Chapter 492
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In the Void, Marquis Nanyu's eyes were still wide open as his body slowly fell to the ground.
There was silence all around. A large number of Sword Principle experts who were watching the battle were stunned.
Marquis Nanyu, one of the 72 Marquises and one of the top experts in the entire Divine Land, was dead.
Most importantly, Marquis Nanyu had been killed by a Saint Realm expert!
"I can't believe that a Saint Realm expert killed a marquis so easily. Marquis Nanyu didn't even have a chance to escape from him!"
"Jian Wushuang is too strong!"
"I didn't expect there to be such a terrifying Saint Realm expert in the Divine Land."
"How can a Saint Realm expert be so strong?"
Everyone was extremely shocked.
However, before they could recover from the shock, a terrifying power erupted from the other side of the battlefield.
A beautiful and enchanting peerless sword shadow lit up, attracting everyone's attention as soon as it appeared.
This poignant yet beautiful sword strike was incomparably profound. When it was executed by a Dao weapon, its might had already reached the extreme.
Jian Nantian still looked indifferent, but there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.
"Damn it!"
Marquis Wanlei, who was fighting with Jian Nantian, turned pale and tried to block the attack in a hurry.
However, the beautiful sword strike still knocked the Giant Axe out of Marquis Wanlei's hand and then passed through his body.
Marquis Wanlei was also killed.
Marquis Wanlei had underestimated Jian Nantian from the very beginning.
Before the Salute of Swords, Jian Nantian had killed a superior lord and two advanced lords with a single strike. At that time, his battle strength was no less than that of an ordinary marquis.
The Salute of Swords was an extraordinary opportunity. With Jian Nantian's talent and comprehension, he must have made great progress.
Jian Nantian had reached the Seven-cloud Realm. With his swordsmanship and Dao Weapon, Jian Nantian's battle strength was far greater than Marquis Wanlei's.
Marquis Wanlei and Marquis Nanyu were both dead.
In a short time, they were killed one after another.
However, after killing the two marquises, Jian Wushuang and Jian Nantian didn't look happy at all.
They knew very well that these two marquises were just ordinary Seven-cloud Realm marquises who did not even have Dao Weapons. They were just small fries and did not take them seriously from the beginning.
What they really cared about was the people behind the two marquises.
"He's here."
Jian Nantian looked at the sky in front of him, where a black spot slowly appeared.
Behind the black spot was a large cloud of blood. It rushed over and appeared in front of Jian Nantian in just a moment.
The person who had arrived was wearing a blood-red robe and had a head full of blood-red hair. He carried a blood-red battle saber on his back and a blood-red cloud surged behind him. As he stood there, his baleful aura soared to the sky, as if he was an Asura from hell.
"Jian Nantian!"
After the red-haired man appeared, he fixed his cold eyes on Jian Nantian. The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
"Marquis Xuefeng," Jian Nantian said slowly in a calm voice.
During this period of time, Marquis Xuefeng had been hunting him down. In order to kill him, Marquis Xuefeng did not hesitate to offer a Dao weapon as a reward.
There were 72 marquises in the Divine Land, but Marquis Xuefeng was ranked second, which showed his strength.
Marquis Wanlei and Marquis Nanyu, who had just been killed, were also marquises, but they were far weaker than Marquis Xuefeng.
As soon as Marquis Xuefeng appeared on the battlefield, the Sword Principle experts who were watching the battle could not help holding their breaths due to his overwhelming killing intent.
At this moment, Marquis Xuefeng also noticed the corpse of Marquis Wanlei.
"It seems that your strength has improved a lot in this trip to Sword-suppression Valley. Even Wanlei was killed by you." Marquis Xuefeng's voice was cold. "However, your strength is not enough for me to take you seriously. Today, I'll let you know that my sworn brother, Xuefeng, is not someone who can be killed by anyone."
"Really? You can try. "Jian Nantian stared at Marquis Xuefeng calmly.
"You're courting death!" Marquis Xuefeng did not waste any more time. He moved his body and the blood clouds behind him immediately surged out.
Three Sword Soul Phantoms rose behind Jian Nantian, all emitting Sword Essence. They immediately rushed forward to meet Marquis Xuefeng.
"Marquis Xuefeng?"
On the other side of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes. "Marquis Xuefeng is an Eight-cloud Realm expert with a Dao Weapon. His battle strength is much stronger than Wanlei Territorial Lord's. I don't know if father can handle him."
Jian Wushuang was thinking when a purple Flowing Light suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Hmm?"
Jian Wushuang immediately looked at the Flowing Light. When it disappeared, a figure appeared.
It was a burly, purple-robed man who exuded a magnificent aura. Apparently, he was also a marquis, and he was definitely stronger than Marquis Nanyu.
"That's … Marquis Zizhong!"
The Sword Principle experts who were watching the battle immediately recognized the purple-robed man and exclaimed in surprise.
Marquis Zizhong was one of the top marquises among the 72 Marquises in the Divine Land. He was also an Eight-cloud Realm expert with a Dao Weapon. His strength was only slightly weaker than Marquis Xuefeng's.
"Jian Wushuang!"
As soon as Marquis Zizhong appeared, he looked at Jian Wushuang and said in a cold voice, "Hand over the Heart-killing Sword and I'll spare your life."
"Spare my life? You're talking as if you can kill me at any time. Marquis Zizhong, I'm not looking down on you, but you're not qualified to kill me. As for the Heart-killing Sword, let the person behind you come and get it. "Jian Wushuang sneered.
He knew that Marquis Zizhong was not fighting for the Heart-killing Sword for him, but for someone else.
The identity of the person who ordered Marquis Zizhong to fight for the sword was obvious.
There was no doubt that Marquis Zizhong was sent by Su Ming.
"I'm more than enough to kill you!"
Marquis Zizhong's face was cold. A cyan long spear appeared in his hand. The tip of the spear was extremely sharp and emitted a cold metallic luster under the sunlight. As Marquis Zizhong's figure suddenly turned illusory, the cold spear tip broke through the void and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
"So fast!"
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were filled with fighting intent.
"Very good!"
"If you want to fight, let's fight!"
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