Legend of Swordsman

4178 Jian Wushuang?

In the void not far away, Water Sorcerer Ruler and the other two, who had already walked far away, could not help but turn back to take a look when they sensed the huge commotion.

As a result, the three of them were stunned by what they saw!

“Eh? Master, that…was it the Blood Sword that was receiving the Ninth Kalpa King’s palm?” Ruler Ran Gu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Water Sorcerer Ruler had a look of surprise on his face as well. he nodded and said in surprise, “It’s indeed our young friend, Blood Sword.”

“This guy…what do you want to do?” When Qingxi saw this, she couldn’t help but stomp her feet in worry and blame him.

Water Sorcerer Ruler shook his head with a wry smile. “Little friend Blood Sword, I think you’re unwilling to accept the fact that I’ve been defeated and can’t join the Ninth Kalpa King’s camp. You want to try it yourself.”

The three of them did not know whether they should say that Jian Wushuang was overestimating himself or that a newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger.

The three of them stopped in their tracks and decided to take a look. If Jian Wushuang was injured by the palm, they could save him.

…

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The giant palm pressed down inch by inch, twisting the void and shaking the entire mountain range.

As for Jian Wushuang, he still had no intention of making a move.

Three thousand feet…five hundred feet…

The giant palm was getting closer and closer to Jian Wushuang. The strong wind caused his black robe to flutter.

“What’s going on? Is this person here to play with this seat?” The Ninth Kalpa King frowned, and a touch of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

If this continued, Jian Wushuang would be crushed to death by the power of the palm.

200 feet…

The giant palm completely suppressed all the light above Jian Wushuang, as if a mass of thick and huge dark clouds had shrouded him.

“Is this little fellow here to seek death on purpose?”

“What is he doing?”

Some of the spectating Ultimate Rulers couldn’t help but shake their heads.

Water Sorcerer Ruler and the other two felt their hearts tighten.

“My young friend, what is he trying to do?” Water Sorcerer Ruler could not understand Jian Wushuang at all.

“Blood Sword, you bastard, run!” Qingxi said with an anxious expression.

Just as the giant palm was about to press down on Jian Wushuang’s head, the Ninth Kalpa King raised his arm and intended to disperse the power of the giant palm.

Jian Wushuang’s five well-defined fingers finally clenched slowly.

“It’s time to see how much I’ve improved in the past thousand years.” A faint smile appeared on Jian Wushuang’s face, which was covered by the huge hood.

The next moment!

He suddenly swung his sword!

Chi!

In an instant, a blood-red sword light shot out from the weeping Wu divine sword and soared into the sky!

This sword was fast to the extreme. Everyone did not even have time to see how this sword was slashed out. They only felt a blur before their eyes, and they saw that this blood-colored sword light had shockingly already cleaved onto that huge palm that covered the sky and the sun!

At this moment, with the wailing of gods and the chanting of Buddhas and demons, the blood-red sword light split the huge palm into two like a bolt of lightning that tore the dark night!

There was no resistance at all. like a knife cutting through tofu, the huge palm that covered the sky directly collapsed!

Chi chi chi.

The sky regained its light.

As for Jian Wushuang, he had already put away the divine sword Wu Qi.

What?!

This, how is this possible!!!

“He actually…one sword had destroyed the Ninth Kalpa King’s giant palm? I’m not seeing things, right?”

“What just happened?”

The spectating Ultimate Rulers were stunned at first, as if their brains had crashed. They could not react.

Then, they looked at Jian Wushuang with horror on their faces.

The palm strike that countless Ultimate Rulers had been unable to withstand despite using all their might had been defeated by a fourth-level Ruler with a single sword strike?

Countless people were dumbfounded. They were so shocked that their eyeballs were about to fall out.

Water Sorcerer Ruler and the other two spectating from off in the distance all had extremely interesting expressions on their faces.

“Senior, Senior Brother Ran Gu, pinch me to see if I’m hallucinating. The young girl Qingxi’s mouth was wide open, and her pretty face was full of disbelief.”

Ran Gu was not doing any better. His entire body was trembling as he muttered unconsciously, “How is that possible? He’s just a Ruler of the fourth level! Even master wasn’t able to take this blow, so how could he possibly?”

Water Sorcerer Ruler was completely stunned, and he stood there in a daze.

Was this still the humble little friend who smiled and said that he would let him take them along?

He could not help but smile bitterly.

He had previously said that he would let the Blood Sword join the Ninth Kalpa King’s camp by relying on him, but unexpectedly…

Water Sorcerer Ruler shook his head and let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart. “The future generations are formidable.”

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At the same time, the Ninth Kalpa King, who was standing in the void, had a divine light in his eyes that suddenly grew three inches.

He was all too familiar with this sword essence!

It was this sword essence that had defeated him in the trial arena!

However, if the black-robed man in front of him was really that person, that person should not be so strong, right?

And the aura that this black-robed man was giving off was completely different.

Thoughts flashed through the Ninth Kalpa King’s mind like lightning. He lowered his head and looked over with a complicated expression.

Under everyone’s gaze, Jian Wushuang raised his head and pushed down the wide hood on his head, gradually revealing a fair and delicate face.

“Ninth Kalpa King, long time no see.” Jian Wushuang smiled.

“Jian Wushuang, it’s you!” The Ninth Kalpa King’s body trembled, and a touch of disbelief gushed out of his eyes.

Then, he took a heavy step forward and stood in front of Jian Wushuang. He sized up Jian Wushuang and asked in surprise, “Jian Wushuang, where have you been in the past thousand years? And your aura, why did it completely change?”

“We’ll talk about this later.” Jian Wushuang smiled and shook his head. Then, he looked behind him and saw a figure rushing over.

Jian Wushuang!

Divine Marquis Qingfeng strode over and hugged Jian Wushuang. He laughed heartily and said, “Hahahaha, Jian Wushuang, I’m finally relieved to see that you’re fine.”

At this moment, the divine power in his body had recovered completely and it even seemed to have improved a little.

Divine Marquis Qingfeng looked at Jian Wushuang and said with a smile, “Jian Wushuang, do you still remember the promise we made a thousand years ago?”

Jian Wushuang nodded and replied with a smile, “How could I not remember?”

A thousand years ago, they were chased by Qing Xuzi. When they separated and escaped, they made a promise that if they could survive this time, they would drink and chat merrily when they met again.