Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4937 - 4937 All Fallen

4937 All Fallen

Jian Wushuang smiled devilishly again. “You want to leave? It’s too late!”

His body was like a bloodthirsty sword as he rushed forward!

A scarlet crack was torn open in the sky.

“Split up and go to the center!” the short Grand Yan Immortal with a calm face shouted. Then, the three Grand Yan Immortals split up.

Three streaks of light flew in three different directions.

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly and disappeared.

A million miles in an instant. The Grand Yan Immortal who was running wildly turned his head to look. When he realized that there was no one chasing him, he let out a long sigh.

The scene just now was too shocking. Killing a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal by himself was too unbelievable and terrifying.

Even their big brother had been killed. If they did not escape, they would probably end up in an extremely miserable state.

The old Grand Yan Immortal thought so, but he soon realized that his body could not move, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

” H-how is this possible?! ”

In the next moment, a figure with a biting cold killing intent quietly appeared behind him. He looked at him with a smile that was not a smile and then stretched out his hand to touch his back.

Swish…

A soft sound rang out as divine blood gushed out from the chest of the Grand Yan Immortal elder, sprinkling down to the Nine Heavens.

“No, impossible, I’m a Grand Yan Immortal, how could I die? I’ve endured countless years. How can I die now?”

This was the last thought that echoed in his mind. As the Immortal Source shattered, he followed in the footsteps of the tall Grand Yan Immortal, turning into a pile of bones.

“Second Brother!”

Two voices rang out in shock. The two Grand Yan Immortals who had been frantically running away stopped in their tracks as they looked at this scene with their eyes wide open.

Jian Wushuang threw away the Immortal Corpse in his hand as if he was throwing trash and looked at them with bloodshot eyes.

After killing the two Grand Yan Immortals, he realized that the Grand Yan Immortals on this island were nearly twice as weak as the real Grand Yan Immortals.

A Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal only had the strength of a Grand Yan Immortal at the initial stage.

Jian Wushuang did not know why this was the case, but it undoubtedly increased his chances of winning. It allowed him to face any Grand Yan Immortal with ease.

After killing another Grand Yan Immortal, he did not intend to let the remaining two Grand Yan Immortals go.

Furthermore, the two Grand Yan Immortals did not escape. Instead, they charged at Jian Wushuang furiously.

Heaven and earth shook, and the entire grayish-white land beneath him was once again split apart by the impact.

Facing the attacks of the two Grand Yan Immortals, Jian Wushuang was still undefeated even though it was a little strenuous.

The Invisible Sword in his hand had already turned scarlet. Wherever the blade passed, it plowed a deep gully in the ground.

The two short Grand Yan Immortals were in a difficult position. They thought that they could kill Jian Wushuang with their strength, but they were unable to move him at all.

The destruction caused by the Invisible Sword that carried the intent of slaughter was terrifying. Every Sword Qi that was slashed out was enough to split the earth.

Moreover, Jian Wushuang swung his sword at an extremely fast speed. Every sword strike carried 36,000 Sword Intents.

“Ah!”

One of the Grand Yan Immortals cried out in shock. His entire left arm was chopped off by the sword intent and turned into fine powder.

“Retreat quickly!” the other Grand Yan Immortal with a mustache exclaimed before turning around to flee.

But what welcomed him was a merciless sword strike.

Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Ocean Sword Intent, second move.

River.

A million Sword Intents suddenly descended, like a river in the sky, directly tearing through the void and surging out.

Jian Wushuang stood at the head of the Sword River tide and faced the two fleeing Grand Yan Immortals. He casually threw the sword in his hand.

The invisible sword fell into the air and instantly disintegrated into countless Sword Intents. Each Sword Intent carried endless killing intent.

The dim sky was dyed red.

Looking at the boundless Sword Intent that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, the two Grand Yan Immortals’ faces turned ashen. Then, they were trapped by the Sword Intents.

Clouds of blood mist exploded in the sky, and the millions of Sword Intents finally dissipated.

At this point, the four Grand Yan Immortals had all fallen at Jian Wushuang’s hands.

As the Slaughter Dao retreated, Jian Wushuang, who was standing in the air, lost his balance and almost fell down.

He forcefully supported his body and quickly took out a few Emperor-grade pills from his bosom before stuffing them into his mouth.

The Slaughter Dao was so overbearing that even Jian Wushuang’s body was almost completely exhausted.

If he did not carry nearly a thousand Emperor-grade pills with him, he would definitely not have released the Slaughter Dao so easily.

After swallowing the pill and recovering 90 percent of his body, Jian Wushuang was ready to leave.

The battle with the four Grand Yan Immortals was too earth-shattering. It was likely that other Grand Yan Immortals would come over soon after hearing the news.

If he did not leave in time, he would probably get himself burned.

As if to confirm Jian Wushuang’s thoughts, when he was about to leave, a series of swift air-breaking sounds flew over from all directions.

A stream of light like the sun and stars quickly appeared with endless power.

At this moment, the old man lying on the ground revealed his head and said in horror, “Sir, you should quickly escape. That guard is here. You can’t be caught!”

Jian Wushuang knew that things were not looking good. He suddenly stopped and rushed forward.

However, no matter how fast he was, he could not outrun the encirclement of over ten Grand Yan Immortals.

After dozens of breaths, ten figures appeared. Ten Grand Yan Immortals surrounded Jian Wushuang from every direction.

They were all wearing loose black robes, and even their faces were hidden under the black robes. They were extremely mysterious.

Even so, Jian Wushuang instantly sensed that the lowest realm of each black-robed man was a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal.

The black-robed leader waved his hand, and a pitch-black bone whip that was dozens of feet long appeared in his hand.

The dark bone whip was like the spine of a giant beast. It was full of barbs. With the support of the Yan power, it looked extremely ferocious.

Most likely, a normal Yan Immortal would die from a single strike of that whip.

“Those who destroy the Heavenly Continent will be destroyed immediately.”

A deep voice rang out from under the black robe.

In the next moment, the leader of the black-robed men did not say another word. He raised the black bone whip in his hand and lashed it at Jian Wushuang.

The bone whip expanded to a thousand feet in the wind, and it roared like a dragon.

His heart suddenly froze. If this whip was really lashed, he would probably lose more than half of his combat strength on the spot.

Jian Wushuang did not dare to be careless. He retreated a thousand feet and waved his hand to release the Immortal Style.

A divine mountain appeared in the void without any warning and blocked the bone whip.

However, it only blocked for a moment before the dark bone whip broke through the divine mountain and pounced at Jian Wushuang as if it had its own intelligence.