Legend of Swordsman

4768 Vanquishing Immortal Source With a Finger

He did not stop Jian Wushuang’s plan. Instead, he wanted to see what he wanted to do.

As for Prince Mo’s safety, Di Qing could almost ignore it.

At the same time, the two Grand Yan Immortals joined forces and finally defeated Di Qing’s black crow celestial form.

The black Yan power dissipated, and the two Grand Yan Immortals, one tall and one strong, still stood calmly in their original positions, but their slightly heaving chests showed that they did not win easily.

Di Qing revealed a sneer, “If that’s all you’ve got, get lost, you overconfident guys.”

The two Grand Yan Immortals who had been silent finally spoke.

“We are not the ones who should get out of here. You should be the one getting out of here. If Zhen Wuyang finds out that there is someone who is close to the Emperor level in his Heavenly Domain, you will not be able to survive!”

Hearing this, Di Qing’s ferocious smile gradually froze, and his black and white eyes were filled with a strong killing intent.

“You all dare to threaten me?”

“So what? As long as you continue to fight, the Heavenly Court will definitely detect your existence, and Zhen Wuyang will definitely kill you!” the tall and thin Grand Yan Immortal took a step forward and said in a deep voice. “It’s not worth it to put yourself in danger for Prince Mo.”

“You can’t fight against the entire Heavenly Court by yourself.”

Di Qing’s face grew colder as he listened, “I hate threats the most. Since you are threatening me, you should be prepared to die in front of me.”

“Don’t worry. I promise I’ll kill you before Zhen Wuyang notices.”

With that, Di Qing reached out and picked up a long feather from his hair.

Then, a celestial form of a white crow that blotted out the sky gradually appeared.

Compared to the previous black crow, this white crow was even more brutal. Its four eyes shot out unparalleled beams of light.

“Inheritance!”

Di Qing shouted in a deep voice. He no longer intended to hold back and released the most brutal move, trying to destroy them directly.

The battle started again.

On the other side, Jian Wushuang got rid of Di Qing’s restraint and rushed to Prince Mo.

Prince Mo, who had intended to kill him, was so shocked that his soul almost left his body when he saw Jian Wushuang split half of the Celestial Prefecture. He stopped in mid-air, turned around, and returned to the Fusang Tree. New chapters are publɪshed on novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.ɴet

“You want to leave? Stay here!” Jian Wushuang shouted coldly and clenched his fist.

The space collapsed immediately. Prince Mo, who was flying, suddenly staggered and rolled out.

Jian Wushuang took advantage of the opening and caught up with him, suppressing him with one palm.

The mountain rocks that rose up from the ground pinned him under the Fusang Tree.

“Let me go!” Prince Mo shouted in panic. “I will give you whatever you want as long as you let me go.”

Jian Wushuang frowned and slapped him to shut him up.

Then, he reached out and touched Prince Mo’s chest.

However, he did not find what he was looking for. There was nothing in Prince Mo’s arms, not even half a piece of the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor.

“Where’s the thing I want?” Jian Wushuang suppressed his killing intent and said coldly.

Prince Mo’s eyes were filled with fear. “What kind of thing are you looking for? It’s really in my arms. I’ve never thrown it away.”

Jian Wushuang saw that he did not look like he was going to speak, so he started searching again.

However, the result was the same as before. He still could not find the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor.

“You lied to me?” Jian Wushuang’s face was cold, and his raised palm was already bursting with killing intent.

Prince Mo’s face was ashen. He clearly remembered that after he had picked up the jade bone armor, he had kept it in his arms and never lost it. How could it have disappeared?

Jian Wushuang did not intend to kill him. In this situation, he had not found what he needed, so he had to leave as soon as possible to avoid being affected.

Just as he was about to leave after giving Prince Mo a memorable lesson, a deep and cold voice rang out from behind him.

“Brat, go to hell!”

Di Qing appeared behind Jian Wushuang quietly.

Then, he stretched out a finger and pointed it at Jian Wushuang’s back.

Whizzz!

The black and white power of the finger blasted open his entire chest from his back without any resistance.

The divine blood, Yan power, and Immortal Source were all shattered at this moment.

Jian Wushuang’s pupils were dilated to the maximum. The indescribable pain and the blankness of his divine consciousness made him teetering and then he fell into the void.

Di Qing retracted his palm, a look of pity flashed across his face, and then he turned back.

The entire process was almost completed in a breath’s time. When Prince Mo came back to his senses, Jian Wushuang’s shattered body had already died.

“I’m fine, I’m fine…” he sat down under the Fusang Tree and mumbled to himself.

The entire Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture had turned into a complete mess. All the top cultivators and Yan Immortals who were not affected had left long ago.

As for the guards who were supposed to be the first to arrive, after seeing the terrifying scene of the Grand Yan Immortal’s battle, they all tacitly disappeared.

The entire Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture was located in the Northernmost Heavenly Region of the Great Si Region, which was quite a distance from the Heavenly Court.

Therefore, everything that was happening in the Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture did not affect the other Heavenly Regions.

…

On the broken ground that was still covered in black flames, there was a broken figure lying on the ground.

There was nothing in front of his stomach, it was replaced by a big hole, and his Immortal body was almost half broken.

With such injuries, any other Yan Immortal would have been dead.

However, if one looked closely, they would find that this figure, which should have been dead, was filled with the exuberant vitality of a living being.

His broken Immortal body was also repairing rapidly.

He had the Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body, even if the Immortal Source was broken and the power was scattered, as long as there was a will left, it was enough to be rebuilt.

At the same time, the injuries that would have killed any other Yan Immortal were not even serious injuries to Jian Wushuang.

With a slight movement of his fingers, his blank consciousness slowly recovered.

Although the Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body was constantly recovering, the severe pain after the injury still affected him.

Above the clouds, a huge battle was still happening. Extremely beautiful explosions were still happening.

Jian Wushuang lay on the ground, hoping to recover quickly.

At this moment, a pair of scarlet and white feet with silver bells attached to them quietly stepped on the ground that had been burned by the flames. It was as if the owner of the feet did not feel the heat at all.

The dress that was hanging on the ground was melting, revealing the skin of her legs.

Finally, the owner of the feet came to Jian Wushuang and slowly squatted down.

At the same time, an ancient object full of cracks was placed in front of him.