"Impossible, how could you..." Defeated his attack so easily?

Yusong was emotionally agitated and greatly shocked.

It was not just Yusong who was emotionally excited. The other gods who were watching the battle were all shocked. However, Yusong, as the person involved, was both unbelievable and angry.

As the God of War in the God Realm, he had been in glory for tens of thousands of years. Although he had never been defeated, at least he had never been defeated so inexplicably. It seemed that he was completely crushed and had no power to fight back.

Zhao Xuan felt Yusong's shame and malice. He was not a tolerant and kind person. Facing someone who repeatedly wanted to kill him, he would not let it go easily.

He bent down and looked down at the embarrassed Yusong. "Hey... didn't you say before that you would teach me the rules of the God Clan? So this is it?"

The latter sentence was a slap in Yusong's face.

This nonchalant tone makes people feel more humiliated than actually beating someone!

"Go to hell!" Yusong cast the spell again. This time he used all his strength, leaving no room for any chance.

Yusong utilized the air from all directions, and as he cast the spell, it gradually condensed into a solid entity, becoming a number of golden swords that came with great force.

However, in fact, Zhao Xuan kicked several times in a row, creating red rays of light, like a sword cutting through the sky.

The sharp swords coming from all directions were easily eliminated again.

However, Yusong's real killer move was not these, but to use his natal sword, the Qingming Sword, intending to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack when Zhao Xuan was busy dealing with those sharp swords and had no time to split himself.

Stab him from behind!

Gods normally cannot be injured, and ordinary immortal weapons cannot hurt them at all.

But there are always exceptions.

The natal swords of the gods are divine weapons and naturally cannot be compared with ordinary immortal weapons.

As long as Zhao Xuan is stabbed by his natal sword, there will be a wound on his body for the rest of his life that can never be healed.

A hint of pride flashed unconsciously in Yusong's eyes.

He thought, so what if he is a demon god? As long as he stabs with this sword, he will no longer be afraid of this demon god!

The demon world can never be on equal footing with the celestial race!

However, the facts were completely contrary to what he imagined. Zhao Xuan not only noticed his movements, but also turned around in time.

While destroying all the remaining swords, he raised his foot and kicked towards Yusong.

The kick was merciless and directly kicked the man down from the ninth heaven.

Others were promoted by climbing up the altar, but Yusong was kicked down by Zhao Xuan.

Not only did he show no mercy, he also sealed the divine power of the Jade Song God, ensuring that he would not be able to return to the Ninth Heaven within a month!

The gods were shocked by Zhao Xuan's move.

It was not only because of the strength Zhao Xuan displayed, but more because Zhao Xuan kicked Lord Yusong down from the Ninth Heaven without even raising his eyes!

"You actually kicked Lord Yusong down?"

"You, you are really unreasonable. This is the Ninth Heaven, the territory of the Celestial Clan. It is not your turn as a demon to be so presumptuous!"

"He is truly a demon, so ruthless in his first move! Lord Yusong is just competing with you, are you really going to kick him down?"

"Take him to the Emperor of Heaven and ask him to judge and give us justice. I don't believe that the God Realm, with so many gods, will allow a demon to rule the world."

Zhao Xuan looked at these so-called gods in front of him who were pointing fingers at him and blaming him in their words, and he couldn't help but sneer with mockery.

"What else? He tried to kill me, and I just kicked him away, which was already a mercy."

Do you really think he's running a charity?

Others want to kill him, but he should be tolerant of them?

Why?

If it were these gods, if I made the slightest mistake, I'm afraid they would pounce on me and "skin me alive" immediately!

It is simply wishful thinking to expect them to show mercy.

"You guys yell at me and curse at me, but you still expect me to show mercy to you. Aren't you too self-righteous?"

Zhao Xuan, who had just ascended, hated the God Realm because of the demons they always talked about and the lowly demons.

In his eyes, all gods are as black as crows, with no one being an exception!

It was for this reason that he spoke without mercy and directly tore off their disguises.

"You have never targeted me alone, you have targeted the entire demon race. In your eyes, the heavens are supreme, and the demon race should bow down to you, the gods, and not even the slightest bit of disobedience is allowed!"

The thoughts in the hearts of the gods were ruthlessly exposed. It was nothing at first, but when they met Zhao Xuan's mocking eyes, the blood in their bodies rushed to their heads in an instant, and they became angry and embarrassed.

"Nonsense!"

"Today I have to teach you, the devil, a lesson!"

"Stop talking nonsense, tie him up and send him to the Emperor of Heaven! Let the Emperor of Heaven punish him! He must be suppressed for at least tens of thousands of years!"

Otherwise it would be difficult for them to vent their hatred!

As the man shouted that he wanted to capture Zhao Xuan and bring him before the Emperor of Heaven, the other gods took out their magical weapons and attacked Zhao Xuan.

Among the dozen or so gods, except for two or three goddesses who did not participate in the battle, all the others attacked Zhao Xuan without exception.

Naturally, their men will show no mercy.

In the eyes of the gods, the demons have lost their humanity and their devilish nature is difficult to change.

No one is exempt from this.

Especially the great war between the gods and demons tens of thousands of years ago, which led to mutual hatred between the two races.

This kind of hatred was even unreasonably directed at Zhao Xuan, who had just ascended to heaven, knew nothing, and was barely over a thousand years old!

Zhao Xuan grew up in a place like the Demon Abyss, and believed that whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak.

Even if they want to kill him now, Zhao Xuan is not afraid!

At worst, he would beat them until they were convinced!

As more than a dozen gods attacked Zhao Xuan at the same time, Zhao Xuan acted quickly and accurately, and quickly dodged the sneak attack that intended to hurt him with the divine weapon.

At the same time, he used the opponent's force to counter him, and pulled over a nearby god, causing him to collide with the artifact, resulting in mutual injuries.

The scene was in chaos. These dozen or so gods combined were no match for Zhao Xuan alone.

After looking into each other's eyes, they nodded and planned to work together to form a large formation.

The formation is combined with the divine power of each of them. Even if it risks being punished and scolded by the Emperor of Heaven, they are determined to destroy this arrogant and domineering demon!

Two of them had the greatest malice towards Zhao Xuan. Before anyone else could take action, they couldn't wait to draw their natal swords and stab Zhao Xuan.

The corners of Zhao Xuan's lips curved slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes swept across everyone with a smile, especially the two gods. Before they could react, Zhao Xuan formed seals with his hands and cast a spell.

A thick black and red fog enveloped the two of them. They tried their best to struggle out of it, but the fog should not be underestimated.

Before they could make a complete effort to dispel the thick fog, it suddenly disappeared, leaving only their hands and feet still surrounded by the black and red fog, like shackles, locking their movements.

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