"Come!"
When Xiao Fan said this word, it had already become a nightmare for Jian Wuchen. Looking at Xiao Fan from afar, an irreparable crack began to appear in Jian Wuchen's Dao Heart. His breathing suddenly became rapid and a deep sense of despair emerged from the depths of his eyes.
It was only at this moment that Jian Wuchen finally understood what Xiao Fan meant. He finally understood what true despair was!
This was it!
When you tried your best to defeat and kill someone, but you were shocked to find that no matter how hard you tried, how much you burned yourself, even if you planned to risk your life, you still couldn't shake the other party. You couldn't even touch the other party. What followed was a hellish and terrifying despair!
Jian Wuchen had never thought that he would fall into such an inextricable situation one day!
Even if he was able to leave this place alive, Xiao Fan would still become his heart demon. As long as he was unable to defeat Xiao Fan, his cultivation would never be able to advance any further!
This was a dead end. Either Xiao Fan or Jian Wuchen would die. There was no third path!
Looking at Jian Wuchen, who didn't immediately make a move but was already faintly showing despair, Xiao Fan wasn't in a hurry. He suddenly smiled inexplicably and looked at Jian Wuchen, waiting for him to make a move.
However, there was no warmth in that smile. It was cruel and ruthless to the extreme.
There was a moment of silence!
"Royal Sword Dharma Idol!"
Jian Wu Chen wasn't an ordinary person after all. Even though a hint of despair had appeared on his face, he forcefully suppressed it and returned to his previous state of confidence. He seemed to have recovered as he stared at Xiao Fan and slowly said, "Xiao Fan, don't be so arrogant. Don't be so arrogant."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small golden sword the size of a palm appeared above Jian Wuchen's head out of thin air. This small golden sword floated above Jian Wuchen's head, pulsing with golden light and exuding a sharp sword intent that could be clearly felt even outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield.
The Royal Sword Dharma Idol was one of the high-level Dharma Idols. It was on the same level as Xiao Fan's Sun and Moon Dharma Idol. Its power was needless to say.
This was Jian Wuchen's final move. The Royal Sword Dharma Idol was qualified to be one of Jian Wuchen's final trump cards.
However, it wasn't over yet after he summoned the Royal Sword Dharma Idol!
"Nine Styles of the Sky Sword, Ninth Style, Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"
Jian Wuchen spoke again. His voice sounded as if he was using all the strength in his body. He slowly raised the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword in his hand, and bit by bit, an extremely mysterious sword light filled with the will of the Great Dao appeared in the air.
Before this sword light was truly formed, boundless sword intent spread out and seemed to fill the entire Ancient Ming Battlefield in an instant. Every corner of the huge Ancient Ming Battlefield was filled with fierce sword intent.
The last move of the Sky Sword Nine Styles, Origin Swords, was also one of Jian Wuchen's final trump cards.
However, after the ninth move, Origin Swords, Jian Wuchen's movements did not stop. The surface of the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword in his hand began to peel off, revealing the true dark purple sword body.
There were hundreds of mysterious runes on the true dark purple sword body. These mysterious runes and the dark purple sword body complemented each other perfectly. They were indispensable.
As one of the nine great divine swords of Sky Sword Mountain, the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword's power was definitely not limited to this. Because the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword's power was too great, several masters of the Laozu Sect of Sky Sword Mountain had joined forces to seal a large part of the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword so that Jian Wuchen could adapt to it.
At this moment, Jian Wuchen took the initiative to unseal the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword and reveal its true form. He was about to display the true power of the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword.
After summoning the Imperial Sword Celestial Laksana, the Ninth Style of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, and unsealing the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword True Body, Jian Wuchen's actions did not stop and continued!
A blood-red stone suddenly sprang out from Jian Wuchen's body and spun a few times in the air before embedding itself between Jian Wuchen's eyebrows. It made Jian Wuchen look as if he had an extra eye and was filled with a bewitching beauty.
This was the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone!
Previously, the Son of Beicang and the Titanic Crescent Spirit Maiden said that Jian Wuchen had an extraordinary item that could help him strengthen his cultivation foundation.
Xiao Fan had also obtained this item in the Azure Cloud Lower Continent. However, the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone in Jian Wuchen's hand was much larger than the one he obtained in the Azure Cloud Lower Continent. Naturally, its effect was also doubled!
"Huuu!" "Huuu!" "Huuu!"
As Jian Wuchen summoned the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone, his Blood Qi suddenly erupted like a volcano and soared into the sky. In an instant, it reached an extremely terrifying peak.
With the assistance of the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone, the King Sword Celestial Idol, the ninth move of the Sky Sword Nine Styles, the Origin Swords, and the unsealed true form of the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword suddenly calmed down and hovered around Jian Wuchen. Jian Wuchen's aura was pushed to an unprecedented peak.
However!
However, this was not the end. After the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Sword was used, the True Dragon Blood that Jian Wuchen had integrated with finally revealed itself as his final trump card.
"Aooo!"
Jian Wuchen's body suddenly transformed into a giant golden dragon that was thousands of feet long. Its whole body was dazzling with golden light. An earth-shattering dragon roar suddenly came from his mouth. It was incomparably clear from the three thousand light screens and into the ears of countless people.
At this point, all of Jian Wuchen's final trump cards were finally gathered. The King Sword Celestial Idol, the ninth move of the Sky Sword Nine Styles, the Origin Swords, the unsealed true form of the Purple Firmament Thunder Sword, the Heavenly Sparrow Longevity Stone, and the Dragon Clan True Blood. These five final trump cards appeared at the same time and together, exuding an endless power that shook the world.
A deathly silence continued to spread inside and outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield!
Everyone was deeply shocked by Jian Wuchen's five trump cards. They had lost the ability to speak and were only left with a look of horror.
For a long time, Jian Wuchen was said to be the number one among the younger generation of the Spirit Realm. Many people agreed with this saying, but there were also many people who disagreed.
However, at this moment, no one had any objections to this saying. Before Xiao Fan, Jian Wuchen was truly the true number one among the younger generation of the Spirit Realm. No one could compare to him!
"Five trump cards … Jian Wuchen, I am not as good as him!" The Northern Sky Child looked at Jian Wuchen who was surrounded by the five trump cards and suddenly sighed bitterly. Then, he said in a lonely voice.
"Not counting Xiao Fan, Jian Wuchen is really the number one. The gap between us and him is huge!" The Titanic Crescent Spirit Maiden also spoke with incomparable bitterness and loneliness.
Long Fei and Zi Yue were speechless at this time. Their sects were once glorious like the Golden Palace and the Sun Moon Sect. They were on par with the Northern Sky Sacred Ground, the Titanic Crescent Sacred Ground, and the Golden Palace.
Therefore, they were still arrogant and confident. They believed that they were not inferior to Jian Wuchen and could compete with him.
However, at this moment, their arrogance was completely shattered by Jian Wuchen because they knew very well that they were no match for Jian Wuchen's five trump cards. Not to mention, all five of them were combined. If Jian Wuchen wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as killing chickens.
Long Fei and Zi Yue glanced at Jian Wuchen, who had used all five of his trump cards. Then, their gazes landed on Xiao Fan. They felt a bone-chilling coldness as they looked at Xiao Fan. They couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.
Jian Wuchen's strength could be seen, so it was frightening. However, they couldn't see Xiao Fan's strength at all. This was even more frightening than Jian Wuchen's.
"Cang Yun, Bing Luo, we were wrong!"
Long Fei and Zi Yue softly apologized to the Child of the Northern Sky and the Titanic Crescent Sacred Maiden. Their voices were filled with joy, bitterness, and gratitude.
However, the Child of the Northern Sky and the Titanic Crescent Sacred Maiden didn't respond to their apology. They just stared at Jian Wuchen and Xiao Fan without blinking.
On the stage!
"Xiao Fan, you shall die today!"
After using his five trump cards, Jian Wuchen's confidence returned. He soared into the sky like a reincarnated God of War. His body was filled with an insufferably powerful aura and an invincible battle intent that swept across the four seas. Then, he looked at Xiao Fan from afar and suddenly let out a thunderous roar that resounded in all directions.
"Jian Wuchen, victory!"
"Jian Wuchen, victory!"
"Jian Wuchen, victory!"
.....
Along with Jian Wuchen's roar that broke through the three thousand light screens, the young men and women outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield who regarded Jian Wuchen as their idol couldn't help but shout in unison. Their voices continued to reverberate in the sky and spread to the entire Spirit Realm.
In an instant, the entire Spirit Realm seemed to resound with their cries for Jian Wuchen. Everyone in the Spirit Realm looked at them and became the focus of their attention.
"Xiao Fan, I'd like to see how you're going to take Jian Wuchen's final blow!" A great character of the Heavenly Sword Mountain couldn't control himself at this moment. He also used all his strength to roar towards the sky. His voice was filled with endless hatred and joy as if he could see Jian Wuchen killing Xiao Fan.
"Kill!"
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