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“Awesome!”
Xue Ji and An Ye cheered.
“Damn it!”
Zhu Kun gritted his teeth secretly.
He traveled hundreds of thousands of miles just to kill Wushuang.
Now that he has seen the true strength of Xue Wushuang, he feels very angry.
Feeling a huge pressure.
As for Jiang Tian, Yan Shanxue also felt nervous and exclaimed: “Dad!”
“No wonder so many sects in Haizhou are turning away!”
Luo Qingyun was also quite shocked and secretly said: “I didn’t expect that Xue Wushuang’s strength could be so powerful!”
Seeing Yan Shanxue trying to rush out, Jiang Tian hurriedly stopped him and said in a deep voice: “If you go there now, it is tantamount to committing suicide.”
“But my father…” Yan Shanxue felt uneasy.
“Don’t worry, don’t forget that Sect Leader Yan still has the Demon-Slaying Sword in hand!”
Hearing this, Yan Shanxue calmed down and nodded slightly: “Yes, there is also the Demon Slayer Sword. With the blessing of the Demon Slayer Sword, my father may not be the opponent of the Blood Sect Master!”
“There’s really something to this Bloody Golden Body Technique!”
Jiang Tian looked at Yan Nantian who flew out and said secretly.
At this time, Yan Nantian’s clothes were in pieces, but his muscles and bones were not injured at all.
“Xue Wushuang, what do you mean? I, Yan Nantian, don’t need your false humility!”
Yan Nantian’s eyes were full of anger and he shouted loudly.
“Nan Tian, I said, you are no match for me!”
Xue Wushuang’s whole body was shrouded in golden light, and red blood spread in wisps. He said in a thunderous voice: “Now that you have been defeated, should you give me a chance to explain!”
“Want a chance to explain? Kill me first!”
Yan Nantian didn’t give Xue Wushuang a chance to speak at all. The sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and golden light emerged.
The sword finger made a “bang” sound, pressed on the broken sword body, and slowly slid forward. He shouted loudly: “With my spiritual consciousness, I will forge a divine sword that will destroy the enemy!”
“Buzz!”
After the words fell, a burst of sword sound resounded throughout the world.
Above the nine heavens, the energy of the avenue fell, softening the golden consciousness, and re-condensed and repaired the broken sword body.
“You are crazy! Use your spiritual consciousness to forge a sword. If the sword breaks, your spiritual consciousness will be severely damaged!”
Xue Wushuang was shocked.
The reason why he wanted to agree to Yan Nantian’s fight was to find an opportunity to uncover the misunderstanding between the two.
It was not to hurt Yan Nantian.
“This sect master does not need your false pity! Blood is unparalleled, and I will die!”
Yan Nantian held the long sword and turned it into a stream of light, rushing towards Xue Wushuang.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Xu Wushuang and stabbed out with a sword.
The fierce killing intent instantly surrounded this world.
Xue Wushuang wanted to repeat his old trick and break the sword body, but when he thought that the sword body was cast by Yan Nantian’s divine consciousness, he quickly retracted his hand.
“The second level of Blood Fiend Golden Body Technique, golden body protection!”
His hands formed complex marks in front of him.
With a roar, the golden light around him shrank inward and collapsed again, turning into layers of golden armor, completely covering himself.
“Ding!”
With a crisp sound that resounded throughout the world, the tip of the sword made of divine consciousness pierced Xue Wushuang’s eyebrows.
The golden light and the sword tip were in a stalemate, and the surging sword energy overflowed.
“Retreat!”
With Xue Wushuang’s sudden shout, the tip of the sword that had penetrated the golden armor for more than half an inch was instantly shot away by the golden light.
Yan Nantian seemed to have stepped on a landmine and was also blown away by the surging golden light.
“Xue Wushuang, you still haven’t taken action! What do you mean!”
Yan Nantian let out a roar and flew into the air, leaving afterimages all around.
These afterimages are in different poses, all holding long swords with extraordinary aura.
“Whoosh!”
A residual image turned into a stream of light, chopping on Xue Wushuang’s golden body, making a “ding” sound.
Then, the surrounding afterimages were like meteors, hitting Xue Wushuang’s body.
For a while, the sound of jingling bells kept ringing.
“Xue Wushuang, are you going to make a move?”
Yan Nantian roared angrily: “You incompetent coward, back then you said you were not around when Junior Sister Zhu’er was killed. In my opinion, you didn’t dare to take action at all, so that’s why Junior Sister Zhu’er was killed. ! ”
As soon as he said this, Xue Wushuang’s eyes suddenly widened, he stared at Yan Nantian, and shouted: “Yan Nantian, don’t frame me!”
“When Zhu’er and I went to Yunshan Sect for the first time, Zhu’er’s father kicked me out and humiliated me, so I didn’t go with him the second time…”
More than 10,000 years later, he is still brooding over the death of Taoist companion Zhuer.
If I hadn’t been young and energetic back then, there would have been no tragedy.
“That’s nonsense, you are a coward, a coward!”
With this roar, dozens more afterimages turned into streams of light and hit Xue Wushuang.
“Yan Nantian, do you really think I am not your opponent?”
Xue Wushuang felt sad and angry, and was beaten back by the stream of light.
He waved his big hand in front of him, and the afterimage of Yan Nantian in front of him dissipated instantly.
The next moment, he raised his big hand, turned into a claw shape, and turned into a golden light to grab Yan Nantian.
“Xue Wushuang, this is still a man!”
Yan Nantian laughed and rushed towards Xue Wushuang with a long sword in hand.
The sword light emerged and killing intent surged.
The golden light is unstoppable.
For a time, the situation between heaven and earth changed.
Before the two of them collided, the ground roared, then cracked inch by inch, landslides and huge rocks flying.
There was also lightning and thunder in the sky, and the lightning turned into an angry thunder dragon and struck down, the sound shook the world.
“Boom!”
As the tip of the sword hit the palm of his hand, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.
The next second, the flying boulders instantly turned into powder.
The angry thunder dragon died instantly.
This earth-shattering collision of ghosts and gods is not over yet, and the surging power seems to be about to destroy the world.
A powerful aura swept across the world in an instant, and the whole world seemed to have entered the end of the world.
The onlookers retreated one after another.
Fortunately, everyone’s cultivation is not weak and they were not affected.
At this time, Xue Wushuang and Yan Nantian finally decided the winner with this unique attack.
The sword blade made of divine consciousness was unparalleled in sharpness. With a bang, the condensed golden armor in Xue Wushuang’s palm was shattered.
But Yan Nantian’s cultivation is ultimately weaker than Xue Wushuang.
Xue Wushuang suddenly grabbed the sword with his big hand, and with a sudden force, the sword made of divine consciousness broke into several pieces with a “bang”.
“Yan Nantian, I told you, I was not with Zhuer at that time!”
Xue Wushuang roared, his body suddenly moved forward, his fist turned into a palm, and he hit Yan Nantian on the chest with a “bang”.
This blow was so powerful that Yan Nantian felt as if he was hit by a meteorite, and his body suddenly bent into an arch shape.
“Boom boom!”
There was a sound of bones breaking.
The next second, he flew backwards more than ten miles away, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Xue Wushuang, I didn’t expect that your cultivation level… would grow to such a terrifying level!”
Yan Nantian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body crackled, and his spiritual energy and consciousness were quickly repairing his broken muscles and bones.
But the long sword forged by his spiritual consciousness was shattered by Xue Wushuang. After all, his spiritual consciousness was severely damaged, and his whole face turned pale and looked depressed.
At this time, Xue Wushuang, who was overwhelmed by anger, finally reacted. He quickly asked: “Nan Tian… you… are you okay?”
“Xue Wushuang, I have to say that your cultivation level is indeed much better than mine!”
Yan Nantian looked sad: “In terms of cultivation alone, you are enough to crush me!”