Streaks of blood rushed like a mountain ravine, surging in his naked upper body, as if even the void began to tremble.

Jian Wushuang felt that the surging force in his meridians seemed to have reached a certain critical point, and he needed to burst out completely.

The uncontrollable scorching heat seemed to make his fairy body burn completely.

And the figure that resembled a god-like peak behind him was a true shadow of Yuanjun, completely attached to Jian Wushuang's back.

When the Tianhe vision disappeared, the hundreds of Yanxians were in shock and looked forward with lingering fears.

In Spring and Autumn, Cui Jing and others also stabilized from the previous panic.

As early as when the Yanxian army attacked the six-day realm, Jian Wushuang in the third day of the next three days was vaguely aware, but because he was in the Yuanjun’s inheritance realm, the passage of time was different. The induction is minimal.

If it hadn't been for Chun Qiu's voice, I'm afraid that the third heaven domain would be destroyed, and Jian Wushuang would wake up.

"Since you have come out, it's easy to handle, shall we run away or fight?" Diqing looked at him, and inexplicably belligerent arose in his heart.

"Of course it is to fight back." Looking at Mantian Yanxian, Jian Wushuang had no fear in his eyes, and he even transported Yanli to the peak.

The blood surging in his body is too exuberant and terrifying, it is almost different from when he has not yet gone to the third heaven.

And all of this originated from the inheritance of Yuanjun.

Although it took less than a month to enter the domain of Yuanjun, the time lapse inside was completely different from that of the outside world. Jian Wushuang had roughly calculated that one day is at least worth a hundred years outside.

In other words, Jian Wushuang has been in the field for at least two thousand years.

Two thousand years of continuous battles turned the karma that he had infiltrated in the Sand Demon Cave into thorough blood.

Yuan Jun stopped killing by fighting and was promoted to the position of Dayan Immortal by endless killing. His way is simple and pure, with only the word killing.

And he handed it to Jian Wushuang, it was four words.

The way of killing.

Right now, Jian Wushuang wants to try to loosen the bottleneck and break through Dayan Immortal!

Step forward slowly.

Diqing, Chunqiu, Cui Jing and others are no longer ready to flee, all of them follow behind him, facing the sky full of immortals, without fear.

Under Dayan Immortal, Jian Wushuang was invincible.

Between the eyebrows, a seven star system is slowly flowing, and the true shadow of the selfless blesses its body.

"Pretend to be a god!" You Yanxian shouted, and then took the lead in leading more than ten Yanxian flying away.

All kinds of overwhelming powers are bombarded, and there is even a fairy-like atmosphere in them!

Jian Wushuang stepped forward abruptly, stretched out his right palm, facing Yanxian who flew over, pointed like a sword, and slashed down lightly.

A scarlet sword glow, rising by a million feet against the storm, cut the void in half, and crazily shattered.

Seeing this, the Yanxian who was on the top of the front hurriedly released Yanli, trying to cut the sword light.

But this scarlet sword light is really too vast and grand, and even the rules of the heavens are easily broken, and the void ripples that it drives, envelop them in an instant.

"Puff......"

A total of thirteen evangelists, under this million-meter scarlet sword light, the immortal body shattered and exploded into a cloud of blood.

A single sword cut easily wiped out the Thirteen Immortals. Such a shocking scene once again stunned the Mantian Immortals.

They couldn't believe it at all. This guy is just the peak of Immortal Regeneration, so why can he kill an immortal that is dozens of times more than him in one blow? !

Not only did they frighten them, but even Di Qing's brows jumped.

He felt that Jian Wushuang's change seemed a bit too fast.

When he first met in Xianzhou of Northern Heaven, he was just a fascinating evangelist until he strayed into the former heaven, fought in the heavens, and stepped into the fairyland. After these series of things, he seemed to have completely transformed into a long life.

It's just that this growth rate is too fast, and even Di Qing is a little moved.

The sword that was cut out used the hand as the sword, but it still issued ten percent of the power.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship and sword intent were unknowingly tainted by the way of killing, becoming bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.

The depths of his eyes were no longer pure red gold, but mixed with scarlet.

"Hullah..."

It was like a pouring rain of ink, and the figure of Yuanjun behind Jian Wushuang seemed to wake up, shaking off the raindrops on his black robe.

"A group of bug-like guys have only eaten their luck for so many years, before they have completely become the climate, they have gone astray. If this is the case, just stay here!"

As Yuanjun Zhenying's dull voice fell, the originally broken void began to be covered by patches of dark red tide.

Under this dark red tide, all the immortals only feel that the source of the immortal is throbbing, the force of the evolving has accelerated the circulation, and there is an uncontrollable agitation in the meridians.

"Boy, these bugs will be handed over to you. Only after all of them are wiped out will I recognize you."

This Yuanjun Zhenying, after releasing these dark red tides, exhausted all its energy, and then dispersed with the wind.

Seeing that all over the sky, the bitterness of Jian Wushuang's mouth flashed away, and then became extremely cold.

The next moment, facing the sky full of Immortals, he actually took the lead in taking the shot.

His body was shattered into the void, and two big palms directly covered him.

The few Yanxians who were trying to stop, even just started to use their power, their heads were shattered.

"Go together, slaughter for six days!"

The leader of the black robe Yanxian roared, and a long, narrow red wing shot out from his sleeve, twisting directly towards Jian Wushuang!

"Smugglers, Lao Tzu made you long eyes today!"

Di Qing shouted coldly, and at the same time millions of miles of void collapsed, and from a huge vortex, a giant claw surging with golden light descended!

With the arrival of this giant claw, the entire void was completely chaotic, all the order and rules of the heavens were all in disorder, and the infinite wind surged from the broken place.

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As Diqing joined the battle, the pressure on Jian Wushuang was also relieved.

He drew the sword up, and the invisible sword in his hand had also turned dark red due to the infiltration of killing intent.

A sword shattered a middle-aged fairy source, Jian Wushuang began to kill frantically.

In the realm of Yuanjun, he has fought Yuanjun non-stop for 1,500 years. For the remaining five hundred years, he only did one thing, one thing that had nothing to do with kendo.

He uses himself as a hammer and everything as a sword embryo, mechanically and repeatedly doing the most primitive sword drawing and slashing, completely abandoning any sword style.

And the reason why he did this was because of the truth that Ding Beichun, who had been in the sword sky, day after day, who had not known how many years he had built a sword, had learned.

From the avenue to the simplicity, it evolves to the complex.

　　

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