Chapter 4709
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Jian Wushuang seemed to always have everything under control and was not anxious at all. From the young Emperor's point of view, there seemed to be no one around him who was similar to him and was a maverick.
Formless sword essence quietly rose and condensed around him.
One sword …
Ten swords …
Ten thousand swords!
Countless formless swords rose into the sky and turned into a terrifying light that covered the sky, hanging high above the heads of every black-robed top cultivator.
A great terror of life and death surged in everyone's heart. Even the Derived Immortals felt a chill under this sword curtain.
Chen Qing, who was escorting the young Emperor, turned around and looked at this scene in shock. A deep fear flashed across his eyes before he turned around.
Jian Wushuang's clothes fluttered like a lone sword that was detached from the world. No one could see what he was thinking. With every step he took, the sword curtain that hung in the sky moved forward a little.
A bold ancestor top cultivator took a tentative step forward. Instantly, there was a sword in the sky that slashed down!
A soft sound that could not be any softer, like the sound of death, sounded in the sky city that was about to shatter.
That ancestor top cultivator was crushed into powder. Even the origin source in his body was shattered. There was no possibility of revival!
Just a single strand of sword intent was enough to kill an Ancestral Ancestor. All the Ancestral Ancestors subconsciously took a step back when they saw the dense curtain of swords in the sky. There was not a single one of them who was not shocked.
For a moment, even the Derived Immortals did not dare to act rashly.
Jian Wushuang glanced at all of them coldly and quickened his steps.
Even though the sword veil that covered the sky had a vast and mighty momentum, he knew clearly that if they were to really fight, these sword veils could at most kill a top cultivator of the Hundred Ancestor level. If the eight Derived Immortals joined forces, the effect would most likely be greatly reduced.
Therefore, Jian Wushuang was betting that they did not dare to go forward.
Once they left this sky city, it would be much easier to escape.
But after advancing for a few miles, the Derived Immortals looked at each other. A ruthlessness surged out. They did not care about the sword curtain in the sky and joined forces to attack!
Jian Wushuang was shocked and released the sword curtain without thinking.
However, this sword curtain was intimidating to ancestor top cultivators, but it was still a little weak against the Derived Immortals who joined forces.
The leading black-robed Derived Immortal waved his hand and threw out a ray of derivation force. It swept away the sword curtain that was close to him and went straight for Jian Wushuang.
"Brat, no matter who you are, you will die here today!" The eight Derived Immortals rushed forward together. The derivation force in their hands changed and went straight for Jian Wushuang.
The boundless and terrifying derivation force turned into a net that covered the sky. After Jian Wushuang pushed Spring and Autumn far away from the battle, he snorted coldly and attacked with the long sword in his hand....
In an instant, there were a hundred thousand swords. The leading black-robed Derived Immortal had just waved his hand to suppress when he suddenly felt a sharp sword essence breaking through the void and coming straight for him.
At the critical moment, he made the most correct choice. His body suddenly slanted and half of his left body was instantly shattered.
His divine body was shattered and the unbearable pain made him cry out in pain. There was still a look of relief in his eyes, but it was completely torn into pieces by the sword ray that exploded in the next moment.
All the top cultivators went crazy. No one cared about Jian Wushuang's strength. They all came over like a flood.
If the young Emperor escaped, they would not be able to survive even if they went back to report. They could only survive if they killed him completely!
Jian Wushuang's expression changed. At this moment, boundless derivation force poured down on him. The entire vast sky city was turned into powder under this terrifying pressure.
He did not hesitate and directly raised his sword. He combined the two moves of the Unparalleled Sword Dao's Galaxy into one move, forming an absolute sword that pressed forward courageously!
Leading the sky, the crazy aura that wanted to suppress the heavens rose rapidly. Then, it resolutely collided with the force of more than 500 people and seven Derived Immortals!
There was a huge light surging and flickering. The ground of the Jingchuan Heavenly Region was cracking open. Deep and deep cracks covered the ground. It was incomparably hideous.
One had to know that the strength of every heavenly region in the Great Yan Huan was far stronger than any place in the God Power Universe!
There was no comparison between them. A place that could accommodate Immortals to meditate and cultivate was already the ultimate place in heaven and earth.
But even so, the heavenly region started to collapse under the collision of the two.
The young Imperial Emperor, who was being surrounded by Chen Qing and the skinny purple-robed man, suddenly blushed when he sensed this destructive might.
Then, he suddenly broke free from Chen Qing and the purple-robed man. He took a step and directly stepped on the waist of the eight-armed man. He borrowed the force and sped away.
"Young Emperor!" Chen Qing shouted anxiously, but it was already too late to stop him. He could only watch as the young Emperor's figure disappeared into the distance.
And the skinny purple-robed man called Big Partner did not hesitate at all. Almost at the same time as the young Emperor moved, he also returned.
Chen Qing gritted his teeth and flew behind the fierce battle.
And Chun Qiu, who was sitting on the shoulder of the eight-armed man, was also a little confused. To him, the young Emperor returning to his death could be considered to have resolved the hatred and resentment in his heart. However, he thought of Jian Wushuang, who was covering the retreat with his own strength.
Chun Qiu stopped the eight-armed man below him and turned around to look into the distance. That figure was like a moth flying into a flame.
The next moment, he also flew back without the slightest hesitation!
"Young Emperor? It's better to die in my hands personally. This time, I'm only going to save Brother Jian! "
An absolute sword that surpassed the meaning of the past Sword Dao broke through the supreme force layer by layer. However, it was immediately replaced by an even more powerful derivation force.
Jian Wushuang was forcefully holding on. The derivation force in his body was crazily flowing out. It was already beyond his strength!
Just as Xiao Chen was about to summon the three Sovereign Emperors, a pair of palms that did not have any color in them pressed against his majestic aura.
Jian Wushuang was a little shocked. The person who had come was none other than the young Emperor, who was about to faint at any time.
Under such pressure, Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Didn't I ask you to leave?"
The young Emperor smiled slightly, and a stream of divine blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth again. "I need you to return for six days …"
"Don't, don't forget, you still have a promise to help me ascend to the throne …"
"If you die, I will suffer a great loss …" Releasing the derivation force with all his might seemed to be a great burden on his divine body. He could not even open his eyes.
But even so, the young Emperor seemed to have something else to say. "Remember, I can't return for six days without you."
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