Chapter 4876? The Way of Killing

The wisps of blood were like mountain ravines, surging in his naked upper body, and it seemed that 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 needed to explode out completely.

The uncontrollable scorching heat seemed to completely burn his immortal body.

And the figure behind him that looks like the peak of the gods is a true shadow of Yuan Jun, completely attached to the back of Jian Wushuang.

When the Tianhe phenomenon disappeared, the hundreds of Yanxian were still in shock, looking ahead with lingering fears.

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

As early as when the Yanxian army attacked the Six Heavens Realm, Jian Wushuang, who was in the third Heaven Realm of the next three days, was vaguely aware of it, but because he was in the inheritance domain of Yuanjun, the passage of time was different. Induction is minimal.

If it wasn't for Chunqiu's voice, Jian Wushuang would not wake up until the third day domain was destroyed.

"Since you're out, it's easy to deal with. Shall we escape or fight?" Di Qing looked at him, inexplicably belligerent in his heart.

"Of course I'll fight back." Looking at Yanxian Man Tian, ​​Jian Wu had no fear in his eyes, and even transported Yan Li to the peak.

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

And all of this stems from the inheritance of Yuan Jun.

Although he entered the Yuanjun Domain for less than a month, the passage of time inside is completely different from that of the outside world. Jian Wushuang once roughly calculated that one day is worth at least a hundred years in the outside world.

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

Two thousand years of constant battles turned the karmic slaughter in his body in the Sand Demon Cave into complete blood.

Yuan Jun stopped killing with battle, and promoted the position of Dayan Xian with endless killing. His Tao is simple and pure, with only the word "kill".

And he handed it over to Jian Wushuang, which 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.

Diqing, Chunqiu, Cui Jing and the others were no longer ready to flee, they all followed behind him, facing the sky full of immortals without any fear.

Under Dayan Immortal, Jian Wushuang was invincible.

Between the eyebrows, a seven-star galaxy slowly flows, and the true shadow of no self blesses him.

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

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

Jian Wushuang stepped forward abruptly, stretched out his right palm, faced Yanxian who was flying towards him, pointed his finger like a sword, and slashed down lightly.

A scarlet sword glow rose a million feet in the face of the storm, cutting the void in half, frantically shattering.

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

But this scarlet sword glow is too vast and grand, and even the rules of heaven are easily shattered, and the ripples in the void brought them together in an instant.

"Pfft..."

A total of thirteen immortals, under the scarlet sword light of a million feet, the immortal body shattered and exploded into a cloud of blood.

With one sword slash, the Thirteen Immortals were easily wiped out. Such a shocking scene once again shocked the Heavenly Immortals.

They can't believe it at all. This guy is just the peak of Yanxian, how can he kill Yanxian dozens of times more than him with one blow? !

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

He felt that Jian Wushuang's changes seemed to be a little too fast.

From the time he first met in Xianzhou of Northern Heaven, he was just a slightly brilliant Yanxian, until he strayed into the former heaven, fought in the heavens, and stepped on the fairyland. After this series of things, he seemed to have completely transformed into a growth.

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

This slashed sword used the hand as the sword, but it still released ten percent of the power.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's kendo and sword intent were unknowingly infused with the way of killing, becoming bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.

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

"Hurrah..."

It was like a rain of ink was pouring down, and the figure of Yuan Jun behind Jian Wushuang seemed to be awake, shaking off the raindrops on his black robe.

"A group of bug-like guys have only had luck for so many years, and they have gone astray before they have fully grown into the weather. If that's the case, just stay here!"

As Yuan Jun Zhenying's dull voice fell, the originally broken void began to be covered by dark red tides.

Under this dark red tide, all Yanxian only felt the immortal source throbbing, the force of the energy accelerated, and there was an uncontrollable agitation in the meridians.

"Boy, these bed bugs will be handed over to you. After they are all wiped out, I will recognize you."

After releasing these dark red tides, all the energy of this real shadow of Yuanjun was exhausted, and then dissipated with the wind.

Looking at the sky, the bitterness at the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth flashed away, and then it became extremely cold.

The next moment, facing Yanxian who was filling the sky, he actually took the lead.

The figure shattered into the void, and two large palms directly covered it.

The heads of the few Yanxians who were trying to block them were smashed to pieces even just after they started to run Yanli.

"All together, slaughter for six days!"

Yanxian, the leader in black robe, roared loudly, and a long and narrow red ying burst out from his sleeve, directly twisting towards Jian Wushuang!

"Fucks, I will let you grow your eyes today too!"

Di Qing shouted in a cold voice, and at the same time, all the millions of miles of void collapsed, and from a huge eddy current, a giant claw surging with golden light descended!

With the advent of the giant claws, the entire void was completely in chaos, all the rules of the heavenly order were in chaos, and the endless wind surged from the broken place.

Each piece of golden scales is extremely clear with giant claws, grasping it ruthlessly down, if Yanxian can't dodge in time, the source of spirit and immortals will be destroyed!

With Di Qing joining the battle, the pressure on Jian Wushuang also eased.

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

A sword shattered the immortal source of a middle-aged Yanxian, and Jian Wushuang began to slaughter frantically.

In the field of Yuanjun, he fought against Yuanjun non-stop for fifteen hundred years, and for the remaining five hundred years, he only did one thing, one thing that had nothing to do with kendo.

He used 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 Jiantian, day after day, did not know how many years he had been casting his sword.

The avenue is to simplicity, and it is derived to multiplication.

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