Chapter 2449
Words:1789Update:23/01/05 22:56:14
(Tenth Update!)
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As if reading Yu Aoqing's mind, Long Zishan said directly, "Jian Wushuang was able to kill Junior Brother Pang Tao in a head-on manner and even slaughtered the genius disciples from various sects. His strength is most likely above mine. Now, not only you and I need to join forces, but the rest of you should join forces as well."
Long Zishan's last words were directed at the Great Compassion Sect's First-Class Divine Demons.
Excluding Long Zishan and Yu Aoqing, there were still four First-Class Divine Demons from the Great Compassion Sect who were gathered there.
The four First-Class Divine Demons nodded in unison after hearing Long Zishan's words.
Yu Aoqing's gaze focused as she nodded heavily.
"Let's go!"
Following Long Zishan's low growl, the six First-Class Divine Demons attacked at the same time and headed straight for Jian Wushuang.
Long Zishan was the strongest among the six and was the first to bear the brunt of the attack.
The purple armor he was wearing was now suffused with a faint purple light, and a dark purple spear appeared in his hand. As he moved, there was a faint purple divine power forming a cyclone under his feet. It looked like he was stepping on a huge purple dragon.
His speed was extremely fast and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang immediately.
"Die!"
Long Zishan's eyes were like lightning as the dark purple spear in his hand instantly turned into a purple lightning bolt and whizzed towards Jian Wushuang.
"Long Zishan's strength is much stronger than Pang Tao's."
Jian Wushuang was slightly impressed. He had already judged Long Zishan's strength from the moment he saw him attack.
Jian Wushuang immediately moved.
Hum!
A gush of sword essence suddenly rose.
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed as he drew his sword and swung it in an instant.
Whoosh ~ ~ ~ A poignant sword-light lit up.
The sword-light had a faint purple color as it streaked across the void. It was extremely gorgeous and extremely bewitching as if a purple ghost shadow flashed by.
Purple Blood Sword Technique, Purple Light Phantom!
They were both purple. One was a purple lightning bolt while the other was a poignant purple sword-light. The two instantly collided.
Pa!
A crisp sound rang out in the air. Immediately, purple lightning arcs and sword lights swept out in all directions.
In the middle of the collision, Jian Wushuang smiled faintly as he casually swung his Blood Mountain Sword. His sword intent split into three and turned into cold sword-lights that attacked Long Zishan.
Long Zishan was not afraid at all as he continued to thrust the dark purple spear in his hand. Clang! Clang! Clang! It blocked all three of Jian Wushuang's sword lights.
However, Jian Wushuang took a step forward. The moment he did so, a surging sword intent, like a boundless sea of sword intent, instantly pressed down on Long Zishan's body. Invisible sword shadows immediately condensed in the surrounding void, and these sword shadows instantly shrouded Long Zishan from all directions.
"What a strange sword technique." Long Zishan's expression changed.
Under the cover of these sword shadows, he had no choice but to defend himself with all his might. His figure continuously retreated.
The simple exchange between the two clearly showed that Long Zishan was at a disadvantage.
However, Long Zishan was not the only one who attacked. While Jian Wushuang and Long Zishan were fighting, the cold-looking woman, Yu Aoqing, had already disappeared. Just as Jian Wushuang repelled Long Zishan, a cold aura suddenly appeared behind Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang was instantly alerted.
Whoosh!
A cyclone formed out of thin air, and in the middle of the cyclone, a pitch-black dagger pierced straight out.
The dagger emitted a shocking cold light. Like a phantom, it directly pierced towards Jian Wushuang's back.
The dagger's owner, Yu Aoqing, had an extremely cold expression on her face.
Whoosh!
The dagger directly pierced through Jian Wushuang's body, but it did not touch anything substantial. The sound of the dagger piercing through the body was also the sound of air being torn apart.
Obviously, the dagger pierced through the air.
"A shadow?"
"What a fast speed!"
Yu Aoqing's pupils contracted slightly, but she had already locked onto Jian Wushuang's real body in an instant and appeared beside him without him noticing.
Jian Wushuang raised his hand slightly and casually swung his sword.
It was an ordinary sword move that did not seem to contain any power. However, such a sword move had completely locked onto Yu Aoqing, leaving her with no way to escape. She could only forcefully mobilize her divine power to block the sword move.
Clang!
A low clashing sound was heard. Yu Aoqing's body shook slightly. The dagger in her hand was impacted by the sword-light and slightly changed its direction. However, she still managed to block the sword move.
Whoosh!
Yu Aoqing immediately retreated and distanced herself from Jian Wushuang.
"Be careful, he's very fast. His sword skills are also very strange and terrifying," Yu Aoqing shouted in a low voice.
Long Zishan and the other four First-Class Divine Demon disciples of the Great Compassion Sect naturally noticed Jian Wushuang's speed.
"Don't fight him one-on-one. Use the Four Symbols Formation," shouted Long Zishan.
The four First-Class Divine Demon disciples of the Great Compassion Sect looked at each other and nodded.
The next moment, their aura rose at the same time. The four auras instantly connected as if they were one.
Whoosh!
The four First-Class Divine Demons moved at the same time.
All four of them made a move, but Jian Wushuang felt as if there was only one of them.
"A formation?" Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes slightly.
He could not help but exclaim in admiration. The Great Compassion Sect's foundation was indeed incomparable to other sects in the Wusha Wilderness.
He had killed so many genius disciples from various sects during his half a day of killing, but he had never seen those sects fully united to form a formation or battle formation to maximize their combat strength. However, the four First-Class Divine Demons from the Great Compassion Sect instantly formed a formation when they made their move.
Judging from the four's techniques, the four First-Class Divine Demons were extremely well-coordinated and the formation's power was even more impressive.
With the help of the formation, the four First-Class Divine Demons' combat strength was not as simple as one plus one.
It was only four First-Class Divine Demons working together, but they gave Jian Wushuang a feeling that they were much scarier than ordinary Peak Divine Demons.
Long Zishan's combat strength was not inferior to Peak Divine Demons, but the pressure Long Zishan brought to Jian Wushuang was not as great as the four First-Class Divine Demons.
"The four of them worked together and didn't give me a chance to take them down one by one. That's pretty smart," murmured Jian Wushuang, but he was still very relaxed.
"Kill!"
The four First-Class Divine Demons were filled with murderous intent. One of them directly waved the giant axe in his hand.
Whoosh ~ ~ ~
A towering axe shadow appeared out of thin air and went straight to Jian Wushuang.
"This power has definitely reached the level of Peak Divine Demon," Jian Wushuang exclaimed as his body moved strangely, leaving behind traces of space-time shadows.
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