Chapter 2482
Words:1843Update:23/01/12 20:04:52
(Eighth Update!)
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The majestic divine power gathered in the sword as the Blood Mountain Sword trembled violently and turned scarlet.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were like lightning as he stared at the green sword shadow that was coming at him with his Blood Mountain Sword raised high.
A shocking hatred condensed in his sword.
"I've just created this sword technique and haven't really shown it in front of anyone. Today, I'll use you to test its power."
Jian Wushuang's voice was cold as the power in the Blood Mountain Sword had been condensed to the extreme.
In an instant, the vast Transmigration Law's power erupted.
"Transmigration Sword Technique, Hateful Path to Heaven!"
Boom!
The Blood Mountain Sword directly slashed down.
With this slash, the void was immediately sliced in half.
Hate! Hate! Hate!
The wantonly sweeping sword-light with endless hatred streaked across the void. Wherever it passed, sword essences filled the air as if it was writing a path to heaven.
Hateful Path to Heaven was created by Jian Wushuang from the Fengtian Scroll. It was also the third sword technique of the Transmigration Sword Technique after Endless Transmigration and Transmigration Void Slash.
It was also the first time this sword technique was shown.
The sword-light that was full of hatred shocked the world as soon as it appeared!
Under the gazes of countless experts in the surroundings, this shocking sword light that was filled with hatred collided head-on with the mighty green sword shadow that was crushing down.
In an instant, it was as if the two worlds had completely collided.
An earth-shattering roar immediately resounded.
Endless sword essences and divine power crazily spread in all directions.
The sky roared and the earth trembled.
A vast storm of divine power swept up in an instant.
It was so destructive that it covered the entire battlefield.
"Retreat, let's retreat quickly!"
"Retreat further, quickly retreat."
The experts and disciples from various sects around the battlefield all retreated frantically in fear.
Everyone stared at the battlefield in horror as they stared at the divine power storm that was sweeping across the battlefield. Those sects' experts all gasped.
It was too strong.
For those First-Class Divine Demons and Peak Divine Demons, an Ultimate God's strength was too terrifying and suffocating.
"Fan Jianxian aside, I didn't expect Jian Wushuang to be so strong as well!" Someone exclaimed.
Previously, they still had the idea of killing Jian Wushuang, but now, many sects had given up on this idea.
What a joke! No sect in Wusha Wilderness would dare to underestimate an Ultimate God expert.
In the top ten sects like Narcissus Island, the only known Ultimate God was the Lord of Narcissus Island.
Most of the other sects did not have an Ultimate God in charge. No matter how much they resented Jian Wushuang, they dared not provoke an Ultimate God expert.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The world finally calmed down.
The storm of divine power that filled the sky slowly dissipated, revealing the original battlefield.
However, at this moment, the ground of the battlefield had completely disappeared. What was left was only a huge crater left behind by the divine power.
Two figures stood on both sides of the battlefield.
Those two were naturally Jian Wushuang and Fan Jianxian.
They were separated by half of the battlefield and looked at each other from a distance. Both of them looked extremely cold.
"Has the outcome been decided?"
"Who won? Who lost?"
Experts from various sects around the battlefield stared at the two of them.
If it was before, there was no doubt that Fan Jianxian would win. After all, Fan Jianxian was a genuine Ultimate God and the number one sword cultivator with an amazing reputation.
No matter how strong Jian Wushuang was, he might just be a Divine Demon.
However, as the battle continued, no one dared to say that Fan Jianxian would win.
That was because Jian Wushuang's combat strength was indeed not weaker than Fan Jianxian.
Everyone stared at Jian Wushuang and Fan Jianxian. The battlefield was completely silent.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's expression finally changed a little. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly and revealed a strange smile.
"The number one sword cultivator in Wusha Wilderness is just so-so!"
Just as he finished speaking ….
"Pfft!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Fan Jianxian's mouth and splattered on the ground.
Fan Jianxian's face was originally as pale as a sheet, but now it was deathly pale. His aura had also decreased sharply.
This scene caused many of the experts present to turn pale with fright.
"Lost, Fan Jianxian lost!"
"The number one sword cultivator lost to Jian Wushuang who's only in the Divine Demon Realm?"
"Oh my god!"
"From today onwards, the number one sword cultivator in Wusha Wilderness will have a new owner!"
Many experts had colorful expressions on their faces. Many of them were even more excited.
Fan Jianxian had become a legend a long time ago.
However, someone had ruthlessly trampled on this legend and stepped on him to become the new number one sword cultivator!
Jian Wushuang, it was him!
"How is this possible?"
Long Zishan, Yu Aoqing, and the people from Narcissus Island not far away were stunned.
They could hardly believe what they were seeing.
Especially Elder Linghe and the Seventh Elder of Narcissus Island.
They were now beginning to regret agreeing with the Island Master to expel Jian Wushuang from Narcissus Island.
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
At the edge of the battlefield, although Fan Jianxian was seriously injured, he did not die immediately. He flipped his hand and stuffed two elixirs into his mouth. After the elixirs entered his body, his expression eased slightly.
Then, he looked at Jian Wushuang again with a complicated gaze. "I didn't expect that apart from having a high understanding of Space-time Law, your understanding of Transmigration Law is not weak at all. You've also reached the first stage of Transmigration Law. Moreover, the sword technique that you created by fusing Transmigration Law perfectly with your own sword technique … is really powerful!"
Fan Jianxian's Sword Principle was extraordinary, but even he had to admit that Jian Wushuang's last sword technique was amazing and powerful.
In terms of the power of the Absolute Skill, it seemed to be slightly stronger than his strongest sword move.
"I have nothing to say about being defeated by you. From now on, the title of Wusha Wilderness' number one sword cultivator is yours." Fan Jianxian seemed to have completely lost the arrogance of an Ultimate God expert in front of Jian Wushuang.
"Wusha Wilderness' number one sword cultivator? Haha, I'm not interested in this title at all. Besides, isn't it just sending a message to ask for help? You don't have to be so secretive. Just take out your message token." Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently with a hint of mockery on his face.
Fan Jianxian's expression suddenly changed.
He was indeed secretly sending a message to ask the other Supreme Elders of the Great Compassion Sect to come.
As for what he said, he only wanted to delay Jian Wushuang temporarily. He did not expect Jian Wushuang to see through his thoughts at first glance.
However, what surprised Fan Jianxian was that even though Jian Wushuang knew he had secretly sent a message to ask for help, he was not anxious at all and did not have the slightest intention of escaping.
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