boom!
The eighteen-foot-tall golden sword soul phantom was like a peerless demon lord lording over the world. As Jian Wushuang stepped forward, the golden sword soul phantom also took a sudden step forward. Then the long sword was swung out, and the power of the sword soul suddenly surged. He broke out and fought head-on with Prince Zi Zhong.
The river of blood was rolling all over the sky, pressing towards Prince Zi Zhong crazily.
Jian Wushuang almost exploded with all his strength. The Prince of Nanyu was seriously injured before with just one sword strike in his hand, but the combat power of Prince Zi Zhong was obviously much stronger than that of Prince Nan Yu. With the power of the magic weapon in his hand, Prince Zi Zhong followed Whether it was a head-on collision or a competition in speed and skill, Jian Wushuang never fell behind.
But Prince Zi Zhong can only fight head-on with Jian Wushuang. As for what he said before about killing Jian Wushuang, it is obviously impossible. Prince Zi Zhong is also helpless about this.
"Lord Su Ming asked me to kill Jian Wushuang and bring back the Heart-killing Sword, but who would have thought that this kid is just a Saint, but his combat power is so strong?" Prince Zi Zhong sighed in his heart.
He also saw the scene when Jian Wushuang fought with Prince Nanyu before. When he saw Jian Wushuang seriously injuring Prince Nanyu with one sword, he understood that it was impossible for him to kill Jian Wushuang alone.
"We can only wait for Lord Su Ming to take action himself."
Prince Purple Bell seemed to sweep the surrounding void intentionally or unintentionally.
He knew that Lord Su Ming must be hiding somewhere nearby, but he just never showed up. It was because of this that he knew that he couldn't kill Jian Wushuang and still fought like crazy with Jian Wushuang.
He just wanted to let Su Ming know that he had tried his best, but the opponent was too strong and he couldn't kill him.
On the battlefield, the fierce battle between Jian Wushuang and Prince Zi Zhong has reached a fierce stage. From time to time, the two collide head-on, and from time to time their bodies turn into afterimages. They chase and move in the void at an astonishing speed, but no matter how they fight, they can't. It's hard to tell the winner.
"As expected of Prince Zi Zhong. We are both princes. Even if the ten Nan Yu Princes are tied together, I'm afraid none of them can compare to you." Jian Wushuang suddenly looked at Prince Zi Zhong in the middle of the fight. "Your strength is also worthy of me." Use the heart-killing sword."
As soon as Jian Wushuang finished speaking, he saw a movement of his wrist. The three-kill sword had disappeared, replaced by a blood-colored monster long sword that exuded a vast killing aura.
"This is the first time I have used this sword, and I don't know how powerful it is. How is it?" Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, but this laughter made the face of Prince Zi Zhong suddenly change.
"not good!"
When Prince Zi Zhong saw the bloody monster sword appearing in Jian Wu's hands, his pupils shrank suddenly.
The Heart-killing Sword is the number one sword-killing divine weapon in the vast divine state. How powerful it is, Prince Zi Zhong doesn’t know. He only knows that Jian Wushuang used only a first-grade divine weapon before and the three-killing sword is not as powerful as it. His efforts were evenly matched, but now if he uses the Heart-Killing Sword...
"The Heart-Killing Sword is, after all, the number one divine sword weapon. With the unparalleled strength of this sword, it only needs to exert a small amount of its power to completely crush me." Prince Zi Zhong was horrified in his heart.
When he saw Jian Wushuang preparing to use the Heart-killing Sword, he already had the intention of retreating in his heart.
However, under the pressure of Jian Wushuang's Blood River Domain, if he wanted to leave, he would have to obtain Jian Wushuang's consent.
Jian Wushuang's figure moved, leaving behind an afterimage that gradually dissipated. A ghostly figure instantly crossed the blood river and appeared in front of Prince Zi Zhong, and then stabbed directly with a sword.
This sword carries a decisive and unrelenting mood. It is the second form of the Heart-killing Sword Technique, which will lead to death!
As if because it was the first time he took action after recognizing his master Jian Wushuang, the Heart-killing Sword trembled crazily and burst out with monstrous power at this moment, making Jian Wushuang's sword terrifying to the extreme. The same swordsmanship, performed by the same person, but Jian Wushuang used the Heart-killing Sword to perform the endless death move, which was at least several times more powerful than the previous move using the Three-Kill Sword.
"I can't stop this sword!"
Seeing the sword thrusting forward and feeling the great power coming from the sword, Prince Zi Zhong also showed a look of horror on his face.
But before this sword really came to Prince Purple Bell, the void in front of Prince Purple Bell suddenly broke open, and a white-robed figure appeared out of thin air.
As soon as the white-robed man appeared, he immediately swept away with a powerful sword intent.
This sword intention immediately swept towards Jian Wushuang, causing Jian Wushuang to freeze and the sword style in his hand also stopped.
After regaining his balance, Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person coming.
A large number of strong swordsmen watching the battle around the battlefield also focused their attention on the white-robed man who suddenly appeared.
"Did you finally take action?"
None of these swordsmen were surprised when they saw the coming person.
Everyone knows that this person will never give away the Heart-Killing Sword so easily.
Jian Wushuang also looked at the visitor, but the corners of his mouth curved in a special way, "I finally couldn't help it anymore!"
The person who came was wearing a white robe and had a face as handsome as a demon. He was one of the nine great monarchs of the vast China, and he was also the master of the Sword Valley... Sword Demon, Su Ming!
This Su Ming suppressed the Heart-Destroying Sword in the Sword-Suppressing Valley for thousands of years. He had already regarded the Heart-Destroying Sword as his own. At this swordsmanship conference in the Sword-Suppressing Valley, the Heart-Destroying Sword recognized Jian Wushuang as his Lord, how could Su Ming be willing to accept this
In the past, when I was in Zhenjian Valley, I was worried about my face and reputation, so I couldn't do anything to the guests I invited.
Even after leaving the Sword-Suppressing Valley, he asked Prince Purple Bell to take action first, while he stayed in the dark. It was better not to come forward if he could. But when he saw that Prince Purple Bell could not do anything to Jian Wushuang, he also I had to take action.
"Lord Su Ming." Prince Zi Zhong bowed respectfully to Su Ming and said, "I have tried my best."
"I saw it." Su Ming nodded and waved to Prince Zi Zhong.
Prince Zi Zhong rushed towards the void next to him. He knew that since Su Ming had taken action personally, he was no longer needed.
Su Ming still had a condescending attitude and looked towards Jian Wushuang in front of him. When he saw the Heart-killing Sword in Jian Wu's hands, his pupils secretly narrowed, and then he smiled coldly, "The sword is a good sword. It’s a pity that those who use swords are too weak.”
"Haha, Lord Su Ming is right. My strength is a little weak now. I can't even exert 10% of the power of the Heart-killing Sword. But no matter how much power I can exert, I still can't. It’s much better than those who are not even qualified to let the Heart-killing Sword recognize its master and can only stare at it, right?” Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile.
(End of chapter)