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Chapter 4760

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The Heavenly Hall was silent. Everyone held their breaths as they watched the scene.

Those who were good at using swords frowned when they saw the exchange of swords that was completed in an instant.

This was because the sword essence that was emitted from the exchange of swords was not something that ordinary sword cultivators could compare to.

Especially the sword essence that swept out in an instant. Even those who were close to it felt like their souls were being sliced apart by the killing intent.

Jian Wushuang stood with his sword in hand. It seemed like he did not intend to continue the exchange of blows.

The young guard also did not intend to continue the exchange of blows. After putting his sword behind his back, he prepared to retreat.

"Stop. Did I say you could go back?"

A cold voice sounded. Gongzi Mo, who was sitting on the seat of honor, leaned forward. His drunken eyes were filled with coldness. It seemed like he was going to kill someone in the next moment.

The figure that was about to retreat also stopped at this moment. He looked at Gongzi Mo with a pair of handsome eyes. Then, he cupped his hands and said, "Don't overdo it. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we will become a joke."

"If Gongzi Mo insists on watching, why don't you let us compose a sword dance for you?"

Gongzi Mo looked at the valiant-looking guard. His expression softened. "Alright. If I'm not satisfied, I'll take your heads!"

The young guard nodded and turned around to look behind him.

A total of six uniformed guards slowly walked out from the side.

Jian Wushuang's eyebrows twitched when he saw this. His figure retreated without leaving a trace.

"Brother Jian, is there a situation?" Chen Qing asked in a low voice.

"If the situation is not right later, just run!" He said in a low voice. His eyes flashed with seriousness.

At this point, Jian Wushuang was completely sure that the seven guards were the seven swordsmen that he had seen in the divine residence pavilion in the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent.

Now, they had all sneaked into the Heavenly Hall. Their target seemed to be Gongzi Mo.

Chen Qing and Chun Qiu became serious when they heard this. They knew Jian Wushuang's character well. He would not speak without thinking.

If he said there was a situation, there must be a situation.

For a moment, Chen Qing looked at the seven seemingly ordinary figures in the center of the hall.

Without much nonsense, the seven figures spread out side by side in a triangular formation. Then, the seven true swords that were surrounded by the power of derivation pointed forward.

The atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace began to change subtly.

Jian Wushuang led Chen Qing and Chun Qiu towards the entrance of the Sky Hall without a trace. However, he was stopped by Lady Silver Bell, who was sitting on the seat of honor, with her gaze.

At this moment, the sword dance formed by the seven people began. With the young guard in the lead as the finger, the seven real swords began to move around the hall.

The smoke emitted from the huge incense burner in the center of the hall gradually transformed into various scenes under the influence of these sword wills.

It was like a flood dragon leaping through the sea of clouds, or a crouching tiger roaring, with a myriad of changes.

Seeing this rather beautiful scene, the top cultivators and Derived Immortals sitting on both sides of the hall could not help but clap and cheer.

Gongzi Mo, who was sitting at the head of the table, also nodded repeatedly. He seemed to be very satisfied with the seven people's sword dance.

As for Jian Wushuang, he was clearly not calm. That was because he had just discovered that there was a trace of even more powerful derivation power in this seven-person team.

Although it was only revealed for a moment, Jian Wushuang was immediately alarmed.

The level of derivation power was extremely likely to surpass the Derived Immortal Realm.

"Could it be that they want to assassinate Gongzi Mo?" He seemed to have thought of something and looked at Gongzi Mo.

Unknowingly, the seven figures moved closer to the front.

The smoke gradually spread throughout the entire hall, causing every top cultivator to feel as if they were floating above the clouds.

At this moment, Gongzi Mo's eyes were gradually filled with excitement. The drunkenness in his eyes was even more apparent.

And in the seven-person formation, the young guard at the front held a true sword in his hand. His aura was extremely powerful.

His eyes, which were already slightly aged, quietly revealed a wisp of cold killing intent.

The next moment, he suddenly leaped up and stepped on the smoke. Under the gaze of all the top cultivators and Derived Immortals, he held the true sword in his hand tightly and stabbed towards Gongzi Mo.

The air seemed to have frozen. Everything that was about to happen happened at this moment.

The sword that was surrounded by the supreme derivation power stabbed towards him without any hesitation.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. A large part of the space in front of Gongzi Mo collapsed without any warning. It even forcefully changed the position of the sword.

The sword that was originally stabbing towards Gongzi Mo's head was forced to change its position. In the end, it pierced through Gongzi Mo's cheekbone without any resistance and firmly nailed him to the throne.

A tragic cry resounded, and god blood spurted out.

Gongzi Mo's entire left side was directly crushed. The true sword pierced through half of his head, and the tip of the sword was more than an inch deep into the throne!

But this attack did not take his life at all. It was even a distance away from the Immortal Source in his head.

Since he did not kill Gongzi Mo with one attack, that young guard followed up with a palm strike. He swore to completely kill Gongzi Mo!

However, the supreme pressure that came along with it stopped his momentum.

A black-robed person walked out from behind Gongzi Mo. He also extended his palm and smashed it towards the young guard.

The two derivation powers collided and exploded with a loud bang.

Then, the young guard flew out like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, all the top cultivators and Derived Immortals reacted. They controlled their derivation powers to surround the seven people.

And the six figures that stood on the spot also moved. Each of them was like a ghost. After they swiftly caught that young guard, they directly let loose and started killing.

One of the tall and thin figures clasped his palms in front of his chest. Then, he suddenly tore. The boundless derivation power actually directly tore the space apart. Even the 20 plus top cultivators that surrounded him were all turned into fine powder.

Another figure clenched his palms into fists. He bent his body and smashed his fist towards the ground.

"Rumble!"

The entire Heavenly Palace trembled. Then, fine cracks began to appear on the white jade floor.

The six figures all exploded with their most terrifying strength at this moment.

Every one of them had the terrifying strength to easily kill a Derived Immortal.

At this moment, the entire Heavenly Palace fell into chaos!

Early on, when the riot first occurred, Jian Wushuang was the first to react. He directly extended his hand and blasted open the palace door. He directly fled with the two people.

In such a chaotic situation that was completely out of control, if he was slightly careless, he might even die on the spot.

"Brother Jian, this is too exciting. Looks like Gongzi Mo is definitely going to die today!" In the void, among the three figures that were fleeing rapidly, Chen Qing said with an excited face, "It's really endless reincarnation. There are actually still people who came to assassinate him."

When Jian Wushuang heard that, his originally fleeing figure actually stopped abruptly.

He turned around and looked at the Heavenly Palace that was showing signs of collapsing. Finally, he said, "No, I have to go back."

Chen Qing was stunned when he heard that. Then, he said anxiously, "Brother Jian, are you joking? Gongzi Mo's life is already in danger. "

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