"Wang Xiong? You also want to block me?" A sneer flashed in Xia Ruotian's eyes.
"Juque!" Wang Xiong shouted.
"Your Majesty, you called me?" Juque said with some fear.
"Transform!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.
"Ah? There are so many people watching, I, I...!" Jique was a little embarrassed.
"Hurry up!" Wang Xiong shouted coldly.
Juque reluctantly changed into a human form.
"What the hell is this?"
"Are you a human?"
"No, this is a sword!"
"Is this the sword man?"
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Suddenly some whispers came from all around. Although the sound was not loud, how could Juque's ears not hear it? At this moment, the face at the tip of the giant sword instantly turned red.
"Your Majesty, can I change back? It's so embarrassing!" Juque showed a hint of pleading.
However, Wang Xiong grabbed the hilt of the Juque sword and ignored Juque at all.
Raising his head, holding the nondescript giant sword in his hand, Wang Xiong looked at Xia Ruotian opposite.
"Great Wilderness Immortal Emperor, this time, you have killed Mr. Bai and fulfilled your wish. This is the end of it!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.
"It ends here? Haha, what qualifications do you have to let me end it here? If I say I want his sword, I want his sword. This is my rule!" Xia Ruotian said coldly.
"I don't know how you are at this moment, but I know clearly that Mr. Bai is not much weaker than you and the Great Desolate Sword together. The last sword, Mr. Bai's sword at the cost of death, broke the Great Desolate Sword, and you Xia Ruotian will definitely be seriously injured as well. At this moment, I should not be able to exert my original strength. There are many strong people in this ancient battlefield. The Great Wilderness Immortal Emperor should not waste his life just because of his temporary preferences!" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"You lost your life in vain? Haha, did you lose your life in the hands of others, or did you lose your life in your hands? Wang Xiong, you are becoming more and more narcissistic now. Last time, you killed several immortals outside the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Do you think you are invincible? Even if I am severely injured now, the only thing that is severely injured is the power of the immortals, and it is not comparable to you!" Xia Ruotian said coldly.
"Since I'm blocking you here, I won't let you take another step forward!" Wang Xiong said with cold eyes, holding the giant sword in his hand.
"Ha, hahaha, is your sword just this ugly thing that doesn't belong to a man or a sword?" Xia Ruotian looked at Wang Xiong holding up the weird giant sword, showing a stunned sarcasm.
But Wang Xiong would not explain anything, and the sword of the emperor started again.
"call!"
With Wang Xiong as the center, a powerful sword energy spurted out, and a storm of sword energy swept across all directions in an instant.
In all directions, the long swords of countless spectators trembled.
"That's right, it's the sword move of the Bull-Slaying Demon King last time!"
"I am the only sword in Bahuang Liuhe! I remember it!"
"Wang Xiong wants to challenge Xia Ruotian?"
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For a moment, countless cultivators stared wide-eyed.
"Your Majesty, you, you won't touch the Great Desolate Sword with my head, will you?" Juque Sword suddenly became frightened.
Wang Xiong raised the sword of the emperor, and naturally he wanted to cut it down with the giant sword.
Why did Wang Xiong use the Juque Sword to kill him? It was because the Juque Sword was one of the ten holy swords in the Middle Ages. Although it had not reached its peak, when facing the Great Desolate Sword, he did not feel like he was facing a superior person. Wang Xiong was sure that the Juque Sword The quality is now gone.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!" Xia Ruotian's eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura flashed through his eyes.
At this moment, when Xia Ruotian killed Mr. Bai, it was when he was in full swing. At this moment, Xia Ruotian felt invincible and unbeatable. But in front of him, a clown dared to challenge him
"If you want to die, I will help you!" Xia Ruotian said coldly.
As he spoke, the Great Desolate Sword with a trace of crack suddenly slashed towards Wang Xiong.
Wang Xiong's eyes turned cold, and the emperor's sword was about to be cut down.
On the side, Mr. Bai fell into He Jianzhi's arms, a hint of satisfaction flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed with his hand.
"Buzz!"
A force suddenly poured into Wang Xiong's body from behind.
call!
Rolling power poured into Wang Xiong's body, immediately raising Wang Xiong's strength to the extreme. Wang Xiong's eyes lit up, knowing that Mr. Bai was using his last remaining strength to help him.
"I am the only one in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe!" Wang Xiong shouted.
One white, one purple, two huge rays of light bloomed in Liangjie Mountain instantly. The stabbing moment caused countless spectators to narrow their eyes and be unable to open them.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
There was a super loud noise, and the surrounding mountains suddenly exploded with rubble. The entire Liangjie Mountain, except for the place where Wang Xiong was, also exploded with countless rubbles.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise in the sky, and when everyone's vision recovered, they all looked towards the halfway point of Liangjie Mountain.
All around, it was already a mess.
Wang Xiong was still standing where he was, and so was Xia Ruotian. When the two swords collided, neither of them took a step back. However, at this moment, both of their faces flushed, and each of them spurted out a mouthful of blood.
This time, facing Xia Ruotian, how dare Wang Xiong hold back? Even if Mr. Bai's last strength poured into his body, Wang Xiong gave it all. In an instant, Wang Xiong exhausted all his strength.
If it wasn't allowed at this moment, Wang Xiong would have collapsed to the ground.
The blood dragon dimmed countless times, the Tai Chi diagram and the tiger soul all dimmed. Wang Xiong's hand holding the sword seemed to be trembling.
Wang Xiong was once again at the end of his rope, but at this moment, no one laughed at him. Because Wang Xiong blocked the Great Desolate Sword. He really blocked Xia Ruotian's blow.
That's what Mr. Bai can do.
Countless cultivators looked at Wang Xiong, and their scalps all felt numb. Did he want to make a sneak attack just now
Wang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Xia Ruotian opposite.
Xia Ruotian also wiped the corners of his mouth, disbelief flashing in his eyes. blocked? Why did Wang Xiong block his sword? How did he do it
Even if he was injured, he shouldn't be blocked by an earthly immortal. Moreover, logically speaking, if it weren't for Mr. Bai's peerless swordsmanship, ordinary people's swords, even ordinary divine swords, would have shattered in front of the Great Desolate Sword.
But right now, why not
The giant sword was still intact, but the giant face on the back of the sword showed pain, as if it had just hit its head and hurt.
The Juque Sword was in perfect condition, but the Great Desolate Sword actually split at the original crack. One crack turned into eight? Eight cracks
Just like a spider web covering the Great Desolate Sword, the Great Desolate Sword seems to collapse at any time.
"Impossible, cough!" Xia Ruotian coughed up blood and stared at Wang Xiong's giant sword.
"Great Wilderness Immortal Emperor, you should retreat, cough!" Wang Xiong coughed up blood and said with a ferocious expression.
In a duel, there was no winner. Wang Xiong borrowed Mr. Bai's power, but Xia Ruotian's Great Desolate Sword had a lot of cracks.
Just a sword strike, evenly matched
All around, countless cultivators showed horrified expressions. You must know that it was Xia Ruotian. Just now, Xia Ruotian was regarded as a god by everyone. Wang Xiong actually blocked it
"How ferocious this devil Wang Xiong must be!" Countless spectators looked on with horror and fear.
"This time, I am injured! In the future, I will come to your Dongfang Kingdom to ask for advice in person!" Xia Ruotian said with a look of hatred on his face.
Xia Ruotian himself was severely injured by Mr. Bai. At this moment, a sword fight with Wang Xiong made him even more injured. Xia Ruotian was proud, but he would not put himself in a desperate situation.
There are countless spectators from all directions, can they really just watch? If he persists, those spectators are likely to swarm him.
"snort!"
Xia Ruotian flicked his sleeves and shot into the distance.
Xia Ruotian left. When he left, although some spectators were ready to make a move, no one dared to stop him. After all, Xia Ruotian's ferocity just now was too terrifying.
And one sword can defeat Xia Ruotian? Countless powerful men from Bai Kuang Earth Continent all looked confused at this moment.
Is this still the Eastern King of Qin that I know? That big fool? Countless powerful people from Baikuangdizhou are all Yijiling. Today, Wang Xiong's vicious reputation left a deep impression on everyone.
"Plop!"
The moment Xia Ruotian retreated, Wang Xiong's feet softened and he fell to the ground. He couldn't even grasp the giant sword in his hand and fell to the ground.
"It hurts me to death, ah, it hurts me to death!" Juque turned into a tiger shape and covered his head with a look of grievance.
All around, the eyes of countless cultivators brightened. The sword turned from the tiger was not weaker than the Great Desolate Sword? Countless spectators suddenly became jealous, looking forward to conquering the giant palace.
Wang Xiong fell weakly to the ground and looked at Mr. Bai aside. Mr. Bai's face was ashen, his face was dry and sunken, and he was obviously dying.
"Although the Juque Sword, one of the top ten holy swords in the Middle Ages, does not have the magical powers attached to other holy swords, it is the sharpest among the ten holy swords. It is not uncommon for it to be able to cut through the Great Desolate Sword. The sword of the Great Desolate Sword The body and the sword hilt are several levels behind, cough!" Mr. Bai smiled weakly.
"Thank you, Mr. Bai, for your help. Just now...!" Wang Xiong said with a weak smile.
"I want to thank you for saving the last bit of dignity for my death!" Mr. Bai said with a bitter smile.
"Mr. Bai, if you leave, the passage between the two realms will probably...!" Wang Xiong said bitterly.
"It doesn't matter, even if today is not there, according to the time limit, someone will come to replace me. Soon, someone will come to replace me and protect this two-realm passage! This is why I dare to give it a try with the Great Desolate Sword! Cough! Cough!" Mr. Bai said weakly.
"Is there someone coming to meet you soon?" Wang Xiong asked in surprise.
"Tiger Ancestor, Ye He Fengtian!" Mr. Bai said weakly.
"Tiger Ancestor?" Wang Xiong asked in surprise.
At this moment, Mr. Bai looked at He Jianzhi weakly as if all his life was gone and he was breathing his last breath.
"Senior!" He Jianzhi had tears in his eyes.
"He Jianzhi? Haha, I was hurt by love when I saw you earlier?" Mr. Bai looked at He Jianzhi kindly.
"I...!" He Jianzhi's eyes suddenly darkened.
"Do you have an inferiority complex? Love? It is the most beautiful thing in the world. Don't be afraid. Go for it bravely. Even if you fail, you will be worthy of yourself. I, the Crane Clan, hate my mother-in-law the most. Don't let me down! Mr. Bai said with a smile.
"I, I...!" He Jianzhi didn't know what to say.
"I have dedicated my life to the Crane Clan, but I owe a debt to a woman from back then. This is a lifelong regret. Don't make the same mistake I did. Your boy is extremely talented. Although he has the general outline of the Crane Ancestor Swordsmanship, he has too little experience. , refine my soul and give you my lifelong combat experience!" Mr. Bai said.
As he said that, he pointed a finger at the center of He Jianzhi's eyebrows, and a green light poured into the center of He Jianzhi's eyebrows from his body, and Mr. Bai closed his eyes completely.
"Crack!"
Mr. Bai lowered his hands. Not even wanting to waste his broken soul, he gave He Jianzhi a huge gift before his soul was shattered.
Mr. Bai is dead. He Jianzhi's entire body was fixed there.
Wang Xiong collapsed weakly on the ground. Juque was holding his head in pain, and his heart had not yet awakened.
At this moment, Wang Xiong and his party seemed to be at the end of their rope. The hearts of countless spectators around them suddenly started to beat strongly. They were all ready to make a move and looked at Wang Xiong's position with greedy eyes.
As if they had agreed, suddenly, a group of onlookers, swords in hand, rushed toward the Two Boundaries Mountain.