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Chapter 4717

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Not only would he have no chance of winning, but his Sword Dao would also most likely be unable to recover from this setback. It would completely stop at this framework and be unable to make up for it.

Jian Wushuang dispersed the sure-win strike and fulfilled Chen Qing's Sword Heart.

Chen Qing's Sword Dao was not amazing, but it was magnificent and had a sense of transcendence. Jian Wushuang could not bear to destroy it, so he stopped.

However, the power of the three strikes had completely left an indelible mark on Chen Qing's heart.

At that moment, a lazy clap sounded from afar. Jian Wushuang looked over and realized that it was the young Imperial Emperor and the others.

He stepped on the air and landed. Spring Autumn was the first to rush over and give him a thumbs up. "Brother Jian, you're amazing."

Jian Wushuang smiled and then looked at the young Imperial Emperor.

"Thank you, Brother Jian, for letting me see such an amazing sword competition," said the young Imperial Emperor with a smile. "Gong Ziyan, I'm impressed."

"What's the matter?" Jian Wushuang asked after calming down.

The young Imperial Emperor said, "It's not really a matter. I just wanted to catch up with Brother Jian."

Chen Qing scratched his head. "Young Imperial Emperor, I'm really sorry to have made your Little Lonely Sky like this."

"Now, Little Lonely Sky is no longer mine. Even Big Lonely Sky has been handed over to Brother Jian. You should ask him if he blames you," said the young Imperial Emperor as he glanced at Jian Wushuang.

Chen Qing immediately understood. "Brother Jian, Little Lonely Sky is already yours?"

Jian Wushuang shook his head and said, "It's only temporary. It's not mine. When the time comes, I'll return it."

Chen Qing was also an understanding person. In order to not make the atmosphere too awkward, he hurriedly laughed and said, "Brother Jian, I'm really impressed by the sword competition just now. You're definitely the best Sword Dao I've ever seen, apart from that old friend of mine."

"Brother Chen, you flatter me. I just have some insights. There's still a long way to go before I can truly comprehend Sword Dao," replied Jian Wushuang indifferently.

Chen Qing sighed with emotion. "Yeah, I intended to concentrate on cultivating the Sword Dao all those years ago, but I was helpless because my natural talent was lacking. Up until now, I still haven't fully grasped the seemingly simple Sword Dao. In my opinion, such an illusory thing is far more difficult than cultivation."

Jian Wushuang did not answer. His comprehension of the Way of the Sword seemed to never be fixed at a certain moment, and then stagnated. Naturally, he could not resonate with it.

Jian Wushuang would have left on the spot if it weren't for Chen Qing's incessant chatter.

"Chen Qing, I'll take you around the Great Solitary Sky." The skinny purple-robed man who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

Chen Qing, who was talking excitedly, waved his hand. "What's there to see in a lonely sky? I've already walked around it more than ten times."

Then, he realized that something was wrong. He suddenly stopped talking and said with a serious expression, "Yes, I haven't seen the Great Solitary Sky yet. It is indeed time to go and take a look. Brother Jian, take care!"

After cupping his hands, Chen Qing quickly left Little Lonely Heaven with the skinny purple-robed man.

At that moment, there were only three people left in Little Lonely Heaven.

"Chun Qiu, go and meditate first." Jian Wushuang looked at Chun Qiu and said.

Chun Qiu nodded when he heard that. After whispering to Jian Wushuang to be careful, he left the place.

"Let's walk around casually. This is the first time we've met since returning from the Jing River," said the young Imperial Emperor.

Jian Wushuang nodded, and then the two of them walked slowly.

In midair, as he felt the dense Derivation Force surging around him, his tensed nerves also relaxed.

"The Jing River has been destroyed, and my forces have weakened a little. You should know some of the things that happened. For example, who sent those fellows to kill me?" said the young Imperial Emperor faintly.

Jian Wushuang said indifferently, "On the way back, your companion roughly told me some things. I also know a little about it."

The young Imperial Emperor nodded. "Then you should prepare. There are still five years. When the time comes, I want you to attend a banquet with me."

"A banquet?"

His gaze suddenly became a little cold. "Yes, my Imperial Father invited me. It's the Heavenly Court Banquet. When the time comes, those bastards will also be there."

Jian Wushuang nodded. He wanted to see what kind of existence the so-called Heavenly Court and Imperial Emperor of the Great Yan Huan were.

"You plan to kill them at the banquet?" Jian Wushuang asked.

The young Imperial Emperor sneered. "Them? A bunch of conceited trash. I'll let them go for now. What I need to do is far more than this. "

"Five years. When the time comes, I'll come to find you. You can also cultivate in Little Lonely Heaven."

"I'll be right here."

The young Imperial Emperor's eyes were burning. He said seriously, "If you're not here, I'll definitely be unable to recover. So no matter what, please stand by my side."

Jian Wushuang felt a little unnatural. "I won't go back on my words."

After hearing the exact answer, the young Imperial Emperor laughed and left. Before he left, he left eight words.

"With your guarantee, everything can be expected."

At this point, the entire Little Lonely Heaven was completely silent.

Seeing the young Imperial Emperor's figure disappear outside the barrier, Chun Qiu quickly came in front of Jian Wushuang and said, "That guy can't be planning something again, right?"

Jian Wushuang did not hide anything and told him about the banquet at the Heavenly Court in five years.

Chun Qiu said anxiously, "I know that guy's nature. He has so many brothers who don't get along well with each other. When the time comes, there will be bloodshed. Brother Jian, do you really want to get involved?"

Jian Wushuang shook his head. "I'll take it one step at a time. It won't be too late to leave after I figure out this place."

"In short, you must be careful. He's far more sinister than he looks. He's definitely not a good person." Chun Qiu said with a serious expression. "Back then, he was only at the Entering Yan Huan, but he was already bloodthirsty. The destruction of my Imperial Father's Heavenly Court is definitely related to him."

"If his six brothers are really evil, then he's definitely not a good person."

Hearing Chun Qiu's warning, Jian Wushuang nodded. He had his own judgment.

Just from the fact that there were so many prisoners trapped in the Lower Three Heavens, the young Imperial Emperor was naturally not a good person.

The only thing Jian Wushuang could do now was to protect himself to the greatest extent, and then slowly explore.

After discussing with Chun Qiu for half a day, the two stepped into the hall in the Little Lonely Heaven together.

This Little Lonely Heaven was not vast, but it was several times larger than a star field in the Divine Power Universe.

At the same time, except for some rare beasts in the Desolate Forest, few people set foot in it.

In the center of the Little Lonely Heaven sat a relatively grand hall.

Jian Wushuang leaped into the silent hall. After sizing it up, he sat down and meditated.

A long wind blew gently. Jian Wushuang sat in the square outside the hall and breathed in and out.

The square was covered with solemn copper patterns, and there were eighteen copper pillars on both sides. It was vaguely similar to the Cloud Palace back then.

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