Chapter 1885 Power of One Strike

? "Humph!"

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, and the Xuefeng sword in his hand let out a shrill roar.

The sword light cut out instantly, carrying the vast power of reincarnation, this sword is the sixth form of reincarnation swordsmanship!

It is also the most powerful sword among the reincarnation swordsmanship created by Jian Wushuang.

Under the urging of Jian Wushuang's tyrannical divine power and blood power, the power of this sword is extremely terrifying.

Clang!

There was a sound like metal impact, and Jian Wushuang's figure still retreated a few steps and came out.

But on the way he retreated, boom~~~ majestic blood aura spread, Jian Wushuang's figure skyrocketed, and his whole body immediately turned into black jade. At the same time, heads and arms stretched out from his body .

The body of the ancient clan was revealed, with seven heads and fourteen arms, and Jian Wushuang's combat power reached its peak in an instant.

"kill!"

The four Hongjun golden swords attacked again, and at the same time, the tyrannical sword intent swept across. Jian Wushuang, holding a long sword in each of his fourteen arms, also shot out.

The black-clothed boatman showed no fear at all, and cut out black blades one after another.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

Only the sound of fierce confrontation resounded through the void. Jian Wushuang had already fully demonstrated his swordsmanship and close-quarters fighting ability, and then cooperated with Hongjun Jinjian to attack madly.

But even so, the black-clothed boatman still seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

"Sword Sovereign, compared to when you fought against the Wuluo Palace Master of Jiuyou Palace thousands of years ago, your swordsmanship has improved a lot." The black-clothed boatman smiled, and suddenly his figure changed strangely.

As if refracted by a mirror, jumping and appearing in three different voids one after another, Jian Wushuang swept across his consciousness, and when he re-locked on the black-clothed boatman, the latter had already appeared beside him.

And that black blade slashed at him again, it was as dark as ever, and its power was overwhelming.

Peng!

Jian Wushuang was sent flying again.

After standing still,

Jian Wushuang stared at the black-clothed boatman with icy eyes, his expression extremely serious.

"This man is so strong!"

Strong, really strong!

You know, thousands of years ago, Jian Wushuang relied on his ability to fight at close quarters and combined with the Hongjun Golden Sword, so he could compete head-on with Fairy Luo, who was ranked 21st in the Supreme Rank of Heaven and Earth, without losing the wind. After thousands of years of practice, Jian Wushuang has greatly improved in the way of swordsmanship, and his overall strength has also improved a lot.

He is stronger now than he was a thousand years ago.

But in the end, he shot with all his strength, exerting his swordsmanship, close combat ability, and Hongjun golden sword to the extreme, but in the end he was still at a disadvantage.

"Who is this black-clothed boatman?" Jian Wushuang murmured.

What is certain is that this black-clothed boatman is not a great emperor, but also just a strong god emperor.

However, among the god emperors on the Heaven and Earth Supreme List, there is obviously no number one figure like him, but his strength can definitely be ranked in the top three among the many god emperors on the Heaven and Earth Supreme List, even second only to the Underworld God. If the gray mist had not been forcibly dispersed by Jian Wushuang relying on his majestic divine power, even if the black-clothed boatman encountered the god of the underworld, he would probably be able to fight head-on with the help of the gray mist!

This is definitely a terrifying existence.

"It doesn't exist on the Heaven and Earth Supreme Rank, could it be someone from the Blood Fiend Sect or the Netherworld Palace?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but ask.

The Blood Evil Sect and Netherworld Palace exist in the darkness, and their strong men hardly show their faces, so even the Holy League doesn't know much about the strong men in these two dark forces.

If the black-clothed boatman in front of him is from the Blood Fiend Sect or from the Underworld Palace, it is quite possible.

At this moment, the eyes of the black-clothed boatman had already looked towards Jian Wushuang.

"The famous Sword Sovereign is indeed not weak. It seems that even if it is an old man, if he wants to kill you, he will have to pay some price."

While speaking, the black-clothed boatman turned his hand abruptly and took out a strange black bead.

Seeing this black bead, Jian Wushuang's heart twitched violently.

But the black-clothed boatman had already crushed the black bead, and when the bead was broken, a dark energy that frightened even Jian Wushuang rose up, but this dark energy was controlled by the black-clothed boatman Everything gathered on the black blade in his hand.

"Die!"

The boatman in black made his move.

The black blade is just a straight wave.

In an instant, boundless darkness filled the entire world, and in this boundless darkness, a bright dim light illuminated everything.

This dim light is too bright.

It is definitely the brightest light that Jian Wushuang has seen so far.

And its speed is incredible.

As soon as he cut it out, he had already appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, and there was no chance for Jian Wushuang to use the Baji Mountain to resist it.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's complexion also turned red, four of his fourteen arms surged with surging divine power, and the four long swords were swung at the same time.

Four towering sword shadows collided head-on with the gloomy light.

With a bang, a huge force was transmitted to stand up, and almost instantly, the four long swords in Jian Wushuang's four arms were directly thrown out.

And that gloomy light continued to strike Jian Wushuang's body unabated.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Jian Wushuang's mouth, and Jian Wushuang's figure immediately retreated hundreds of thousands of miles away, and it took a long time to regain his footing.

After standing still, Jian Wushuang raised his head suddenly, "A blow from the emperor?"

There is no doubt that the power of that gloomy light just now has already surpassed the scope of a god emperor.

It must have reached the level of the Great Emperor, which is equivalent to the power of the Great Emperor's blow.

In this way, it is possible to continue to use the sword without double injuries while shaking the sword without the long sword in both hands.

But the black-clothed boatman narrowed his eyes slightly, "You didn't die?"

The power of the emperor's blow is enough to easily kill the god emperor, this is absolute.

On the Heaven and Earth Supreme Rank, among the many god emperors, there are only two who can block the power of the great emperor's blow without dying.

But now, Jian Wushuang has done it.

"It seems that the battle armor on your body is not just as simple as an ordinary Chaos Divine Treasure." The black-clothed boatman glanced at the crimson battle armor on Jian Wushuang's body.

He knew that the reason why Jian Wushuang was able to block the Emperor's blow without dying was because of this armor.

In this regard, Jian Wushuang himself admitted.

Although his own divine body is comparable to that of a god emperor, and because of the blood of the ancient race, his divine body is quite good, but it is impossible to block the blow of the great emperor just now with his own body protection ability alone. However, he has Five Treasure Armor!

As the only treasure left to him by Wuhun, the powerful ancient tribe in ancient times, even though it has been damaged, its ability to protect the body is still amazingly strong. The power of the great emperor's blow just now has been weakened after passing through the five-treasure armor. More than 90% of it, the rest is only a small part of the power, so naturally it can't kill him.

"Even the emperor can't kill you with one blow, it seems that the old man can't do anything to you."

"Sword Sovereign, this time is considered lucky, let's meet again next time."

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed boatman had already drifted into the distant void.

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