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"Jian Wushuang's strength has improved greatly again?" Huan Chen's face was filled with a trace of astonishment.
"Hmph, so what? He's still going to die!" Huo Yang's eyes were cold.
Those First-Class Divine Demon geniuses' killing intent did not stop at all.
All of a sudden … Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A large number of attacks were launched at Jian Wushuang from all directions.
Each of those attacks was performed by a First-Class Divine Demon and were extremely powerful. There were almost 50 attacks in total. Although there was no formation and those attacks were not completely concentrated and were extremely scattered, the only word that could be used to describe them was' terrifying '.
At the very least, no one present had the confidence to survive those attacks. In the face of such an attack, the only thing they could do was to take out their Safety Token, crush it, and leave immediately.
As for Jian Wushuang, he did have a Safety Token in hand.
However, he would never crush the Safety Token. In fact, it was not that he did not want to, but he could not!
He had offended too many sects during his trip to Saint's Tomb. It could be said that he had angered everyone. Under such circumstances, the outside world might not be safer than Saint's Tomb.
After all, Jian Wushuang did not know if Narcissus Island would try their best to protect him. Even if they did, he did not know if they could protect him.
However, Jian Wushuang would never pin his hopes on others. Therefore, he could only rely on himself to fight for it.
At that moment, his only chance was to get the opportunities he deserved in Saint's Tomb and use those opportunities to improve his strength. Only then would he have the capital to face those major sects.
Therefore, he would never use the Safety Token.
An ear-piercing sound of something breaking through the air swept over. Jian Wushuang could feel the terrifying power contained in the attacks around him, and a trace of madness surged in his eyes.
"Good timing!"
With a loud roar, the 500-foot-tall God Shadow behind Jian Wushuang also let out an earth-shattering roar.
Endless sword essences rushed straight up while Jian Wushuang's divine power swept out unscrupulously.
In the middle of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang had completely exploded.
He struck out repeatedly with his sword. He either slashed out furiously, swept out horizontally, or transformed into a monstrous sword net that swept out madly.
With the assistance of the Space-time Precepts, his figure burst forth with astonishing speed. He constantly flickered, leaving behind space-time shadows in the void.
As for the attacks that came from all directions, he would dodge them if he could. If he couldn't, he would use his sword principles to block them. If he couldn't block them at all, he would use his divine body to block them.
He was like a mad demon, charging recklessly in the middle of the battlefield.
After a wave of attacks, Jian Wushuang was still standing proudly, and his figure had completely rushed into the crowd.
"Kill!"
Jian Wushuang's cold voice rang out as he lifted his sword. Like a dream, a shocking sword shadow swept out.
"Let's block it together."
There were close to ten First-Class Divine Demons in front of Jian Wushuang. Those First-Class Divine Demons defended at the same time.
As a result, the ten or so Fiendgods were all sent flying by the impact of the sword light.
Rumble ~ ~ ~ Concentrated attacks once again appeared behind Jian Wushuang.
"Get lost!"
Jian Wushuang let out a thunderous roar and slashed out with the longsword in his hand.
A sword shadow was infinitely enlarged and became so large that it covered the sky. Eight First-Class Divine Demons behind Jian Wushuang launched their attacks at the same time. As a result, all eight attacks were completely crushed by that one sword. The eight First-Class Divine Demons' expressions changed drastically. Seeing Jian Wushuang rushing towards them like a demonic god, the eight First-Class Divine Demons retreated without hesitation.
On the way. Hum!!
The majestic soul power directly acted on Jian Wushuang's sea of consciousness, causing the Exquisite Pagoda in Jian Wushuang's sea of consciousness to shake violently. However, it calmed down again after a short while.
Jian Wushuang's figure paused for a moment and frowned as he looked at the void beside him.
"It's blocked. This kid's soul defense is actually that good?" Huan Chen's face was a little pale.
He was best at Soul Attacks, and what he had just displayed was his most powerful move. Unfortunately, the effect it had on Jian Wushuang was negligible.
Whoosh!
Jian Wushuang's speed exploded to the extreme. He relied on his swordsmanship and absolute strength to crush everyone on the battlefield and went on a rampage in the battlefield.
His strength was displayed to the fullest.
Although there were close to 50 genius disciples surrounding Jian Wushuang and all of them were powerful First-Class Divine Demons, they came from different sects and did not know how to cooperate with each other. It was just a pure encirclement. After Jian Wushuang withstood the first wave of attacks and broke into the crowd, it became difficult for them to attack Jian Wushuang at the same time.
Usually, only a dozen to twenty First-Class Divine Demons attacked Jian Wushuang, but Jian Wushuang could withstand them head-on.
On the contrary, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship was equally terrifying. Every time he swung his sword, at least seven or eight of those First-Class Divine Demon disciples had to work together to withstand it.
No one dared to face Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship alone.
The battle was intense.
The battle was extremely crazy.
Waves of terrifying roars resounded throughout the void.
However, the battle that was obviously disproportionate in terms of numbers lasted for a full quarter of an hour and there was no real outcome.
Jian Wushuang still maintained his peak combat strength and rampaged in the battlefield. Although those geniuses around him tried their best to surround and kill him, the encirclement did not have any substantial effect.
"This kid …"
Long Zishan, who was previously severely injured by Jian Wushuang, had taken some elixir pills and recovered quite a bit of his combat strength. He also joined the battle and joined the encirclement to kill Jian Wushuang.
However, he did not expect that even with so many First-Class Divine Demon disciples working together, they could not kill Jian Wushuang in a short period of time.
Jian Wushuang's strength was really terrifying.
Not only in terms of strength, but also Jian Wushuang's boldness!
Yes, it was boldness.
No matter how strong or how many of those encircling him were, he dared to move forward without fear!
That kind of boldness was the kind of boldness of a ruler!
That boldness reminded Long Zishan of someone.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qiancheng!"
"When Senior Brother Qiancheng was still a First-Class Divine Demon, he was also fearless when facing a Peak Divine Demon. He dared to face the Peak Divine Demon head-on and even went head-to-head. In the end, Senior Brother Qiancheng killed that Peak Divine Demon!"
Long Zishan's body trembled.
Tu Qiancheng!
The legend of the younger generation in Wusha Wilderness. At the same time, he was also a figure worshipped by Long Zishan and countless disciples of the Great Compassion Sect.
Although Long Zishan was also a true genius and ranked third among the Twelve Minor Kings, he was well aware of the gap between him and Tu Qiancheng. That kind of gap was simply insurmountable.
Tu Qiancheng stood in front of him and made him lose the courage to compare.
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