Legend of Swordsman - #4912 - Chapter 4912
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Undying and Inextinguishable immortal physique has completely recovered, and the heavy damage that Nether Cloud can inflict on him is ultimately extremely limited, even far less than usual.
So Jian Wushuang was able to recover quickly.
After listening to the dead fairy’s head, Jian Wushuang asked again, “Can you tell me the specific location?”
“Of course, that ancient book should be right under you. I hope you can destroy it. This is the last thing I can tell.”
The dead fairy’s head gradually collapsed, eventually turning into a handful of flying ashes and disappearing.
Jian Wushuang slowly got up, he watched the scene in the air, and then recondense the invisible sword in his palm.
next moment, he thrust his sword towards the ground.
“hong long!”
The collapse from deep inside the earth resounded.
One sword and one hundred ten thousand zhang, the entire earth’s core under the abyss was dug broken by his sword!
Preparing to shoot the complexion big change of the dead sun with a palm, the next moment he went straight to Jian Wushuang and swept away.
“Want to leave? I will never make you feel better even if I die today!”
Shu Yang was covered in blood, holding a silver spear in front of You Yun.
“Trash thing, overestimate one’s capabilities!” You Yun was furious, and slapped him away.
But then, a tall and strong silhouette resembling a god peak stopped in front of him again, fiercely spat.
“Old beast, and grandfather this level too!”
You Yun was almost mad, facing Fengshan, he directly released endless Death Qi.
Fengshan and Shuyang only stopped him from counting the ten breaths time, but it was the ten breaths time that Jian Wushuang won.
Almost the entire center of the earth was dug up by Jian Wushuang. Under the deep and cold earth’s pole, a red light suddenly swept up, shining the entire Dao Field.
Youyun’s face was like dead ashes, and instantly rushed to the red light.
However, it was too late. Jian Wushuang reached into the red light and took out something.
“No, don’t!”
He was terrified, but he dared not step forward to First Step again.
When the red light dissipated completely, a dilapidated ancient book fell into Jian Wushuang’s hands.
“Reverse the death sutra.”
On this entire ancient book, there are only these four weird and strange fonts, apart from this, and nothing else.
“Give it back to me, I will let you go!” You Yun shouted in horror.
Jian Wushuang ignored him and opened the first page of the ancient book in his hand.
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red light circulates, a page of paintings engraved with an ugly Nether Soul picture comes into view.
“Youyun? Nether Soul? Will he be the Nether Soul on the first page?” he thought.
However, You Yun couldn’t wait any longer, he rushed directly to Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang didn’t hesitate anymore, he reached out his hand and tore off the first page of the “Death Sutra”.
“Damn you!” You Yun was completely desperate, and his whole figure was instantly shattered and clean, leaving no trace.
At the same time, the endless Death Qi began to dissipate, and the entire Dao Field began to collapse.
Youyun’s sudden death on the spot is simply unthinkable to the extreme.
Everything happened so fast that even Jian Wushuang couldn’t believe it.
He just tore off the first page of this “Reversed Death Sutra”, and a Dayan Immortal died like this?
Jian Wushuang soon came back to his senses, looking at the page that was torn off by him, only to realize that it had become a piece of yellow paper.
Everything reversed too quickly. Youyun died suddenly on the spot, and the Death Qi that supported this Dao Field also dissipated, and could no longer stay in the earth for a long time.
Too late to think about what happened, Jian Wushuang directly stuffed the ancient book into his arms, and then urged Fengshan to leave.
“My lord, what should this guy do?” Fengshan wiped the nosebleed off his face and pointed to the almost non-human-shaped Sun on the ground.
Jian Wushuang not at all speak, saving this guy is equivalent to saving an enemy.
But he not at all hesitated too much, directly released Yanli to wrap it up, and then soared out of the abyss together.
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The endless Death Qi has dissipated, and the incomparable sky dome of Chaos has returned to its original color.
It’s just that the earth is still yellow and dry, and it may take a long time to recover.
As a Dao Field of Dayan Immortal, this universe is covered with bones, and there are countless Dingxiu and Immortal Fallen here.
Jian Wushuang originally planned to destroy this heaven directly, but after thinking about it, he didn’t do anything.
The clouds have completely fallen, and there is no possibility of recovery.
The energy contained in the “Reverse Death Sutra” is probably beyond imagination.
Jian Wushuang does not intend to study immediately, he has more important things to do.
Standing on the sky, the sun has almost recovered at this moment.
Facing Jian Wushuang, he arched his hands heavily, “many thanks life-saving grace, Shuyang will never forget.”
Jian Wushuang waved his hand, “How is your recovery?”
Shuyang said, “It’s not bad, I have the power to protect myself.”
“Can you return to your own heaven?”
Shuyang hearing this, did not answer, and said after a while, “Shuyang has been defeated, and he no longer has the face to attack the six-day realm, he will immediately return to his own heaven and no longer set foot for six days.”
“But before that, I will return to the six-day realm with you once, recall my subordinates, Yanxian, and no longer participate in this war.”
Jian Wushuang looked towards him, somewhat puzzled.
Shu Yang smiled bitterly, “The reason why I did this is actually to redeem some losses. I now understand a little bit. With you, the six-day realm may be difficult to be destroyed.”
hearing this, he clicked nodded, “Yes, after you follow me to the battlefield, I will recall your subordinates and leave immediately. I will not stop them.”
Shuyang was nodded, and then he seemed to have made some kind of decision, and tentatively asked, “Can you tell me, your name?”
After blurting out this sentence, Shu Yang soon regretted it. You must know that the relationship between them is the enemy, so asking names directly is a manifestation of ulterior motives.
But Jian Wushuang doesn’t care about it, “Just call me Wu Shuang, this is my name taboo.”
“Wu Shuang.” Shu Yang repeated it in his heart, and then solemnly bowed his hands, “Brother Wu, I have written it down. If we meet again in the future, I will definitely invite you to drink.”
Jian Wushuang waved his hand again, “No need to swig, I just hope to see you next time, not on the battlefield.”