The Boundless Heaven Sword Art was created by Palace Master Xuan Yi.
Jian Wushuang did not know what level the Boundless Heaven Sword Art was, but he knew that it was extremely powerful.
There were seven sword moves in the Boundless Heaven Sword Art, and each move was stronger than the previous one.
The power of the first move alone was terrifying, and the second move was several times stronger than the first one.
The third move was naturally much more terrifying than the second one.
During the 100 years that Jian Wushuang stayed in the Eternal Zone, his Cultivation of Sword Principle had made a huge breakthrough, and his mastery of the Boundless Heaven Sword Art had also greatly improved.
He had been able to perform the second move of the Boundless Heaven Sword Art for a long time, and the third move … he had barely mastered it.
The third move consumed a huge amount of Spiritual Power. If Jian Wushuang forced himself to perform it once, it would consume at least 40% of his Spiritual Power. Therefore, he would not use it unless it was absolutely necessary. But now, facing Yun Fan, Saber Master, and Old Weirdo Dream, Jian Wushuang could only use this move to suppress them.
Above the Void, Jian Wushuang's huge 15-meter-tall figure held the Long Sword with both hands, and a gust of destructive power gathered in his hands.
Feeling this terrifying power, Yun Fan, Saber Master, and Old Weirdo Dream could not help but turn pale.
Under this sword, they even felt the threat of death.
At this time, the power of the Long Sword in Jian Wushuang's hand had accumulated to the extreme. With a flash of fierce light in his eyes, he directly swung the Emperor Sword in his hand.
The third move of the Boundless Heaven Sword Art.
This move was called the Great Crimson Yin Sword!
As the sword was swung, the world became completely silent.
Buzz ~ ~ ~ A hazy sword shadow spread out like ripples, covering the entire sky and sweeping out.
Yun Fan, Saber Master, and Old Weirdo Dream saw the sword shadow sweeping toward them, and they could not help but feel their scalps tingle.
"Quick, let's block this sword together," Yun Fan roared.
Without hesitation, Yun Fan, Saber Master, and Old Weirdo Dream went all out.
Yun Fan swung her staff fiercely, and used all her strength to unleash her strongest move once again. An incomparably violent flame dragon that was thousands of feet long surged out crazily.
However, because Yun Fan was already seriously injured, the Flame Dragon that she used this time was obviously weaker than before.
Once again, Venerable Lord Saber unleashed his peerless saber.
As the saber slashed out, the surrounding heaven and earth turned completely dark. Within this endless darkness, only the saber shadow of Venerable Lord Saber was left.
As for Old Weirdo Dream, she was not good at attacking. But at this moment, she unleashed all her skills and displayed a dazzling sword shadow. The power of this sword shadow was extraordinary.
The three tyrannical attacks joined together and rushed towards the huge hazy sword shadow that Jian Wushuang had swung out.
However, the power of Jian Wushuang's sword was too strong.
Previously, Jian Wushuang had only used the second move of the Boundless Heaven Sword Art to completely crush Yun Fan's strongest move. Now, the third move of Jian Wushuang's Boundless Heaven Sword Art was several times stronger than the second move.
Even if Yun Fan and the other two joined forces, they would not be able to resist this move.
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering sound, and the void seemed to have completely exploded.
After the loud sound, the tyrannical aftermath swept wildly to the surroundings.
In the middle of the battlefield …
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"
Yun Fan, Venerable Lord Saber, and Old Weirdo Dream all spat out a mouthful of blood. Their figures retreated like cannonballs.
In the process of retreating, the three of them were affected by the crazily dispersed power and were injured again. Yun Fan was in the worst condition. He was already seriously injured when he fought with Jian Wushuang alone. Now that he was resisting Jian Wushuang's sword, he spat out blood again. His injury was greatly aggravated. When he was affected by the aftermath, he could not resist.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Several joints on Yun Fan's body burst at the same time. Several bloody holes appeared on his body, and one of his arms was mercilessly chopped off.
As for Venerable Lord Saber and Old Weirdo Dream, they were also in a terrible state. However, they were still slightly better than Yun Fan.
Just as the three of them were seriously injured, Jian Wushuang's figure immediately turned into a phantom and chased after them.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold as he stared at Yun Fan, who was in front of him.
He wanted to kill Yun Fan, Venerable Lord Saber, and Old Weirdo Dream. Among them, he wanted to kill Yun Fan the most.
Moreover, among the three of them, Yun Fan was the most seriously injured and the easiest to kill.
Naturally, Jian Wushuang's first target was Yun Fan.
Yun Fan was in the midst of retreating. Before he could stand firm, Jian Wushuang had already appeared in front of him. A bright sword-light suddenly lit up. Jian Wushuang had performed the fastest secret skill that he had created, Sunset.
"Die!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity, and his body was filled with murderous intent.
The bright sword-light directly shot toward Yun Fan's head. Yun Fan, who was seriously injured and weak and was in the midst of retreating, had no time to resist. He could only watch the bright sword-light fly toward him.
"No!"
Yun Fan widened his eyes and let out a shrill howl.
In the surrounding Void, the experts and disciples of the various sects also widened their eyes and stared at the scene.
They were roaring in their hearts. The Great Elder of Cloud Sea Asgard, Yun Fan, who was famous in the entire Firmament Territory, was really going to die here?
The sword-light kept approaching Yun Fan and was less than half a meter away from Yun Fan's head.
Whoosh ~ ~ ~
A gust of wind suddenly blew. The seemingly weak wind contained a strange power. It instantly shook off Jian Wushuang's sword-light and pushed Jian Wushuang back.
Jian Wushuang was pushed back nearly 100 meters before he regained his footing.
After regaining his footing, he could not help narrowing his eyes and quickly looked at the Void in front of him.
The experts of the various sects also subconsciously raised their heads and looked in that direction.
They saw a figure slowly walking over from the distant horizon.
This figure was dressed in a clean white robe with a hint of holiness. On his handsome and dignified face, there were two sword-like eyebrows.
He looked calm and walked over step by step with his hands clasped behind his back. The sun shone behind him and he was bathed in the sunlight, as if he had come from another world.
Everyone present could not help but fix their gazes on this figure.
He did not speak. He just walked over step by step and easily became the focus of this world.
Finally, he arrived at the battlefield, walked to Yun Fan's side, and then stopped.
The moment he stopped, everything in the surrounding Heaven and Earth completely calmed down.
The only thing that did not calm down was probably the inner emotions of everyone present.
For example, Yun Fan, who had just escaped with her life, also looked at the person who had come. Her eyes were filled with ecstasy. Then, she immediately knelt down and saluted the person respectfully.
"Greetings, Palace Master!"
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