(It's time for the third watch!)
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Hum ~ ~ ~
A large amount of divine power instantly rose and formed a huge divine power ocean in the blink of an eye.
Boundless divine power surged like giant waves, crashing towards Xin Wu.
"Humph!"
Xin Wu snorted coldly and a large amount of black fog burst out from his body. The fog was extremely black and gave off a foul smell.
In the blink of an eye, the two experts were engaged in a fierce battle.
There was no intense collision of power and there wasn't even a violent roar. There was only the sizzling sound of energy being eroded and squeezed.
Jian Wushuang, Long Lu and the others had already retreated to the periphery.
No one dared to get involved in the fierce battle between Dao Long and Xin Wu.
"Master Dao Long's power is obviously much stronger than Xin Wu's. With him taking action, Xin Wu won't have a chance to take action. Next …" Jian Wushuang's gaze turned cold as he stared at the five experts from Purple Heaven Pavilion. He flipped his palm and Blood Mountain Sword appeared in his hand.
Long Lu and the other four all saw Jian Wushuang take out his longsword, and they all sensed a trace of fighting intent rising from Jian Wushuang.
"What is this kid planning to do?"
"He's just a Rank Three True Saint. Does he want to fight with us?"
"Humph, who cares. Since he wants to die, we'll fulfill his wish. Everyone, let me attack first!!"
Long Lu's murderous intent was shocking. He snorted coldly and charged toward Jian Wushuang.
Hum ~ ~ ~ A large amount of dark airflow soared into the sky.
Long Lu held the black long rod and his divine power reached its limit. When he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, he smashed the black long rod in his hand.
Boom!!
The black long rod was like a huge mountain like Fo Yi. It crashed toward Jian Wushuang.
Seeing that, Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently, "Ninety years ago, I fought with Long Lu head-on. At that time, I used Blood Shura with all my might and forced him to retreat. But now …"
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with disdain.
Just as the pitch-black staff was about to hit his head, Jian Wushuang suddenly made his move.
An extremely terrifying evil aura suddenly erupted.
This vicious aura was enough to make ordinary cultivators tremble in fear.
Jian Wushuang held his sword with one hand. The Blood Mountain Sword had already turned into a blood-colored lightning and instantly struck the pitch-black long rod.
Unparalleled Sword Scripture, Violent Elephant!
The sword light was ruthless and invincible!
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out, and the Dragon Heron's body shook.
"How is this possible?"
Long Lu raised his head in shock. In the next moment, he shot backwards like a cannonball. As he retreated, he constantly rolled about. It took quite a while for him to stabilize himself again. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
"Rank four, rank four True Saint, and it's the peak of rank four?" Long Lu stared at Jian Wushuang in disbelief.
Ninety years ago, when he fought with Jian Wushuang, the divine power aura emitted by Jian Wushuang was obviously only at the level of a normal rank three True Saint. But now, he had reached the peak of rank four True Saint. His realm had increased so much all of a sudden?
It was fine if he had reached the peak of rank four True Saint, but how could Jian Wushuang's attack power be so strong?
One had to know that he was a genuine rank six True Saint. At that moment, he had unleashed all his strength and used the strongest staff attack he had created. However, in the end, he was sent flying by Jian Wushuang's sword attack and his divine body was severely injured?
How could this be?
Not only Long Lu, but the four peak rank six True Saints from the Purple Heaven Pavilion and all the members of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance who had come out of the nest to watch the show were also shocked when they saw this scene.
"A rank four True Saint sent a rank six True Saint flying with one sword attack?"
"Not only was he sent flying, but the divine power of the rank six True Saint was clearly weakened. Obviously, his divine body was severely injured in the collision just now and he used his divine power to repair it."
"How is it possible that a rank six True Saint was severely injured with one sword attack?"
Everyone was in disbelief.
Only Jian Wushuang himself was not surprised by this result.
"When I was a rank three True Saint, my divine power was comparable to a rank five True Saint. After reaching rank four True Saint, my divine power was at the level of a rank six True Saint. So on and so forth. Now that I have reached the limit of a rank four True Saint, my divine power is at the limit of a rank six True Saint!"
"The divine power of a rank six True Saint, the violent elephant move that I used, has been greatly improved by comprehending the Gold-Cracking Secret Classic in the past 90 years. Now, it has also reached the level of a rank six ultimate skill. In terms of power, it is not weaker than the staff technique that Long Lu used!"
"If the ultimate skills are on the same level, my divine power of a rank six True Saint will naturally crush an ordinary rank six True Saint. Moreover, my comprehension of the sword principle is also very high. The infinite sword tree in my body has reached 16,500 feet, which has already surpassed many top True Saints. The power of my swordsmanship is naturally stronger!"
"In summary, of course he will be crushed by me!"
Jian Wushuang felt that it was reasonable, so he disdained Long Lu.
"Long Lu, you don't have the qualifications to kill me. The four behind you should do it." Jian Wushuang's cold voice echoed in the world.
Long Lu's expression was extremely ugly, but there was nothing she could do. She could only look at the four people behind her.
The four of them looked at each other in dismay. Then, a short old man wearing dark green armor took a step forward.
"Brat, let this old man see how much weight you have!"
Two bolts of lightning surged in the short old man's eyes. His body shook, and the aura of a peak rank six True Saint burst out. At the same time, a layer of faint purple lightning appeared on his body. This faint purple lightning was like a layer of lightning armor, and a huge axe appeared in his two old hands.
The two axes also had faint purple lightning revolving around them.
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes.
He could see that the short old man in front of him was much stronger than Long Lu. He was probably extremely strong among the peak rank six True Saints.
And that was indeed the case.
Jian Wushuang had just severely injured Long Lu with a single strike. This had indeed shocked many people, including the four peak rank six True Saints.
After all, these four peak rank six True Saints were from the Purple Heaven Pavilion. In front of so many people, they had to care about their face and status. It was not good for the four of them to attack a rank four True Saint at the same time, so they let the strongest of the four, which was the short old man, attack.
"Kid, die!"
The short old man's body surged with killing intent. His body shot out like a bolt of purple lightning.
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