Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

"The fact is that you are doing something that I cannot accept, so I have to get rid of you," Zeng Jun became serious.

"Who are you against me for? Her?" He pointed at Weiwei. After all, Zengjun was standing with her now. The enemy of his enemy and his current enemy were confronting him together. It was inevitable that he would mistakenly think that it was for Weiwei.

"This is just a grudge between you and me, it has nothing to do with anyone else"

"So, do it for her. You teamed up with our former enemy, but now you want to kill me for this demon clan. Are you worthy of those who died for you?"

Zeng Jun stood up and took out the 'Jun' sword, holding it in his right hand, and said to Er, "You killed those people. It was you who wanted them to be buried with you. This is not my original intention."

Er picked up the tiger-patterned sword and stood up, but did not open the sheath. He simply held it in his left hand, "It has nothing to do with you? Hahahaha, didn't you leave because of them? After I helped you kill them all, you actually said ~ it has nothing to do with you"

"One person's mistake doesn't require everyone to pay for it. Don't you understand?"

"Haha, is that so?" Er asked in disbelief, "I'm doing this for your own good. You should understand that they betrayed you and they deserve to die. We, we are friends." Er tried to convince Zengjun.

"No, my friend, we have begun to drift apart." Zengjun wanted Er to understand that friends only live in the past.

"You will understand that I am doing this for your own good," Er said depressedly.

"I know better than you whether it is good or bad. I don't need what you think is good."

"Shut up! You still don't understand what I mean. I'm the only one waiting for you."

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not appropriate for us to talk about this right now."

"so?"

"Let's fight, let me see your progress." Zengjun blocked Weiwei with his left hand and said to Er with the sword in his right hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, a fast breath appeared in front of Zeng Jun, and it actually teleported over.

Zeng Jun held his sword upright to block to the left. When he was blocking, he felt that the force was not right and there was no pressure at all.

In an instant, Er returned to his original position after striking the sword, looking at Zeng Jun, because Er felt that Zeng Jun could have blocked it faster, as if he had deliberately let the sword hurt him.

Zengjun looked at Er silently, with no light in his eyes.

"Brother, your face is injured." Weiwei looked up at Zengjun's face and reminded him.

Zeng Jun could feel that the wound on his face was bleeding and dripping onto the cold ground.

Zengjun didn't care about his injured face.

"You could have avoided this sword, so are you feeling guilty?" Er asked, staring into Zengjun's eyes.

Zeng Jun did not respond. What did this sword refer to?

"You've become stronger~" Zengjun blurted out after a moment of silence.

Er looked at the tiger-patterned sword he was using. There was no blood stain on it. Yes, there was no blood stain of Zeng Jun. The reason was very simple. How could any mortal weapon cut through the flesh and blood of the god?

Both of them understood what had just happened. From the perspective of slow-motion replay, Er threw the sword, and the sword hit Zeng Jun's face, but did not cause any wound. After being hit, Zeng Jun quickly used the "Jun" sword to cut off the part that had just been hit. So the answer is that Zeng Jun did not block it, but the wound was cut by himself.

"Zengjun! Answer me! Are you feeling guilty?" Er asked again. Er also firmly believed that if it was Zengjun, this sword would not have been able to block so many points slowly.

"Are you still thinking about the past?" Zeng Jun asked back.

"I really don't want to be your enemy. Zhao Yi will be unhappy if he sees it, even though you took him away," Er said regretfully.

"He can't see anymore, you chose it," Zengjun said sarcastically.

The detail lies in the "taking away" that Er mentioned. The arrival of Zengjun led to the dull relationship between them, and what Zengjun said about "you choose" was also pointing out Er's previous inaction.

"I really hope we can come to an agreement," Er said. At this moment, Er's heart softened. Whether he could win the fight or not was another matter. He didn't want to fight with Zeng Junzhen.

"I'm sorry, the purpose of my trip is to make you atone for your sins."

"How to atone for your sins?"

"Die!" Zeng Jun said the word coldly.

"If I die, how many people can survive?" Er asked Zengjun. The implication of this sentence is that compared to starving to death, this kind of killing seems better.

"I don't know, but it will be better than it is now. So, are you ready to stand trial?"

Er looked at his hands, then sneered, "But I don't want to die yet. Come, let me witness the gap between us."

Songjun also got ready, "That's right, I like you like this"

Er took back the tiger-patterned sword. He was not good at swordplay. Magic power was Er's forte.

Zeng Jun saw Er retract the tiger-patterned sword and suggested, "Let's fight outside."

After saying "I'll wait for you", Er disappeared in front of Zengjun.

"Brother..." Weiwei was worried about Zengjun. Just from the aura, this guy gave Weiwei a feeling that he was difficult to deal with.

Zengjun patted Weiwei's head and said, "Be good, you stay outside and watch while I deal with him. There is another one. After the next one, we will go to the demon tribe. Do you miss home?"

"I..." Weiwei lowered her head and remained silent.

"I'm not trying to chase you away," Zeng Jun realized that the way he asked was wrong, "So, protect yourself first, I'll take you out to play after I deal with him."

"Okay~" Weiwei nodded. Zengjun just wanted her to protect herself first.

Zengjun then carried Weiwei towards the exit.

He placed Vivi on the platform at the entrance of the cave, put a protective shield on her, and then looked at Er who was waiting for him in the air.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back," Weiwei said, not hiding her worry for Zengjun at all.

"Hmm" Zengjun spread his wings and flew towards Er with a sword in his right hand.

“I won’t say hello or anything like that, just be careful.” Zeng Jun also placed his left hand on the sword and pressed the blade backwards to achieve a stronger killing power.

Er looked at Zengjun's face which was injured not long ago. The wound had healed, but there was still blood on his face.

He gathered his hands together, gathering the power of the storm like squeezing a ball. Soon, a bunch of tornadoes appeared in the oasis.

The tornado wrapped around Zeng Jun with sand and wind. At the same time, Er condensed the sand on the ground into a sword and stabbed it into the storm that wrapped around Zeng Jun.

As for Zeng Jun, he was trapped in the tornado, and his left hand began to permeate with magical power.

After a while, a water ball appeared with Zengjun as the center, wrapping around Zengjun and spinning at high speed. Zengjun continued to fly towards Er.

The sword condensed from wind and sand, when it hit the Zengjun water ball, turned into wind and sand again and was driven by the water ball to roll.