First update!)
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Bang!!!
The silver sword rainbow appeared again. It was like water in the sky and thunder in the sky. It slashed toward Qiu Long with endless power!
"Look, Blood Sword used this sword to kill the Dark Demon Descendant!"
"Who in the world can block such a sword?"
"The elegance of this sword is truly like the Sword God descending upon the world."
Countless people exclaimed.
There was also a sword cultivator whose eyes were burning, and his face was filled with fascination. He sighed and said, "Sword cultivators of our generation should be like this."
However, only Jian Wushuang knew that he had used up all his divine power. His divine body was full of holes. If this Star Slashing Sword had 50% of its usual power, it would be worth celebrating.
"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult today." Jian Wushuang shook his head with a bitter smile.
Bang!!!
The Star Slashing Sword and the blue light ball collided!
An earth-shattering explosion sounded. Then, the silver sword rainbow started to crumble and shatter. In the end, it completely disappeared!
The blue light ball, on the other hand, only dimmed a little before it once again charged towards Jian Wushuang!
Poof!
There was a muffled sound. Before Jian Wushuang could react, the blue light ball pierced through Jian Wushuang's chest, leaving a huge hole!
Jian Wushuang's face instantly turned extremely pale. He was actually on the verge of collapsing and almost fell from the sky.
His divine body had suffered an unprecedented injury!
The entire place fell into dead silence.
Everyone looked at this scene in a daze and forgot to speak.
Just a second ago, Jian Wushuang had been able to take on four Invincible Sovereigns by himself. In the next second, he had been defeated by this strange person who had appeared out of nowhere!
Then, they came to their senses and stared at Qiu Long angrily.
"Despicable! Attacking when Blood Sword is at his weakest! "
"Attacking when he's weak. Haha, what a good move."
"Shameless!"
Qiu Long shrugged his shoulders indifferently and spread his hands. He glanced sideways at Jian Wushuang and said contemptuously, "You're right, I'm not a fool.
"Weak weak weak, Blood Sword, you are too weak."
Qiu Long laughed wildly after he spoke. Immediately, he shook his head and muttered to himself, "I really don't know what Bing Ye is thinking. Is such a trash even worthy of me taking action?"
Jian Wushuang remained expressionless, but his eyes grew colder.
He could feel that the divine power in his body was not enough to heal the wounds on his divine body.
"You're not talking? Tsk, tsk, tsk, how boring. "
Qiu Long shrugged. Then, in a flash, he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
"So fast!"
Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank. He struggled to raise his arm, wanting to block with the Wu Qi Divine Sword.
However, Qiu Long had already lashed out with his leg. Like a giant nine-section whip, he kicked Jian Wushuang's waist fiercely.
"Trash should have a trash attitude."
Bang!
The kick landed on Jian Wushuang's body. It threw Jian Wushuang down from the ninth layer of clouds. He crashed into a mountain rock, creating a human-shaped crater.
"What? You're like an ant that can be crushed easily." Qiu Long pursed his lips. Then, he slowly descended and flew toward Jian Wushuang.
Deep in the mountain rock.
Jian Wushuang lay on the ground as if he was drowning. He gasped for air.
Pain! Intense pain!
Every bone, every inch of skin, and every vein in his body felt as if they were about to shatter. They were in excruciating pain.
Qiu Long's kick had not only destroyed the divine power and divine body that he had recovered with great difficulty, but it had also placed him in a precarious situation.
"I can still fight …"
Jian Wushuang clenched his teeth. Although his body was in excruciating pain as if it was about to fall apart, the coldness and determination in his eyes did not decrease at all. His hand trembled as he gripped the hilt of the Wu Qi Divine Sword beside him. The tip of the sword pushed against the ground as he shakily stood up.
Qiu Long's low and evil voice sounded from outside the mountain rock again.
"Oh, that's right. Blood Sword, I've prepared a gift for you. I think you'll like it."
Whoosh!
A green-gray arm suddenly shot out from outside the mountain rock. Then, it grabbed Jian Wushuang's neck and pulled back. Instantly, Jian Wushuang was dragged out.
Qiu Long's five fingers were tightly gripping Jian Wushuang's neck. He lifted Jian Wushuang up and said with a smile, "Blood Sword, when I passed by the Tenth City, a little guy said that he was one of your people. He also said that if I dared to come find you, I would die a horrible death. Guess who that person was?"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's expression changed.
In the next moment, Qiu Long flipped his right hand and pulled out a black sandalwood box.
The black sandalwood box slowly opened. A head with a pale face and wide eyes appeared in front of Jian Wushuang!
"Vast Jin?"
"Lord Blood Sword?"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Ruler Vast Jin looked at Jian Wushuang and then turned his head. He stared at Qiu Long and roared angrily, "You monster, what did you do to Lord Blood Sword?"
"What did I do? Are you questioning me? " Qiu Long laughed and continued, "Look carefully. Lord Blood Sword, who you think is invincible, is begging for mercy in front of me."
Bang!
A violent god power suddenly surged from Qiu Long's hand. Then, Jian Wushuang's legs exploded.
He licked the corner of Bloodthirsty's mouth and gave a fake smile. "Blood Sword, your game is over. I will start from your feet to your head. Inch by inch, I will crush your God Body! Hahaha, despair. Beg for mercy. Roar! "
Jian Wushuang didn't say a word. He just looked at him coldly. Qiu Long's body exploded and then disappeared. Even so, Jian Wushuang's expression didn't change at all!
"Lord Blood Sword!"
Seeing this, Ruler Vast Jin immediately let out a heart-wrenching roar.
"Blood Sword!"
In the distance, Commander Mountain Shaker's expression changed drastically. He instantly charged over.
However, before he could take two steps …
Commander Han Feng's figure flashed and he was already in front of Commander Mountain Shaker. He reached out and stopped him. He scolded coldly, "Mountain Shaker, recognize your own strength. If you charge over now, not only will you not be able to help Blood Sword, you will also lose your life!"
Commander Mountain Shaker clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Han Feng, Blood Sword is on our side. Are you just going to watch him die?"
Han Feng's expression softened a little. He sighed, "The weak are prey to the strong. Strength is everything. This is how the world is. It's not something we can stop."
Hearing this, Commander Mountain Shaker panted heavily. Finally, with a muffled roar, he simply turned around. He could not bear to see the scene of Jian Wushuang being killed by Imprisoned Dragon.
PS: The second update will be a bit late!
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