4723 Graceful



One of the Yan Immortals did not manage to retreat in time and was crushed into dust by the power of the Transcendence Heavenly Gate, his Immortal Source was shattered.

The intense battlefield immediately became empty. The ten Yan Immortals all looked at Jian Wushuang vigilantly.

The power of that mystical divine ability was so vast.

On the other side, Chen Qing was on a killing spree. Every attack was enough to severely injure several Yan Immortals who dared to rush forward.

However, even so, the Yan Immortals under the Young Emperor were still very tired.

20 against 40, how could they be a match?

Without the help of the three Emperors, Jian Wushuang could at most face several Yan Immortals without being defeated. However, there were more than 10 Yan Immortals surrounding him.

He alone had attracted a quarter of the firepower, and he was extremely depressed.

"Obediently hand over the head, and I can let you suffer less pain!" A powerful rippling force waterfall smashed towards Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang turned the sword in his hand and tore the attack apart. He smiled disdainfully and said, " do you think you can take my head? "

The Yan Immortal leader's expression turned serious. He waved his hands and a total of 11 Yan Immortals exerted their strength together. A ray of light that covered the sky pressed down with the force of the entire void.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn. He first used a force to block it and then stabbed forward with his sword.

The extinctive sword!

1 sword strike with the power of 100,000 swords strikes, breaking the surface with a single point!

Booom!!!

Tens of thousands of flowing lights shot up. Jian Wushuang held the long sword in his hand and advanced forward.

The light that covered the sky was split into two and quickly dissipated.

Jian Wushuang was not in a good state either. The combined attack of the 11 Yan Immortals was not something he could withstand. The surface of his skin seemed to be burning.

"Brother Jian, let me help you!" With a low growl, Chun Qiu controlled the eight-armed Arhat and charged forward. The eight giant arms followed Jian Wushuang and blasted into the sky-covering light.

Jian Wushuang felt his body relax and the light in front of him disappeared.

Chun Qiu came to him and said quickly, "Brother Jian, let's retreat. There are 40 Yan Immortals here. If we continue like this, we will definitely die!"

"I can't leave." Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. He had his own set of rules. If he left without a care, it would be a disaster for Chen Qing, the Young Emperor, and the others.

If they retreated without a fight, the first blow would be their morale.

No matter what, he could not retreat today.

Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand to block the huge power that was coming at him again. Then, he turned around and pushed Chun Qiu into the protective circle.

He was only at the Ancestor-level, even with the eight-armed Arhat, he could be killed by Yan Immortal's attack if he was not careful.

The only thing Jian Wushuang could do now was to try his best to protect him.

Yan Immortals were dying constantly. Such an existence could destroy the world with a wave of his hand, not to mention that there were nearly 60 Yan Immortals fighting.

The void was torn apart, and the nearby planes were also affected and collapsed.

Almost a hundred ancestor-level cultivators had been killed in the beginning, and the number of Yan Immortals brought by the Young Emperor was also decreasing rapidly.

The few of them were already arrows at the end of their flight. Even though Chen Qing's Yan power was at the peak, he was still weak in the face of so many Yan Immortals.

A wave of Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent burst out, barely blocking the group of Yan Immortals that pounced at him again. Jian Wushuang and the others were already surrounded.

At this point, there were only 8 Yan Immortals left beside the Young Emperor.

Chen Qing's right arm, which was holding the sword, was full of wounds, especially his right rib, where the scars were shocking.

These injuries caused by the same level of Yan Immortal would be very difficult to heal in a short period of time, which also meant that their combat strength would drop to a certain extent.

Looking at the remaining 25 or 26 Yan Immortals, Jian Wushuang and the others felt their hearts sink.

"Young Emperor, I'll stay behind to cover your retreat. You guys go back to the six heavens realm and don't go to the heaven court again. Cheng Qing said in a low voice, " only by living can I continue to fulfill my long-cherished wish.

"Brother Jian, I'll leave the Young Emperor's safety to you," he looked at Jian Wushuang and said.

Before Jian Wushuang could speak, the Young Emperor said coldly, "Chen Qing, when did I need you to make decisions for me?"

Chen Qing was anxious. "But Young Emperor, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave!"

"As the next emperor, I have to go to the Heavenly Court. Even if I die on the way, it can not be changed." The Young Emperor's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were filled with the will to die.

"Heh, a Successor Emperor, a piece of trash who can only cultivate and can't achieve Dao, dares to call himself a successor Emperor?" A feminine looking Yan Immortal sneered in disdain. Behind him, the 20 over Yan Immortals also started to laugh.

"Young Master, leave it to me." The skinny purple-robed man lowered his head slightly. When he took a step forward, he was pulled back by the Young Emperor.

"Let the trash he spoke of send him on his way." His voice was indifferent, but it carried a heavy sense of authority.

In the next moment, the battle resumed!

A Domain filled with darkness spread out and the Young Emperor seemed to have become a True Emperor who controlled an area.

"Whoever kills Prince Yan will be heavily rewarded!" The feminine Yan Immortal was not afraid. Instead, he smiled and charged at the Young Emperor like a ghost.

His sword pierced through one of the Yan Immortal's shoulder blades. Jian Wushuang shouted and the Yan power smashed forward.

The Extreme Darkness Heavenly Gate's terrifying power once again sealed it.

However, the Yan Immortals, who had already experienced how terrifying it was, joined forces to block it. Under Jian Wushuang's full-power attack, none of them were injured!

Jian Wushuang's heart sank, but he still raised the Invisible Sword and rushed forward.

All kinds of supreme Yan power and divine techniques bombarded his body, and even his indestructible divine body began to be injured.

The Young Emperor released his Domain and destroyed a Yan Immortal with a single strike, but he was immediately blocked by the other Yan Immortals.

Cheng Qing and the others were barely able to protect themselves.

Ghastly wounds began to appear on everyone's bodies.

Just as Jian Wushuang and the others were about to be completely surrounded and killed in this fierce battle, there was a sudden monstrous force in the boundless void.

Jian Wushuang pulled the Young Emperor in front of him almost subconsciously and retreated.

Clang!

A terrifying slash that could easily shatter the void seemed to be able to split the heavens and earth. The void within hundreds of millions of miles was torn apart by this strike.

Almost at the same time, a destructive slash came from nowhere.

More than ten Yan Immortals did not manage to dodge in time, their bodies turned into dust and their Immortal Sources disappeared.

This terrifying and graceful sword strike directly plowed out a ravine that was billions of miles long in the void!

Deathly silence, extreme deathly silence. All the surviving Yan Immortals were stunned at this moment.