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Chapter 417 Chen Jun: Zhou Xuan!! Die with me!!

Listening to Chen Jun's hysterical roar, Zhou Xuan still had a faint smile on his face.

He did not get angry at the other party's bad tone, nor did he refute the logic that reversed right and wrong.

These words are nothing but the impotent rage of a lost dog.

No meaning, no value.

Zhou Xuan took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand and looked towards the direction of Hongjing.

After leaving Hongjing and handing over the dragon army to Ms. Bai Wang, he soon arrived at the place where Chu Zihang and Caesar disappeared.

Although Master Zhou still knows very little about the construction of Nibelungen, destruction is much easier than construction after all.

With his extraordinary perception and tremendous power, Zhou Xuan forcibly broke through the boundary between Nibelung and reality, successfully resolving the deadlock between Chu Zihang and Caesar.

After realizing that Percy had been dealt with and Chu Zihang and Caesar were fine, Zhou Xuan decisively launched a hunt for Chen Jun.

The moment Zhou Xuan shattered the sky, Chen Jun began to flee without hesitation.

Unfortunately, there are only a few players in this world who can escape Master Zhou’s pursuit, and Chen Jun is not one of them.

A damp and cold wind blew from the direction of Hongjing, carrying the smell of blood and gunpowder.

The roars and gunshots coming from Hongjing are gradually weakening, and the war over there is nearing its end.

"What on earth are you planning? Beautiful Bai Wang." Zhou Xuan exhaled a long puff of smoke and muttered to himself in his heart.

At this moment, a gust of extremely strong wind suddenly came from behind.

The sound of air being torn apart rang out continuously, and a golden lightning flashed through the dark jungle at a high speed!
At the same time, Chen Jun's cursing and wailing suddenly stopped.

His bloodshot pupils flashed with undisguised fear and despair, but at the same time there was also a hint of hysterical madness and expectation.

The Gun of Destiny!

Kungunir is here!

The hope and fear that Chen Jun had been eagerly waiting for came!

This divine spear was destined to pierce through Chen Jun's body and take his life, but it didn't matter anymore...

The dirty blood suddenly splashed everywhere, and Chen Jun's broken body suddenly rose from the pool of blood!

The expression on his face was ferocious and crazy, like a demon!
The gastrointestinal entrails covered in blood and mud broke through the air, and half of Chen Jun's body flashed in front of Zhou Xuan like an arrow!
His skin instantly turned into a rough, dry dark brown, like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree.

The ingredients of the World Tree and the dragon blood were suddenly stimulated to the extreme!

Chen Jun suddenly opened his arms and hugged Zhou Xuan's body tightly!

He wanted to restrain Zhou Xuan's movements and trap him in place!

It only takes a split second, a few milliseconds.

Kungunir is about to arrive here and pierce Zhou Xuan's body and himself at the same time!

This was the only solution Chen Jun came up with in desperation.

I don't ask for escape, I just want to perish together with you!
As for who would benefit from doing this, Chen Jun no longer wanted to think about it.

After I die, why would I care about the flood?

You want me to die, then I want you to be buried with me!
"Zhou Xuan!! Die with me!! You..."

Chen Jun, with blood all over his face, roared at the top of his lungs.

But in the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Click."

A crisp sound of bone cracking sounded quietly in the silent jungle.

Chen Jun's broken body suddenly became extremely still and stood upright in front of Zhou Xuan.

His head was firmly grasped by a slender hand with well-proportioned joints.

Crisp bone-breaking sounds rang out from the skull one after another.

"You really don't repent even when you are about to die." Zhou Xuan chuckled and slowly exerted force on the palm of his hand that was pinching Chen Jun's head.

The next moment, the golden lightning suddenly appeared behind Zhou Xuan, and the sharp and cold tip of the gun pointed directly at his vest!

Zhou Xuan still held the cigarette in his mouth, and shook his wrist carelessly. The scimitar drew a dark golden arc of light in the wind and rain, and the thin blade collided with the tip of Kungunir's gun accurately.

In an instant, thousands of sparks burst out from the direction where the two touched, and flew in all directions like meteors in July!
A teeth-grinding sound of metal rubbing echoed through the jungle.

The golden lightning suddenly stopped in mid-air, revealing Kungunir's true appearance.

The gun body of the spear of destiny trembled violently and kept spinning in an attempt to break through the furious blade, but to no avail.

Zhou Xuan's arm holding the knife did not tremble at all, and he stood with the knife as steady as a rock.

"It's a bit powerful, but still not enough." He smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Under Chen Jun's extremely horrified gaze, Zhou Xuan suddenly pressed his wrist, and the furious saber suddenly entered its complete state of seven meters in length!
light.

A dark golden blade light tore through the stormy night, so bright that Chen Jun subconsciously closed his eyes.

"puff."

A soft sound was heard, as if something was being cut.

Chen Jun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Xuan.

I saw that the furious saber in Zhou Xuan's hand had disappeared, and was replaced by a half-smoked cigarette.

Zhou Xuan flicked his fingers, and the burnt ashes floated in the wind and fell into the puddles on the ground.

Along with the smoke and ashes, Kungunir also fell to the ground.

However, Kungunir is no longer as sharp and unstoppable as before, and it is no longer intact, but has split into two symmetrical halves.

Zhou Xuan's last slash of sword directly split Kungunir from the tip of the gun, splitting it into two halves!
In front of Zhou Xuan, the divine weapon of the Dragon King Odin seemed to have turned into a piece of firewood, fragile and weak, unable to withstand a single blow.

"This..." Chen Jun widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Crack!"

Zhou Xuan exerted a little force with his palm, squeezing Chen Jun's head so hard that it made a crackling sound.

He smiled nonchalantly: "You don't really think that a fake sword can pose any threat to me, do you?"

"If Odin had thrown it himself, it might have caused me some trouble."

"Fake...fake!?" Chen Jun's face changed suddenly.

"Oh?" Zhou Xuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes teasing, "You don't even know that the Kungunir in Odin's hand is a fake? Aren't you the former leader of the Doomsday Cult?"

“Could it be that… when Odin and Lu Lincheng imitated Kungunir before, they didn’t tell you about this leader at all?”

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really are a failure, great-grandson."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun's eyes instantly turned blood red, his teeth bit his lips tightly, and half of his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Shame, anger, fear, and deep despair kept changing on his face.

Kungunir was the last trump card that Chen Jun was counting on, but it was easily resolved by Zhou Xuan.

This time, he truly had no way to go up to heaven or down to earth.

"By the way, can you perform that again?" Zhou Xuan crushed the cigarette butt between Chen Jun's eyebrows.

Chen Jun looked painful, but he didn't dare to move at all: "Wha...what?"

"That's the one."

"what?"

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, and the expression on his face suddenly became hysterical: "Zhou Xuan!! Die with me!!"

After that, he smiled and pinched Chen Jun's skull: "Come on! Your expression just now is really interesting. Do it again and again."

Uncontrollable humiliation and resentment burst out in Chen Jun's heart like a flood!

He almost broke his teeth!

Oh shit!

Are you very free?

The White King and Odin are now working hard, making crazy plans, and confronting each other passionately!
And you asked me to show you a talent! ?

(End of this chapter)