All the black-robed messengers paused in their actions for a moment when they heard this majestic and furious voice.
The passage of time seemed to slow down.
Bian Ziyuan felt that the divine blood in his Immortal Body had stopped flowing.
The air dropped to the freezing point. Everything was filled with a deathly stillness and coldness.
Then, at this moment, ripples appeared in the void.
Then, thousands of white sword intents spread out like a blooming lotus platform.
Two figures stood in the center of the sword intents.
One was a man and the other was a woman. The middle-aged man had no facial hair and looked handsome. His long hair danced in the wind.
The woman exuded a heroic aura that overshadowed her beauty. Her black and gold robe accentuated her figure perfectly. She looked extremely mysterious.
They each had six long swords at their waists. They looked so majestic that one could not look at them directly.
What flowed around them was not derivative force, but extremely pure sword intents.
The entire shattered space seemed to fall silent at this moment. All the black-robed envoys subconsciously looked at the two uninvited guests.
A strand of cold sweat flowed down from Bian Ziyuan's temples. The fear of death that surged out from the bottom of his heart was brought about by these two things.
Jian Wushuang, who was besieged by the black-robed emissaries, was already at the end of his tether. His Immortal Body could be destroyed at any time. After looking at the two figures, he finally revealed a wry smile.
Yan Gui raised his eyebrows and smiled. Then, he was completely enraged.
"How dare you hurt my disciple? Are you tired of living? "
Feeling that the coldness around him had disappeared, some black-robed envoys were unhappy with his arrogant words. They rushed over to suppress him!
"Clowns." Yan Gui sneered. He did not even bother to draw his sword when he saw the black-robed envoys charging over.
The next moment, an extremely fine sword intent burst out from the lotus platform under Yan Gui's feet and slashed forward.
A horrifying scene appeared. The Immortal Body of the black-robed envoy, who was running at an extremely fast speed, was instantly torn apart and scattered miserably in the void.
It was as if nothing had happened. It was deathly still.
"My good disciple, leave the rest to me!"
He took a step forward. Thousands of sword intents swept through the surroundings.
Yan Gui laughed heartily and flew towards Jian Wushuang with Jiang Li.
Bian Ziyuan shouted in disbelief, "Quickly stop them and kill them all. Don't leave a single one alive!"
Following this order, the two hundred black-robed envoys frantically surrounded Jiang Liyan.
Faced with the frightening might that came from all directions, the two true Sword Immortals smiled quietly, as if they were looking down on them.
The next moment, the void was completely replaced by a diamond-shaped light screen.
The boundless sword curtain slashed down.
This sword veil had easily killed 100,000 dead immortals in the Blood Sea. It was an attack that Jian Wushuang had to face with all his might.
As for the fate of these black-robed emissaries, it was completely determined when the two Sword Immortals appeared.
The sword curtain fell silently. Everything was a foregone conclusion.
All the black-robed emissaries who were prepared to fight with all their might suddenly saw a bright light in front of their eyes, and then their heads began to spin.
All of them, without exception!
Two hundred black-robed emissaries were directly killed!
Their deaths happened in an instant. Even their immortal remains turned into ashes and scattered in the void, turning into a Star.
"Disciple, we are not too late, right?" Yan Gui brought Jiang Li and landed in front of Jian Wushuang, and said with a smile.
Jian Wushuang's face was pale. He then cupped his fists and said, "Thank you seniors for coming to help. This junior is extremely grateful."
Yan Gui stretched out his hand and placed it down. He said seriously, "There is no need to thank us between us."
Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, "Actually, you did not have to take the risk to come here."
When Yan Gui heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "As a Master, if I cannot even protect my disciple, I might as well die. Moreover, my disciple was trapped by this group of trash."
"…"
Only these two Sword Immortals dared to call hundreds of Rank Three Grand Expansion Immortals trash.
Jiang Li, who rarely spoke, also spoke at this moment. He was extremely domineering, "Disciple, who else wants to kill? Leave them to us to deal with, to prevent future troubles."
Jian Wushuang did not say anything. Instead, he subconsciously looked forward.
There, Bian Ziyuan, who was not affected by the sword curtain, saw Jian Wushuang looking at him. He almost lost his balance and fell into the void.
Bian Ziyuan was still immersed in the terrifying scene from before and had yet to regain his senses. More than two hundred black-robed envoys, that was more than two hundred Rank Three Grand Expansion Immortals, all of them had died in a strange manner. Perhaps even if a Rank Nine Grand Expansion Immortal came here, it would be impossible to achieve this!
But at this moment, it all happened.
In just an instant, they all died. The foundation of the Heavenly Hall had completely disappeared.
He, who had nothing to rely on, was pale.
"Eh, I actually let one guy go. Then I'll finish him off," Yan Gui said softly. His hand was already on the sword hilt at his waist.
A Rank Six Grand Expansion Immortal was not worthy of him drawing his sword. But in order to end the battle quickly, Yan Gui drew a snowflake sword.
The void suddenly dropped to freezing point. Even though he was a few hundred feet away, Bian Ziyuan could still feel his blood freezing.
He was extremely sure that he could not block this sword!
So he made a prompt decision. Almost at the same time when Yan Gui drew his sword, he directly used his fingers to tear open a bloody wound in front of his chest!
God blood spurted out from the wound on his chest and dripped into the void.
In the next moment, the originally dead and broken Skycontinent Plane suddenly surged with all kinds of extremely powerful expansion forces.
After that, figures rose up from the Skycontinent Realm like streaks of light and came to Bian Ziyuan's side.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of Grand Expansion Immortals had gathered. Moreover, there was an endless stream of Grand Expansion Immortals flying up from the Skycontinent Plane.
They were all extremely thirsty for blood. Their eyes were red as they surrounded Bian Ziyuan.
Bian Ziyuan took a few steps back and pointed in Jian Wushuang's direction. He said ferociously, "As long as you take down the three of them, the blood in my body, including the Emperor's blood, can be supplied to you. What are you waiting for? Attack together."
All the thirsty Grand Expansion Immortals were completely crazy. At this moment, they charged towards Jian Wushuang without any hesitation.
Yan Gui smiled sympathetically. Under the sword in his hand, all living things were equal.
However, at this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was completely focused, felt a burning sensation in his chest.
Then, before he could react, a completely black bead seemed to have sensed something. It flew out from his chest and went straight into the void.
Jian Wushuang saw that completely black bead clearly. It was the black bead he found in the Black Abyss Prison in the first heaven of the Lower Three Heavens in the Six Heavens.
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