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Rumble!
They were both Immortal Saints, but the aura emitted by Saint Hong was much stronger than that of Long Xingzi and the others.
It was at least several times stronger.
This terrifying aura suppressed the world. Saint Hong flipped his palm, and a dark golden stone rod appeared in his hand.
The dark golden stone rod's aura was also extremely powerful. It was a top-grade third-grade holy treasure.
Saint Hong took a step forward and instantly crossed the distance between him and Jian Wushuang. His figure had already appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
Then, he waved the dark golden stone rod in his hand.
This wave looked like an ordinary person waving a rod. There was not much mystery in it. However, when the rod was waved, a huge dark golden rod shadow appeared in an instant.
The dark golden rod shadow was vast and mighty. It was like a flood dragon's body as it suddenly swung toward Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang did not dare to be careless. When Saint Hong waved the stone rod in his hand, his Blood Mountain Sword immediately slashed out.
Jian Wushuang also swung his sword, but he had already exerted the power of his divine power to the extreme. The Infinite Sword Tree in his body also trembled slightly and erupted with endless sword essence.
The supreme sword essence that originated from the Blood Mountain Sword also erupted unscrupulously.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light from the Blood Mountain Sword collided head-on with the dark golden rod shadow.
Clang!
As soon as the low sound of a collision was heard, a surge of divine power immediately formed a storm that swept out in all directions without restraint.
There were a large number of experts from the Dragon-phoenix Pavilion around the two of them. When they saw the divine power storm sweeping over, these experts were so scared that they immediately retreated.
In the center of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang's face was cold. He could feel the power contained in the dark golden long rod.
That power was not weaker than his at all. In fact … it was slightly stronger than his.
Suddenly, Saint Hong whipped out his long rod and then smashed it out. It was natural and without the slightest bit of hesitation.
Jian Wushuang immediately waved his sword again. The power he exerted was the same. However, the two collided again. This time, Jian Wushuang's body trembled slightly.
"Haha!"
Saint Hong suddenly let out a long laugh. The dark golden long rod in his hand was like a wind-fire wheel, smashing toward Jian Wushuang again and again.
Every strike of the staff contained a shocking amount of power.
Every strike was simple and crude, but it was extremely terrifying.
One strike after another, he crazily smashed toward Jian Wushuang. Even Jian Wushuang was a little surprised when he saw the crazy strike.
Jian Wushuang immediately gave full play to his swordsmanship.
He also swung his sword and fought head-on with Saint Hong.
It was a head-on clash.
However, in such a battle, it was obvious that Saint Hong had the absolute advantage, while Jian Wushuang was constantly retreating.
Bang!
Another violent roar was heard. Jian Wushuang's body sank directly and almost fell to the ground below.
"Haha, I have comprehended the rules of the earth and borrowed the power of the earth. My strength is endless. Each strike is stronger than the last. Moreover, my long rod is also made of special crystal stones. It also focuses on strength. You, a sword cultivator who has comprehended the rules of time and space, actually dares to fight me head-on. You really overestimate yourself."
Saint Hong's voice resounded between heaven and earth. He took another step forward, and the power of the dark golden long rod in his hand soared. With the power of the rules of the earth, he attacked Jian Wushuang again.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold.
"Overestimating yourself?"
Jian Wushuang smiled strangely, and then … Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Streaks of black Flowing Light appeared in front of Jian Wushuang like bolts of black lightning.
These black streams of light were Netherblood Divine Swords at the level of superior heavenly treasures.
Although these Netherblood Divine Swords were only at the level of superior heavenly treasures, there were a total of 18 of them.
Under Jian Wushuang's control, the 18 Netherblood Divine Swords merged perfectly in the blink of an eye.
Buzz!
A faint hum, like the hum of a sword, slowly sounded.
A brand-new five-meter-long black divine sword with an extremely thin blade appeared between heaven and earth.
The third level of the Samsara Sword Formation … Samsara Drunk!
"This sword formation … is the Samsara Sword Formation created by Sword Master Tong Xin?" Saint Hong looked at the sword formation with a strange look in his eyes.
Sword Master Tong Xin was a super expert who was almost invincible among the Immortal Saints. Saint Hong naturally knew about him, and he also knew about the Samsara Sword Formation.
Sword Master Tong Xin was so famous, so the power of the Samsara Sword Formation he created could not be underestimated.
"Go!"
Jian Wushuang pointed from afar, and the five-meter-long black divine sword instantly pierced through the void and shot toward Saint Hong.
In an instant, the black divine sword appeared in front of Saint Hong.
"Humph!"
Saint Hong snorted coldly and waved the dark golden long rod in his hand. It carried the endless power of the rules of the earth and smashed into the black divine sword.
Pa!
The five-meter-long Black Divine Sword shook slightly, and then it directly collapsed.
"It's just the third level of the Samsara Sword Formation. It's just a joke in front of me," Saint Hong said disdainfully.
"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang smiled. "If the third level of the Samsara Sword Formation can't do anything to you, what about the fourth level?"
As soon as Jian Wushuang finished speaking, the Netherblood Divine Swords regrouped again.
This time, the combination was more complicated, and the power of the rules of reincarnation was obviously much more vast.
In the blink of an eye, a brand-new sword formation appeared in front of everyone.
It was also a black divine sword, but it was less than two meters long, but the body of the sword was extremely wide.
Moreover, the moment the two-meter-long black divine sword was formed, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly turned gray.
It was as if they had fallen into a vast expanse of white snow.
There was a vast expanse of white everywhere, and only the pitch-black divine sword was left in the void.
The black divine sword naturally became the only focal point in the world.
"The fourth level!" Saint Hong's pupils could not help but shrink.
Each level of the Samsara Sword Formation was more powerful than the last.
Previously, it was only the third level of Samsara Intoxication. His comprehension of the rules of reincarnation could be easily used as long as he reached the limit of a Divine Master, so he did not care.
But the fourth level was completely different.
The fourth level of the Samsara Sword Formation required one's comprehension of the rules of reincarnation to reach the level of an Immortal Saint. Its power was much stronger than the third level.
And this Samsara Sword Formation was called … the Ice and Snow World!
"Kill!"
With a thought from Jian Wushuang, the only black divine sword in the vast expanse of white immediately shot out.
It was extremely fast, and most importantly, it was too powerful!
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