Jian Wushuang stayed at the edge of the battlefield and did not make a move while the lords and experts from both camps were engaged in a fierce battle.
Although the warring overlords had noticed his presence, they didn't take him seriously when they saw that he was only a Saint Realm expert.
"It's rare to see so many lords fighting fiercely with so many different tactics," Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile.
Some of the tactics used by these lords were so strange that even Jian Wushuang could not help but feel surprised.
In particular, the newly arrived Myriad Islands Lord had set up two Formations with a wave of his hand and turned the tide of the battle. His ability was amazing.
It was obvious that Drifting-blood Marquis' camp was at an absolute disadvantage, especially in the center of the battlefield. Loftiness Lord was gradually losing his ground under the frenzied attacks of Demon Soul Lord. Once Loftiness Lord was killed, the Dao Weapon would fall into the hands of Pale Moon Marquis' camp.
"I'm also a member of Drifting-blood Marquis' camp. It's not my style to watch from the sidelines." Jian Wushuang smiled faintly. When he saw a figure on the battlefield, a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Then, he floated out.
On the battlefield.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A pitch-black spear shadow, like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, pierced out continuously.
Blackhill Lord, a weathered elder in a gray robe, stared coldly at his opponent, a novice lord from Drifting-blood Marquis' camp.
"There are so many lords on the battlefield, and many of them are stronger than me. I have to be careful not to be targeted by others."
Blackhill Lord kept a vigilant eye on his surroundings during the battle.
At this moment, there were more than 50 Lords fighting, many of which were Intermediate Lords and Advanced Lords. A Basic Lord like him was considered the weakest existence on this battlefield, so the chances of him dying were naturally very high. Hence, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
At this moment, a slight sound of wind breaking suddenly came from behind Blackhill Lord. At the same time, there was a cold and direct murderous intent.
Under this murderous intent, Blackhill Lord immediately turned around and saw Jian Wushuang waving a long sword at his chest. The sword was extremely fast and the angle was extremely tricky. If he had reacted a little slower, the sword would have easily penetrated his chest.
"It's you!"
Blackhill Lord stared at Jian Wushuang and recognized Jian Wushuang.
Previously, he had encountered Jian Wushuang in the Inner Layer Passage and fought with him. As a result, he was shocked by Jian Wushuang's strength. If it weren't for the appearance of a Golden-armored Puppet, he might not have been able to escape from Jian Wushuang.
Seeing Jian Wushuang's sword coming at him, Blackhill Lord immediately twisted his body and narrowly missed the sword light.
"Your reaction is quite fast, isn't it?" Jian Wushuang grinned.
"That was close!"
Blackhill Lord secretly heaved a sigh of relief. But suddenly, an inexplicable sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart. He saw that Jian Wushuang, who was in front of him, had failed to stab him with his sword. Suddenly, a bright light slowly emerged between Jian Wushuang's eyebrows.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's eyebrows seemed to split open, and a terrifying Sword Essence burst out like a thunderbolt.
First-grade sword technique, Mind's Eye Sword!
Mind's Eye Sword condensed the Sword Essence in one's heart and burst out at a critical moment. The longer the Sword Essence was condensed, the more powerful it would be.
The last time Jian Wushuang performed Mind's Eye Sword was in the Nanyang Continent, and it had been almost four years since then. During these four years, he had been accumulating Sword Essence between his eyebrows. Until now, he had accumulated a lot of Sword Essences, and the one he displayed now was the weakest one.
However, even the weakest Sword Essence burst out at this moment. The Blackhill Lord did not even have time to react before his throat was pierced by the Sword Shadow. His body immediately fell to the ground weakly.
Blackhill Lord was dead!
On the battlefield, although the killing was unusually intense, there were not many lords who had fallen. Whenever a lord was killed, it would attract a lot of attention. Now that Blackhill Lord was dead, a lot of people immediately turned their attention to the battlefield.
"Another one is dead!"
"Is that Blackhill Lord?"
"Humph, he's just a novice lord. No wonder he's dead. The one who killed him … Eh?"
When they saw that it was Jian Wushuang who killed Blackhill Lord, the battlefield was filled with astonishment. Everyone looked at Jian Wushuang in astonishment.
"It's him?"
"Is it this little guy?"
"He killed Blackhill Lord?"
The lords present could not help but have strange expressions.
They had noticed Jian Wushuang before, but Jian Wushuang was only a Saint Realm expert. Everyone present was a lord, so who would care about a Saint Realm expert? But now, this Saint Realm expert had killed a lord from Pale Moon Marquis' camp.
"Swordsman?" Iron Saber Lord and Silver Wing Lord were also stunned.
They did not expect Jian Wushuang to be able to kill a lord. Although it was a sneak attack, it was still very impressive.
"Humph!"
Myriad Islands Lord from Pale Moon Marquis' camp snorted when he saw this scene. "Kill that boy!"
With a shrill sound of wind breaking, Jian Wushuang saw a burly man appear beside him. The burly man was holding a saber and was about to chop Jian Wushuang's head. Judging from his aura, the burly man was an intermediate lord.
"Swordsman, retreat!" Iron Saber Lord shouted.
Jian Wushuang's figure moved, leaving a residual shadow where he stood. His Original Body, however, had already retreated. It seemed that he was very calm.
"Everyone from Drifting-blood Marquis' camp, get ready …" Jian Wushuang stopped in the void and immediately spread his magnificent voice.
"Get ready?"
"Get ready for what?"
The experts from Drifting-blood Marquis' camp were at a loss.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang really made his move.
A vast amount of killing intent rose from his body. The killing intent was like a tide, and it immediately turned into a long river of blood that extended outwards.
At the same time, invisible Sword Essence Realms burst out in an instant.
The Blood Fire Ring was activated, and the Flame Realm spread out.
Road to the Underworld, Hundredfold Realm, and Blood Fire Realm.
The combination of the three realms instantly covered the entire battlefield in a blood river.
Jian Wushuang was in the middle of the Blood River. His eyes were cold and emotionless as he glanced at the experts in front of him.
"Realm Suppression!"
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