As the immortal source shattered, the Dead Immortal's skeleton knelt heavily on the broken path of bones. Its huge bony palm waved in the air as if it wanted to retain the immortal source.
Jian Wushuang stood in front of it and calmly watched this scene, then dispersed the invisible sword in his hand.
"I'm going to die …"
The Dead Immortal's skeleton softly murmured, but just as the death light in his eyes was about to extinguish, it suddenly brightened as if it was the final radiance of the setting sun.
"Although you are a sword immortal, there are other sword immortals on this path. I was looking forward to your battle, but I won't be able to see it."
"Their Sword Dao is even stronger than yours. You won't be able to defeat them so easily."
After saying this last sentence, the Dead Immortal's skeleton completely fell. Like a divine mountain shattering, his immortal bones were completely shattered and could no longer be revived.
Standing on this slowly healing path of bones, Jian Wushuang was silent. Although his expression was calm, his heart was already trembling.
There were sword immortals on this path of bones?!
This news shocked Jian Wushuang more than any other news.
In all fairness, a sword immortal was simply an unimaginable existence.
And in Jian Wushuang's current knowledge, only Ding Baiyi could be called a true sword immortal!
Even Jian Wushuang himself didn't recognize himself as a sword immortal. He had a feeling that only by completely merging the unparalleled sword dao and the last sword intent of the Star River Lake Ocean sword intent could he truly fight Ding Baiyi.
Only then could he be called a sword immortal.
And now, the Grand Expansion Immortal that the Dead Immortal's skeleton called a sword immortal was definitely a terrifying existence.
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang felt a headache. What kind of terrifying existence was trapped on this path of bones?
Just as he was deep in thought, the Dead Immortals that had originally disappeared quietly revived at this moment.
Streaks of dark red death light burst out from their eye sockets.
"Damn it, weren't these things dispelled?" Jian Wushuang was secretly shocked, then jumped up and ran without thinking.
Although he was not afraid of the army of Dead Immortals, it was still a mistake to waste their energy.
Therefore, in the next period of time, one could see a figure running wildly, and behind him was an endless army of Dead Immortals.
The path of bones was endless, and it became wider and more vast as it continued forward.
It was like an ancient battlefield that had gone through a bloody battle.
There were shattered immortal bones everywhere, supreme treasures that no longer had any spirituality, damaged true swords. It was miserable to the extreme.
Jian Wushuang, who had been moving at high speed, could not help but feel angry when he saw the army of Dead Immortals closing in on him.
Just as he was about to recklessly destroy it, the path of white bones beneath him trembled as if something was awakening.
"To disturb this seat's slumber, I see that you bugs are truly tired of living."
A lazy and slightly angry voice seemed to resound from the nine heavens.
Then, in the next moment, the clear sound of a sword being unsheathed quietly sounded on the ancient battlefield.
Along with the clear sound of the sword being unsheathed, the army of Dead Immortals who were chasing Jian Wushuang frantically all fled.
But it was too late.
The sword curtain quietly rose, like millions of meteors falling, causing the entire dark red void to tremble.
The endless void, millions of miles of the path of bones, were all covered by the sword curtain!
Every sword intent that formed the sword curtain was filled with endless calmness. Although it looked peaceful, it caused everything to lose its color.
Under the cover of the meteor sword curtain, none of the Dead Immortals survived!
They died so quickly that even Jian Wushuang could not believe it.
The final desolation of the endless sword intent, all the Dead Immortals who were standing still, suddenly shattered!
On the ancient battlefield, dust filled the air.
Jian Wushuang, who was at the center of the sword curtain, did not feel any fluctuation. This kind of control of sword intent was extremely terrifying.
Jian Wushuang stood still, ready to condense sword intent in his palm.
But at the same time, a cold aura appeared behind him. "Hey, junior, don't try to draw the sword. Your speed will never be faster than mine. If you don't believe me, you can try."
A trace of cold sweat flowed from Jian Wushuang's temples. To be able to quietly appear behind him, this was enough to explain the problem.
Then, a layer of ripples suddenly surged in the originally silent void, and then a figure walked out from the ripples.
Jian Wushuang's eyes opened to the maximum at this moment.
The newcomer was a woman, a woman with an extremely heroic aura.
Her long and narrow willow leaf eyebrows slanted to her temples, a pair of extremely charming eyes, and the red embroidered ribbon that gathered her long hair behind her back also fluttered in the wind.
She wore a black and gold jacket, and at her waist, there were six long swords!
She was a swordsman!
She walked down from the void and stood on the ancient battlefield, looking at Jian Wushuang with her extremely heroic eyes, revealing a somewhat thought-provoking expression.
Looking at the six long swords at her waist, Jian Wushuang could not help but swallow his throat.
In front of him was a tiger, and behind him was a wolf. Sandwiched in the middle, he was afraid that today he would be in danger!
As time passed, Jian Wushuang did not dare to move at all.
After a long time, the heroic woman with the six long swords suddenly said, "This junior is very good."
Then, the mysterious figure behind him also said, "Indeed very good. His concentration is very stable. He is a great talent."
Hearing this, the heroic woman raised the corner of her eyes and said coldly, "Since he is a great talent, why are you still squatting behind him? Are you going to kill him? "
As soon as her voice fell, the awe-inspiring aura behind Jian Wushuang suddenly disappeared, and then a figure appeared in front of the heroic woman in an instant.
"Of course not, I am just used to it. I can't bear to kill such a talented junior. Keeping him alive will be of great use!"
At this moment, Jian Wushuang saw the appearance of the figure.
He was also a middle-aged man full of heroic spirit. His face was clean without any facial hair, and his eyes were bright like stars, but there was also a hint of indolence.
At his waist, there were six long swords, no more, no less.
Facing the heroic woman, the middle-aged man's face was full of an unconcealable smile.
"It can't be, these two swordsmen can't be sword companions …"
Jian Wushuang felt a bit of a headache. It seemed that these two swordsmen could really be sword companions.
He was afraid that it would not be so easy for him to escape from here …
"This junior is indeed not bad. I saw his Sword Dao before, and it was very frightening. He was able to destroy the Immortal Source of a Rank Six Grand Expansion Immortal."
The heroic woman said slowly. After hearing her description, the smile on the middle-aged man's face gradually disappeared, and it was extremely solemn.
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