Legend of Swordsman

4167 Recapturing

“You’re just pretending.”

The big man with pigtails snorted coldly, raised the giant hammer with both hands, and smashed it down on Jian Wushuang’s head, “Die!!” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.ɴet

The Heavenly Ruler and the Star Ruler could not help but sigh in their hearts when they saw this. The two of them were supposed to die without a doubt, but they did not expect that someone would die before them.

“How would a firefly dare to compete with the bright moon?”

The corners of ‘Jian Wushuang’s’ mouth curved into a cruel arc, and he laughed in a low voice, “That’s good. I’ll use your blood to bear witness to my name, Wushuang Sword Demon!”

Clang!

In an instant, ‘Jian Wushuang’ drew his sword and a sword essence that did not belong to Jian Wushuang burst out!

A demonic blood-like red light slashed out from the divine sword Wu Qi and struck the big man with pigtails.

At this moment, the eight people present seemed to hear the cries of a God and the mourning of the Heavenly Dao.

It was not Jian Wushuang’s power, but the power of the Tarot Divine Sword itself!

“This power! How is that possible?”

The big man with the pigtails roared in disbelief and raised his hammers to block. However, before he could finish his sentence, the red light suddenly cut through his body!

A strange scene happened. The big man with pigtails was not cut in two by the sword. Instead, his majestic body quickly shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the man with the pigtails had all his divine power sucked dry by the sword and turned into a dried corpse.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the big man’s divine body turned into countless pieces of dust, flying away with the wind.

With a single sword strike, the Ultimate Ruler was completely annihilated in body and soul!

“Hiss!”

When the seven people present saw this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air, their faces full of horror as if they had seen a ghost.

They looked at ‘Jian Wushuang’ in shock and saw that after ‘Jian Wushuang’ had sucked the divine power of the man with pigtails dry, his pale face suddenly turned red.

“What…what kind of monster is this?” The five members of the hunting team looked at each other and could see the raging waves in each other’s eyes.

They knew the strength of the big man with the pigtails very well. He was not an invincible Ultimate Ruler, but he was a genuine peak Ultimate Ruler!

But in the end, he had been killed by a Ruler of the fourth level with a single sword strike?

“Hehehehe, the taste of divine power is really delicious.”

‘Jian Wushuang’ let out a deep and grim smile. then, he looked at the remaining five Rulers of the hunting team again, and a touch of greed flashed in his eyes. “Come on, let’s be souls under my sword and witness the power of my name, Wushuang Sword Demon!”

Boom!

With a loud bang, the battle broke out!

If Jian Wushuang’s original body faced the five Ultimate Rulers at the same time, it would not be so easy to win. Unfortunately, they were now facing the Tarot Divine Sword that had intimidated the starry sky ten thousand years ago!

Even King Zhufeng’s team and the Taixu Divine Son, Qing Xuzi, had fallen at the hands of the Tarot Divine Sword. From this, one could see how powerful the Tarot Divine Sword was!

Waves of evil and overbearing power flowed out. The five Ultimate Rulers did not have much capital to fight back. They did not even have the chance to escape. In just a moment, the five Ultimate Rulers were all killed by ‘Jian Wushuang’.

‘Jian Wushuang’s’ face turned red, looking even more evil.

“There are still two little bugs.” Jian Wushuang bent his waist and slowly turned his head to look at the Star Ruler and the Heavenly Ruler. He stuck out his Scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth greedily.

“Before…senior, we have no intention of offending you!”

When the Star Ruler and the Heavenly Ruler saw this, a chill ran up their spines and up to their heads. Even their teeth were chattering in fear.

How could this be a Ruler of the fourth level?

Could a fourth-level chief Ruler kill an ultimate chief Ruler as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs?

“Unintentionally offended?”

‘Jian Wushuang’ sneered and walked toward the two of them.

A demonic and overbearing sword intent enveloped the area under their feet. The Star Ruler and the Heavenly Ruler could not even move their feet under this demonic and overbearing sword intent.

Just as ‘Jian Wushuang’ was about to stretch out his big hand and press on their heads…

All of a sudden!

Ah ah ah ah!!!!

‘Jian Wushuang’ suddenly covered his head. His facial features were extremely distorted and he roared in pain, “Impossible, how can you not be dead!!!”

In the depths of Jian Wushuang’s soul realm, his real consciousness slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, “Tarot, it’s time to return my body.”

At this moment, the Tarot sword’s spirit was aghast to find that he was gradually losing control of this body!

All the divine power in his body seemed to have betrayed him and he couldn’t use any of it!

Ah ah ah!!!!

‘Jian Wushuang’ clutched his head. His expression was twisted because of the pain, and his mouth emitted a terrifying sound wave that did not seem human.

“What’s going on?” The Star Ruler and the Heavenly Ruler shuddered upon seeing this, and they exchanged glances.

“Something must have happened to this monster. Don’t worry about him, let’s run!”

The two of them made a decision in an instant. Seeing that the demonic sword intent that was suppressing them was gradually weakening, they immediately took a heavy step forward and broke free from the restrictions. They quickly shot into the distance without looking back.

The sword spirit of Tarot, who was controlling ‘Jian Wushuang’s’ body, didn’t have the time to care about this. He knelt on the ground, scratched his face, and kept howling in pain, ” “No! i am the Tarot sword’s spirit! Jian Wushuang, you can’t kill me!”

‘Jian Wushuang’s’ face was filled with fear. He realized that his body was gradually losing control, and his consciousness was fading away at an extremely fast speed!

Jian Wushuang’s soul realm was like a battlefield where two armies were facing each other. on one side was Jian Wushuang’s consciousness, and on the other side was the Tarot sword spirit.

The sword spirit of Tarot, which had originally corroded more than half of Jian Wushuang’s soul, was quickly annihilated at the speed of the receding tide.

in his soul realm, the consciousness body that was condensed by Jian Wushuang’s consciousness said, “Sword spirit, you’re just a remnant of Supreme Tarot’s will that was attached to the Tarot sword after his death. Even if the real Supreme Tarot were here, it would be impossible for him to possess me.”

“I’ve already possessed you, and I’ve completely destroyed your soul. Why? Why didn’t you die?” In Jian Wushuang’s soul realm, there was a dark golden Demon Sword that was making a terrifying sound.

This was the Tarot sword’s spirit.

Jian Wushuang’s expression was calm. He naturally would not explain the unique immortal body of a perfect creature to him. He said indifferently, “Sword spirit, you should never have chosen to possess me. If you had completely absorbed my divine power back then, you might have really succeeded.

“Unfortunately, there are no ‘what ifs’ in this world, so…annihilate.”