A Derived Immortal who looked like a fine ghost took a step forward and said arrogantly, "All of you, get off the ship! Once you enter my Whirling Heaven, everything is under our control. If you know what's good for you, we can still let you live. Otherwise, all of you will die without a burial place! "
No one would believe the words of this group of desperadoes. Jian Wushuang dared to be sure that even if he handed over the crystals of these ships, this group of desperadoes would definitely not let them go.
Everyone had a mocking expression. Spring and Autumn even pulled out the long saber at his waist.
With that existence who could single-handedly destroy a supreme spirit overseeing things, it inexplicably made everyone feel at ease.
"Scram." A concise and comprehensive word came out of Jian Wushuang's mouth, resounding through the entire world.
All the bandits were stunned, then looked at each other and laughed loudly.
There were a total of ten Derived Immortals and close to a hundred Quasi-Derived Immortals. No matter where they were placed, they were extremely terrifying existences.
And there were at most five Derived Immortals on these ships, yet they dared to speak such nonsense. How could this not make them laugh in astonishment?
That fine ghost smiled ferociously, then immediately aimed at Jian Wushuang and blasted out a huge wave of fire.
However, in the next moment, without waiting for Jian Wushuang to make a move, the plain-clothed woman called Zheng Ying beside him directly attacked. An even thicker derivation force rushed into the sky and instantly destroyed that wave of fire.
Then, the derivation force did not decrease in momentum and went straight for the fine ghost.
"Bang!"
The fine ghost directly flew back several hundred feet before barely stabilizing its body. Its face looked like it was covered in dye as divine blood flowed out from all seven orifices.
Jian Wushuang glanced at the extremely cold plain-clothed woman beside him. After smiling slightly, he leaped to the bow of the ship.
He reached out and pulled out the already shattered Zenith Divine Sword from his waist. Thousands of sword intents merged into one.
"Alright, since you are not willing to get off the ship, then all of you can stay in Whirling Heaven." The burly man in the lead smiled ferociously, a great ability surging in his palm.
A Six Trigrams Diagram that did not match his figure grew from beneath his feet. Terrifying derivation force rose from within.
He punched out with both fists, and a total of a hundred Eight Trigrams appeared like a dense net, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Jian Wushuang, who originally had a relaxed attitude, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the completed Eight Trigrams.
It was impossible for these guys to be Wild Fox Dhyana who shared the same bad taste. It was very likely that they were from some kind of hidden sect that had been established to be able to teach such moves.
The Zenith Celestial Sword was broken, but the entire Zenith Celestial Sword Scripture was in Jian Wushuang's heart. Specks of light gathered on the broken body of the Zenith Celestial Sword to act as the blade.
He unleashed all of his power. The original Star Slashing Divine Ability was no longer the same as it was in the past. It transformed into a sky-ripping sword will and completely dispersed the net-like Eight Trigrams diagram.
Then, Jian Wushuang stepped on the bow of the ship, stepped on the void, and stabbed out with his piercingly cold sword.
A violent sonic boom resounded, and the entire sea rippled.
The burly man's eyes narrowed as he made a series of hand seals with his left hand, conjuring up an even grander Tai Chi barrier in front of him.
The sword that had always been successful only managed to pierce through a dozen layers of Tai Chi barrier before dissipating.
The burly man smiled proudly, and urged his body to once again smash towards Jian Wushuang.
As the two of them fought in the void, the remaining hundred over bandits laughed nastily and charged towards the giant ship.
In their eyes, they had long regarded him as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and they rushed forward in a hurry.
"Buzz!"
A pure beam of light rose up, and the aura of a peak Derived Immortal gushed out like a great river.
The skinny Purple Robe suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a Derived Force that was as gentle as a breeze yet irresistible rose up, directly causing the first dozen over bandits to retreat.
At the same time, Zheng Ying also moved. Her cloak landed on the ground, and her entire body was like a wisp of misty cloud as she stood at the outermost side of the giant ship.
Chun Qiu opened his mouth, but swallowed the words of stopping her. Then, he leaped up and stood side by side with Zheng Ying, ready for battle.
The remaining 30 Purple Robes also leaped into the air and began to fight with all their might.
With one sword strike, he cut off the Eight Trigrams treasure forms that were coming from all directions. Jian Wushuang's gaze became more and more sinister. None of the bandits could survive today. Otherwise, if one of them managed to escape, there was a high possibility that they would suffer a counterattack.
Another sword strike forced the burly man to retreat 10,000 feet. Jian Wushuang's killing intent was completely aroused, and he clenched his left hand across the air.
Immediately, the burly man felt the void around him shatter, and a supreme power firmly bound him. His body was uncontrollably rushing towards Jian Wushuang.
A great terror of life and death surged in his heart. He dared not hesitate anymore, and his hands weaved seals consecutively. Thousands of layers of Eight Trigrams treasure forms appeared around him, and he used them to cut off the formless binding.
However, Jian Wushuang had already expected this. He had already released his innate divine ability, the primal universe, earlier, and directly weakened him without him noticing.
The burly man was shocked, but it was impossible for him to escape.
Jian Wushuang raised his sword and slashed forward, landing on the burly man's head without any mishap.
There was a miserable howl, but the expected scene of his origin shattering and godly body disintegrating didn't happen.
The Tai Luo godly sword actually deviated by an inch and cut off his ear.
The burly man finally broke free from the binding. He held his head, which was spurting godly blood, and said in shock and anger, "How dare you hurt me? Do you know that if you hurt me, you'll become the enemy of the entire Whirling Sky? "
Jian Wushuang sneered and raised his arm to brush away the godly blood on the Tai Luo godly sword. "Let's not talk about the entire Whirling Sky. Even if there were ten more people in front of me, I'd still kill them all!"
"Fine, fine, then I'll bury all of you in this Whirling Sky!" The burly man's hatred was monstrous, but the next moment, like a shooting star, he instantly escaped billions of miles away.
When the rest of the bandits saw this, they didn't care about anything else and directly fled.
Jian Wushuang used his Divine Ability and killed nearly twenty more Ancestor-level experts before he stopped.
Even so, more than 30 bandits still managed to escape.
Zheng Ying floated forward, clearly intending to eliminate the source of the problem.
Jian Wushuang reached out and pulled her back, then shook his head and said, "Don't chase a cornered enemy. It'll be very troublesome if we get attacked on the sea."
An unnatural look flashed across Zheng Ying's face. She lightly shook off Jian Wushuang's hand and lightly returned to the ship.
Jian Wushuang hadn't expected to let so many bandits escape. If it was really as he guessed, and these bandits were backed by the so-called hidden sects of the Whirling Sky, then it was very likely that they would counterattack during the next part of the voyage.
"Brother Jian, what are we going to do next?" asked Spring and Autumn.
Glancing at the dozen or so people left on the deck, Jian Wushuang said in a low voice, "Full speed ahead. Don't stop in the middle."
The giant ship broke through the water's surface, crossing millions of miles in an instant. Even at such a speed, when they were about to leave the Whirling Sky, Jian Wushuang still felt a powerful aura emerging from the end of the small world.
Undercurrents surged, and everyone's hearts sank. They didn't expect this kind of revenge to come so quickly.
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