Swoosh!
The sword light was dazzling and it contained boundless killing intent.
Fourth Holy Master was still retreating. Facing Jian Wushuang's dazzling sword attack, he had no ability to resist.
The sword light flashed past Fourth Holy Master's body mercilessly. Fourth Holy Master's eyes were filled with unwillingness and his aura began to dissipate.
"Fourth brother!" First Holy Master turned pale with fright.
Jian Wushuang's figure appeared again like a ghost. This time, he appeared in front of the gloomy woman.
The gloomy woman saw Jian Wushuang kill Fourth Holy Master with one stroke. When she saw Jian Wushuang appear in front of her, her face turned pale. Then, her eyes became crazy.
"Die!"
The gloomy woman gritted her teeth. The black dagger in her hand that was smeared with poison turned into a black flowing light that pierced through the void. The gloomy woman had already pushed her strength to the limit with this attack.
This was her peak, her most powerful stroke.
Jian Wushuang just swung his sword casually.
The sword light and the black dagger collided head-on and the two powers burst out at the same time.
Clang!
A low clashing sound rang out, and the gloomy woman's expression suddenly changed. She only felt a terrifying force that she was completely unable to resist sweeping over her. The black dagger in her hand was immediately sent flying, but the sword light did not slow down and swept along her arm.
Swoosh! A terrifying strangling power burst out.
The gloomy woman's arm was crushed to pieces, but the sword light continued to sweep along her arm to her chest. In an instant, her chest was pierced through, and a large amount of flesh and blood splattered. The gloomy woman's breathing was also cut off in an instant.
"Third Sister!" First Heavenly Venerable was furious when he saw this.
However, Jian Wushuang grinned at him and his figure turned into a ghost again.
"Second brother, retreat, retreat!" First Holy Master let out a mournful roar.
He wasn't afraid that Jian Wushuang would attack him. Although he knew that he was no match for Jian Wushuang, he could at least fend off Jian Wushuang. However, the other three Holy Masters couldn't do the same. In an instant, two of them were killed by Jian Wushuang. Second Holy Master was the last one left. First Holy Master didn't want Second Holy Master to be killed by Jian Wushuang.
Second Holy Master was really cunning.
When Jian Wushuang killed Fourth Holy Master, Second Holy Master had sensed something was wrong. Therefore, he had escaped early. When Jian Wushuang killed Fourth Holy Master and Third Holy Master and wanted to kill Second Holy Master, Second Holy Master, he had already escaped to the edge of the Blood River.
Without the suppression of the Blood River, Second Holy Master's speed was not affected. Therefore, he escaped faster. Therefore, Jian Wushuang couldn't kill him immediately.
Second Holy Master ran to First Holy Master's side. Both of them stared at Jian Wushuang with ghastly expressions.
Jian Wushuang stood in the middle of the Blood River with the Triple-kill Sword in his hand. He looked like a peerless Sword Master from ancient times.
The experts who were watching the battle and the young warriors who came to participate in the selection held their breaths.
The entire Saint Emperor Island was in an uproar when they saw Jian Wushuang defeat four Celestial Masters with one strike and kill two more Celestial Masters.
Holy Master!
The four Holy Masters of the Holy Roman Palace were almost invincible in the eyes of the forces on the Nanyang Continent.
But now, they saw Jian Wushuang fighting against four Celestial Masters alone and killing two of them in a short period of time. Such a proud and unbelievable battle record shocked everyone.
The young warriors were all excited. Their admiration for Jian Wushuang had reached an unprecedented level.
On the other hand, the people of the Holy Roman Palace were all ashen-faced.
"Haha, the Holy Roman Palace is doomed!"
Wang Yuan, who was among the Danmen, was very excited. He shouted with a smile on his face.
Wang Yan, who was next to Wang Yuan, shook his head slightly. "Not necessarily."
"Not necessarily?" Wang Yuan frowned and looked over. "Father, even the four strongest Holy Masters of the Holy Roman Palace were defeated by Third Brother. He even killed two of them. How can they stop Third Brother? Third Brother will definitely uproot the Holy Roman Palace! "
"You look down on the Holy Roman Palace too much." Wang Yan glanced at Wang Yuan and said in a low voice, "If the Holy Roman Palace is so simple, we Danmen won't be so afraid of it."
"What do you mean?" Wang Yuan's face darkened.
"Just watch." Wang Yan didn't explain too much. "However, your brother is indeed very strong. He is also very determined. He should have known that the Holy Roman Palace isn't as simple as it seems. So, he has been holding back his strength from the beginning."
"Third Brother hasn't used his full strength?" Wang Yuan was stunned. Then, he continued to watch.
Many experts from Holy Emperor Palace had gathered in front of the gate of the Holy Emperor Palace. At this moment, their expressions were extremely ugly. Jian Wushuang, who was being stared at by them, had an indifferent look on his face. Behind him, the two Sword Master Phantoms were still incomparably towering and exuding monstrous Sword Essence.
But suddenly, Jian Wushuang lifted his foot and began to slowly walk forward.
Step by step, he slowly walked toward the Holy Roman Palace.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The deep footsteps were like drumsticks, fiercely beating the hearts of the experts of the Holy Roman Palace. The hearts of the experts of the Holy Roman Palace gradually sank to the bottom.
"What should we do?"
"Holy Master, what should we do?"
An elder roared at the two Celestial Venerables.
First Holy Master and Second Holy Master's faces were gloomy. They were also helpless.
Although First Holy Master was very unwilling, he knew that he couldn't stop Jian Wushuang alone.
But at this moment … Jian Wushuang, who was slowly walking toward the Holy Roman Palace, suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked toward the depths of the Holy Roman Palace.
There, a figure was slowly walking toward him.
His steps were slow and light, but a casual step could cross a long distance. He was still at the end of the line of sight, but in the blink of an eye, he had already passed the experts of the Holy Roman Palace and the two Holy Masters. He appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, less than 30 meters away from Jian Wushuang.
This person was very young and handsome. He was dressed in a golden robe and looked gentle and elegant.
The most eye-catching thing was that there was a vertical scarlet mark between his eyebrows. The mark was a sword mark.
The golden-robed young man stood in front of Jian Wushuang calmly without releasing any aura. He just stared at Jian Wushuang with a playful smile on his face.
Seeing this person, Jian Wushuang's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Is this person the Holy Roman Palace's last resort?"
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