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be paused by an invisible force. All the noise and chaos came to an abrupt end. Only Eight-Winged Feather Emperor and Liu Jun were left, becoming the only focus of this world.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two masters, their eyes were filled with awe and expectation. No one dared to interfere in the fight between the two, because any slight movement could cause dissatisfaction from the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, leading to even more terrible consequences.

Thinking back to Prince Wei Bai's behavior just now, his behavior was undoubtedly impulsive and irrational. He was blinded by hatred and lost his former calmness and wisdom. Otherwise, with his superior wisdom, how could he easily take action against Liu Jun? Isn't this a provocation to the majesty of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor? It's simply playing with fire and getting burned.

"Go ahead!" The voice of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor echoed on the battlefield. His face was solemn and serious, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Jun, as if he wanted to see every subtle movement of the opponent. He had never behaved like this when facing Yao Guangxiao. You know, Yao Guangxiao was also a strong man, but Liu Jun brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The reason is very simple, although Liu Jun looks like a human on the surface, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor can feel an ancient and powerful aura from him. It is the aura of a ferocious beast from ancient times, as if an ancient ferocious beast that has not yet fully awakened is lurking in Liu Jun's body, ready to burst out with earth-shaking power at any time.

Seeing this, Liu Jun took the initiative to attack without any hesitation or politeness.

The moment he made his move, the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, and white snowflakes began to slowly fall from the sky, adding a bit of sadness and solemnity to the battle.

However, no one noticed this change in detail, their eyes were still fixed on the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor and Liu Jun.

As Liu Jun gently swung the dark sword in his hand that was emitting a dark light, the power of the law of destruction seemed to be awakened instantly, like a sleeping giant beast suddenly opening its eyes and releasing a heart-pounding pressure.

The three powers hidden in his body - the power of the ancient ancestor dragon, the majestic power of the Dragon King, and the mysterious power of the netherworld, seemed to have found resonance at this moment. The three huge powers were like three surging rivers. Under the guidance of Liu Jun's will, they merged together in an instant, forming an unprecedented terrifying energy. The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, the emperor with brilliant wings, looked extremely solemn at this moment. Feeling the terrifying power from Liu Jun that combined the three powers, he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he immediately gathered all his strength, spread his wings, and rushed towards Liu Jun's attack like two lightning bolts cutting through the sky.

"boom!"

The two divine weapons collided suddenly in the air, making a deafening sound, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking at this moment. The powerful energy fluctuations spread wildly around them, directly destroying most of the magnificent palace of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor. The debris flew, smoke and dust rose, and the whole place was in a mess.

The Eden messengers below, who were originally watching the excitement, were instantly at a loss in this sudden energy storm. Some of them were affected by the powerful energy and were seriously injured, falling to the ground groaning in pain; others were unfortunately hit by the flying debris and fell forever on the ruins.

However, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor and Liu Jun seemed to be unconcerned about all this. The double-headed sword in the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's hand was still competing with Liu Jun's Dark Sword. Sparks flew from the collision of the sword tips, and every confrontation seemed to tear the space apart.

All they had in their eyes was the other party and the moment that was about to decide the outcome. As for the casualties below, to them, they were just a small episode in this battle.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor might still have a trace of pity in his heart, after all, they were all his fellow clansmen, but Liu Jun's heart was filled with indifference.

In his opinion, these so-called birdmen were originally the opposite of the human race and also his opposite. They were in a hostile relationship, so naturally the more they died, the better.

"Crack, crack." During this extremely tense confrontation, a subtle but clearly audible sound of bones breaking suddenly came from Liu Jun's body.

The sounds were tiny and dense, like the fragile ice in winter quietly cracking under heavy pressure.

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Liu Jun's muscles were tense and his veins bulged. It was obvious that his body was trying its best to resist the surging force in his body that was almost about to tear him apart.

This was exactly the reason why he was reluctant to easily use the law of destruction and the fusion of the three forces before.

Although they can bring unprecedented powerful combat power, the sequelae are also terrifying. Every time you use them, you are overdrawing your life. The longer you use them, the more serious the injury will be, until you are pushed into the abyss of death.

Recalling the last time he helped Tushan Susu to overcome the tribulation, he spared no effort and exerted this power to the extreme. At that moment, he seemed to have turned into a demon god who could destroy the world, but the price was also heavy - he almost tore himself to pieces. If it weren't for the sacrifice of the Wutong Spirit at the critical moment, he would have died.

"I was wondering how you, with your late Lord God-level strength, could suddenly burst out with such a powerful force," the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's voice was filled with a hint of surprise, but more of a contempt after sudden realization, "It turns out that you overdrew yourself and sacrificed your life in exchange for the current strength. Humph, I just wonder how long you can hold on?"

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was originally shocked that Liu Jun could fight him on equal terms, but when he discovered something wrong with Liu Jun's body, he suddenly felt more confident. In his opinion, an opponent who was already beginning to collapse was no longer a threat.

"What do you care how long I can hold on!" Liu Jun shouted angrily, clenching his teeth and widening his eyes, as if he wanted to pour out all his resentment and anger in this attack. He exerted force suddenly, and rushed towards the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor like an arrow from a bow, instantly forcing the opponent back several steps.

However, this seemingly powerful blow also caused his body to suffer more serious injuries. Multiple bone fractures made his movements slow and painful, and blood oozed out of his skin, staining his battle robe red. But he seemed to be unaware of it, just staring at the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, with an unyielding light in his eyes.

At this moment, Liu Jun is no longer just a soldier, but a warrior who defends his dignity and honor with his life. Even when facing a strong enemy or seriously injured, he will never give up easily.

"Go to hell!" Liu Jun shouted loudly, his voice filled with endless anger and determination. He swung the Dark Sword in his hand again, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, as if to tear the space apart.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was startled by this sudden roar and instinctively took a step back, thinking that Liu Jun had some earth-shattering moves to perform.

However, to his surprise, this previously extremely brave warrior turned around and ran after swinging his sword, and his speed was so fast that he was like an arrow shot from a bow, disappearing before his eyes without even looking back.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was stunned. He never expected Liu Jun to do this, and for a moment he was unable to react.

He thought Liu Jun was going to fight him to the death, but he didn't expect this guy to just run away!

"Son of a bitch! Don't run!" The Eight-Winged Feather King's eyes widened with anger, and he started to curse. The feathers on his wings stood up, as if he wanted to pierce through Liu Jun's back. He had never seen such a shameless opponent, and he was so angry that he was furious.

Meanwhile, Liu Jun was running as fast as he could, cursing in his heart: "Damn it! This guy is really strong. He risked his life but still couldn't beat him. If he delays a little longer, even if this birdman can't kill him, he won't be able to hold on!"

Thinking back to the battle just now, Liu Jun still felt a lingering fear in his heart. The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was indeed very powerful, and every time he attacked, he felt unprecedented pressure.

Although running away is not a glorious thing, he is not a particular person and does not care about it. What's more, this is just his strategy. (End of this chapter)