Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 4915
4915 400 Immortals With One Sword Strike
It was an incomprehensible strike, an unstoppable strike.
It was a sword strike that could destroy the Heavenly Dao and no Immortal could resist.
The power that was emitted from that sword strike even caused all the Yan Immortals who participated in that battle to have a misconception.
Even an Emperor would find it difficult to escape unscathed from that sword strike.
That sword strike was so shocking that it made the Immortal Lord of the Nine Heavens, Chang Duoling, despair and die.
It had even become the nightmare in the depths of the hearts of those who had escaped the battlefield.
The sword strike that had surpassed the knowledge of every Yan Immortal and even Grand Yan Immortal… It was about to arrive once again!
Wushuang Sword Dao.
Star River Lake Ocean Sword Intent, third move.
Lake.
This was the most magnificent sword move and its birth was far beyond Jian Wushuang’s expectations.
There wasn’t even a single framework that could completely restrain it. The entire Wushuang Sword Dao had reached an insurmountable height because of this Sword Intent.
…
A heavenly gate that illuminated the void for billions of miles slowly appeared.
This could no longer be described as magnificent. Even the power of the Grand Yan Immortal was like a firefly competing with the bright moon under the Heavenly Gate.
This magnificent gate was made of endless Sword Intent, and it was extremely pure.
In the next moment, the Heavenly Gate that seemed to have been sealed for countless years slowly opened. A quiet lake that seemed to have been sealed for countless years flowed out.
Jian Wushuang held the Invisible Sword and stepped into the gate!
The lake flowed in the void like a clear spring. The sun, moon, and stars were born in it.
All the Yan Immortals who saw this scene were furious. No matter how crazy they were, no matter how desperate they were, they could still feel that extremely terrifying aura.
Even the elderly Grand Yan Immortal who was at the outermost perimeter had his eyes wide open at this moment. His murky eyes were filled with terror and disbelief.
Even he did not know how to describe this sword move.
The radiance from the Heavenly Gate was extremely resplendent. When it bloomed like a great sun, a true shadow walked out.
It was a True Shadow forged from pure Sword Intent. The radiance of his Sword Intent was so brilliant that it eclipsed everything else.
He led the sword with his hand and arrived from the Heavenly Gate!
Even the Heavenly Dao was prostrating at his feet!
This sword had even surpassed the knowledge of the old Grand Yan Immortal.
This was supposed to be just a sword move of the legends, but it was actually materialized?!
At this moment when the light was extremely bright, the old Grand Yan Immortal finally thought of a phrase to describe it.
This strike was like the rage of an Emperor!
It was so huge that it seemed to be made of the Heavenly River. It cut through the void and destroyed the Heavenly Dao.
All tangible objects were completely turned into dust at this moment.
The void had entered the deepest level of collapse. Even the uncontrollable void gales were torn apart.
With the giant sword as the center, the void was torn apart and formed a violent vortex, crazily swallowing everything. Even the Yan power could not escape.
Under this sword move, even the other Heavenly Regions billions of miles away were affected. They all began to shatter and be destroyed.
The 400-plus Yan Immortals that walked out of the Immortal Array Formation were all killed by this sword strike. Not a single one of them could escape.
A single sword strike had killed 400 Immortals!
The old Grand Yan Immortal had long been scared out of his wits. He had even fled with all his might the moment those 400 Yan Immortals were annihilated.
But could he escape?
The void battleground had gone out of control. All the Heavenly Regions outside the Six Heavens Realm had been destroyed and turned into dust.
Originally, the Six Heaven Realm could not avoid being killed by this sword strike. However, Di Qing woke up and used his damaged True Life to block Jian Wushuang’s sword strike.
Di Qing, who was a Nine Revolutions Grand Immortal and had walked out of the era when Zhen Wuyang proclaimed himself Emperor, felt a throb in the depths of his heart when he saw Jian Wushuang and his sword strike.
This sword strike had even threatened him.
Di Qing endured the dizziness in his head and looked at the True Shadow that made the Heavenly Dao prostrate under his feet. His eyes became clearer and brighter.
This sword strike lasted for quite a long time.
When the Wushuang Sword Intent turned into a lake and returned to the Heavenly Gate, the True Shadow standing in the void slowly opened its eyes.
Everything turned to dust as far as the eye could see, including the Heavenly Dao.
Even the void had turned into the most primitive state of chaos, filled with indescribable silence.
At this moment, there were only a dozen Yan Immortals and a thousand peak cultivators left in the void battleground.
Without exception, their eyes were lifeless as they looked ahead in a daze, as if they had not recovered from the scene just now.
The 400-plus Yan Immortal army had been completely crushed into dust, not even a single Immortal Source or Immortal bone was left behind, as if they had never appeared.
Opposite Jian Wushuang, there was only a lonely figure.
At this moment, there was only fear in his turbid eyes, as if he had just survived a disaster.
“A-all dead?”
The elderly Grand Yan Immortal muttered. Following that, a wisp of divine blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.
He tried his best to escape, but in the end, he was still a step too late and suffered the most serious injuries.
It had been many years since he had tasted the feeling of being severely injured. Now, he had truly tasted it again.
He even believed that if he had not avoided in time, his Immortal body would have shattered and his Immortal source would have been destroyed.
The power of the sword strike terrified him.
At the same time, the old Grand Yan Immortal was puzzled.
How could a puny little Yan Immortal release such a sword move that was like the rage of an Emperor?
Slowly moving forward, Jian Wushuang, who was standing with his hands behind his back, finally arrived in front of him.
The old Grand Yan Immortal raised his head and looked at him with uncertainty in his eyes. Finally, he said, “I heard earlier that there was a Yan Immortal in the Six Heavens who killed the Immortal Lord of the Nine Heavens, Chang Duoling, by himself. Was it you?”
“It’s me.”
Jian Wushuang nodded. He did not plan to hide it because he would not let him leave alive.
“Was the Sword Intent you used to kill Chang Duoling this time?”
“That’s right.”
After the old Grand Yan Immortal obtained this answer, his expression changed a few times before he finally said desolately, “I originally thought that the rumor was nonsense. Now, it seems that Chang Duoling was indeed killed by you.”
“To be able to die under that sword strike, his death was not in vain.”
“One last question. Did you create this sword strike, or did you receive the inheritance of a certain Emperor?” he asked, his eyes solemn.
Jian Wushuang looked at him and said calmly, “I created it. I didn’t receive any inheritance.”
The old Grand Yan Immortal trembled, his murky pupils also became somewhat bright at this moment.
