(Second Update!)
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"You are Xue Ying, right?"
Jian Wushuang smirked and stared at the man in the crimson robe, "I have heard that among the Thirteen Axes, Xue Ying is the strongest. Even if he were to be compared with a real Invincible Saint, he would not be too far off. The second is Violent Bear, who is close to the level of an Invincible Saint. Today, I would like to see how strong you are. All of you … come at me together!"
Jian Wushuang's voice was filled with absolute confidence and shocking boldness.
"Together?" Xue Ying sneered, "To kill you, we don't need to work together. I alone am enough."
"Oh?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.
When he came, he was already prepared to face the remaining nine leaders of the Thirteen Axes at the same time. He planned to fight against nine of them alone. However, he did not expect Xue Ying to not work together with his brothers. Instead, he wanted to fight against him alone.
Wasn't this giving him a chance?
"Big brother?" Violent Bear looked at Xue Ying in surprise.
"Don't worry, I know what I am doing." Xue Ying said faintly. However, he suddenly glanced at the person beside him and gave him a signal with his eyes.
The person that Xue Ying looked at was a purple-haired elder. The purple-haired elder was the fourth leader of the Thirteen Axes. After seeing Xue Ying's look, the purple-haired elder instantly understood Xue Ying's plan and nodded without any change in his expression.
Xue Ying took a step forward and appeared less than thirty meters in front of Jian Wushuang. A terrifying aura of death began to spread from his body.
"Boy, today I will take revenge for my four brothers!!" Xue Ying roared.
"If you want to take revenge, it depends on whether you have the ability. If you don't, all of you here will follow in the footsteps of your four brothers and die." Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, "Make your move."
"Humph!!"
Xue Ying snorted coldly and a huge black axe appeared in his hand.
The huge black axe was also filled with a strong aura of death. As Xue Ying raised the axe, he swung it down.
Hualala ~ ~ ~ The whole world instantly became dead silent.
Everywhere was lifeless.
That pitch-black Axe Shadow directly chopped towards Jian Wushuang, and the Death Qi contained within the Axe Shadow was incomparably dense.
Under this terrifying aura of death, an ordinary Rank Six True Saint or even Rank Seven True Saint would have been trembling in fear. However, this aura of death was useless against Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang flipped his hand and the Blood Mountain Sword appeared in his hand. Then, a blood-red lightning suddenly flashed out.
Unparalleled Sword Codex, Violent Elephant!
Clang!
When the two came into contact, the two terrifying forces collided together.
Jian Wushuang's figure shook slightly as he retreated. The Xue Ying's figure also retreated a few steps.
When he stopped, Xue Ying raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang with a solemn gaze.
"No wonder Heavenly Sword Marquis was able to kill Sixth Brother, Eighth Brother, and the others so easily. His divine power is really tyrannical. He's clearly only a Rank Six True Saint, but his divine power seems to be slightly stronger than mine." Blood Eagle glanced at the giant axe in his hand. The black giant axe was still trembling slightly.
"Kid, die!!"
Xue Ying took another step forward, and the Death Qi of the huge black axe in his hand suddenly soared.
"Nine Axes of the Devil!!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Axe shadows that seemed to be able to split the heavens and earth suddenly slashed out with a strong Death Qi.
Jian Wushuang also went up to meet it. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Similarly, a series of sword shadows suddenly swept out.
Unparalleled Sword Codex, Nine Heavens Illusory Sword!!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A series of low collision sounds resounded through the entire void.
The two of them clashed crazily in the void. The speed at which they waved their huge axes and used their swordsmanship was unbelievably fast. The surrounding leaders could not see them clearly.
After nine consecutive collisions, the two of them separated again.
Jian Wushuang held his sword with one hand and stood in the void. He looked at Xue Ying with a faint smile in his eyes. "Xue Ying, is your strength only at this level?"
"This kid …" Xue Ying's expression was rather gloomy. Previously, when he saw the mirror image of Jian Wushuang killing King Youyun, he felt that his strength should be stronger than Jian Wushuang. However, now that he had truly fought with Jian Wushuang and personally felt Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship and strength, he knew that in terms of strength, Jian Wushuang was definitely not weaker than him. In terms of strength, Jian Wushuang was even slightly stronger than him.
"Kid, don't be so smug. Come and borrow my axe again!"
Xue Ying's cold voice reverberated in the heavens and earth. At this moment, he raised the huge axe in his hands at the same time.
A majestic aura of death began to gather in the axe shadow.
"Is he going to use his strongest move?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Boom!
The axe that contained a majestic aura of death was finally swung out.
Instantly, a towering axe shadow covered half of the sky and headed straight for Jian Wushuang. Its power was shocking.
However, when he saw the axe shadow, Jian Wushuang frowned.
"No, this is definitely not his strongest move!" Jian Wushuang's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Just as the baby was about to use it, Xue Ying suddenly let out a low growl. "Fourth Brother!"
At the edge of the battlefield, the purple-haired elder, who had been prepared by Xue Ying, immediately let out a cold snort. Then, an invisible force formed an invisible Soul Spike in the blink of an eye and directly attacked Jian Wushuang.
"Soul Attack?" Jian Wushuang's face darkened.
He finally knew why Xue Ying wanted to fight him one-on-one.
Xue Ying had an ulterior motive.
"On the surface, he wants to fight me one-on-one, but in fact, he ordered his brother to prepare a Soul Attack so that he can give me a fatal blow at the critical moment. This Xue Ying is so insidious!" Jian Wushuang cursed in his heart.
"However, even if he used a soul attack, Xue Ying's axe skill alone wouldn't be able to destroy my divine body. He should have prepared something else."
Jian Wushuang immediately fixed his eyes on it.
Sure enough, when the purple-haired elder used the Soul Spike, Xue Ying also swung his arm. A black light that contained a strong aura of death shot toward Jian Wushuang like a meteor.
"The axe skill is just to confuse me and the Soul Attack is to affect me. This black light is the real killing move!" Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed.
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