4921 Blue Feather Bell



Seeing that his safety was guaranteed, Prince Yu let out a long breath and looked at him with a sinister smile.

"How funny. Not only did you not escape, but you also walked into a trap?"

"Tell me, what benefits did Prince Yan give you to protect him?"

Jian Wushuang did not say anything. Apparently, he was too lazy to reply.

Prince Yu seemed to feel that he was being looked down upon, so he was a little angry. However, he quickly calmed down.

"No matter what Prince Yan has given you, I will give you more. As long as you stay by my side, how about it?"

"Prince Yan is definitely not a good person. He can even kill his own brother. Think about it, if you follow him, will you have a good ending?"

"Instead of following him, why don't you follow me? I promise you that I'll give you whatever you want," Prince Yu said slowly with a proud look in his eyes.

In the next moment, what responded to him was an extremely sharp Sword Intent.

He was shocked and hurriedly changed his body, but he was still a step too late. The incomparably sharp Sword Intent directly left a deep wound on his cheek.

The divine blood kept dripping, staining his golden armor.

"Damned thing, you actually dare to hurt me?!"

Prince Yu was extremely furious. He allowed the blood on his face to drip as he raised his sword, "All Yan Immortals, kill him at all costs!"

The overwhelming Yan Immortal pressed down, vast and mighty Yan power surged down.

Jian Wushuang stood still and used his hand to guide the sword. He tried to release the Wushuang Sword Dao again despite the exhaustion of his Yan power.

Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Ocean Sword Intent, second move.

River.

The celestial river of his Sword Dao that came out of nowhere shattered the void and surged out from every crack. Then, it gathered into a line and crazily pounced on every Yan Immortal.

When all the Yan Immortals saw this scene, they were all shocked. They could naturally feel the majestic power contained within this Sword River.

Those who had foresight retreated nearly 30,000 meters, but those who wanted to resist were crushed into pieces by the Sword River, they didn't even make a sound!

Under this sword, another 20 or so Yan Immortals died.

In just these few exchanges, the number of Yan Immortals that Prince Yu brought with him was less than 50.

Cold sweat poured out from his temples. He finally understood why the Yan Immortal he had sent over had disappeared.

Jian Wushuang was very strong!

Although he was at the peak of the Yan Immortal stage, he could easily kill another Yan Immortal without using any strength.

"Could it be that he really killed Chang Duoling?" Prince Yu's pupils shrank. He was starting to regret coming to this mess.

Looking at the river of Sword Dao that was still erupting, more and more Yan Immortals died.

Prince Yu's expression was uncertain, and finally, his valiant face showed some ruthlessness.

Then, he reached out and touched his waist. A bronze bell the size of a wine cup appeared in his hand.

With the appearance of the bronze bell, the Yan power in the surrounding void quieted down, showing a strange dark green color.

Around the bronze bell, dark green crystals were condensing, as if they were alive.

Looking at the bell that was exposed in the air, Prince Yu felt a pang in his heart.

"Blue Feather Bell, for the last time, I hope you can kill all the enemies in front of me for me."

He muttered to himself, then gritted his teeth and threw the bronze bell in his hand into the void.

In the next moment, the bronze bell expanded with the wind and formed a terrifying cauldron that could cover thousands of Heavenly Regions in an instant!

This scene was too shocking. With the appearance of the bell cauldron, it was as if the boundless void was encompassed by it.

The appearance of this ancient-looking bell called Blue Feather Bell caused all the Yan Immortals to tremble. The already broken Heavenly Dao could not withstand the pressure and shattered.

Jian Wushuang, who was in the center, felt an unimaginable life-and-death crisis looming over him. He almost did not think twice and prepared to escape.

However, the ancient bell was too vast. The Heavenly Region it covered was almost unimaginable, so Jian Wushuang had no chance of escaping.

He was ready to escape at all costs, but he felt that the Yan power around him had turned into a puddle of stagnant water, trapping him in it and making him unable to move.

Cold sweat dripped from Jian Wushuang's temples. He could feel the aura that was restraining him. It was the Heavenly Dao.

It was a very ancient Heavenly Dao that did not belong to this era. It was an extremely old and terrifying law.

Jian Wushuang had no way to deal with the Blue Feather Bell that carried the ancient Heavenly Dao. He was completely restricted and could not even blink.

This was a huge restriction. Even Di Qing at his peak would not be able to escape from the pressure of this bell.

Moreover, the Blue Feather Bell seemed to have its own consciousness. After binding Jian Wushuang, it rapidly shrank. From its original unparalleled distance, it instantly formed a huge bell that was thousands of miles long.

In the bell, Jian Wushuang was bound by the dark blue power of Heavenly Dao and could not move at all.

At this moment, all the Yan Immortals were gathered outside the bell, looking into it solemnly.

Then, Prince Yu slowly moved over, his handsome eyes full of hatred.

His Blue Feather Bell was a Supreme Immortal weapon from the ancient era. It was once a treasure in the hands of his Imperial Father, Zhen Wuyang. It had killed countless Grand Yan Immortals and the Heavenly Dao laws contained within were irresistible.

In fact, even Emperors would be at a disadvantage.

However, this Blue Feather Bell was already on the verge of destruction, and its lifespan was only this last time.

As Prince Yu's strongest trump card, Blue Feather Bell was used on Jian Wushuang.

"Damned thing, you wasted the last use of my Blue Feather Bell. I swear that I will turn you into blood and consign you to eternal damnation!" Prince Yu roared.

As his voice fell, the Blue Feather Bell rang, and countless magnificent lights bloomed from it, illuminating the boundless void.

In the Blue Feather Bell, Jian Wushuang's seven orifices spurted out divine blood.

He felt that his Immortal bones were about to be shattered.

The unimaginable ancient rules of the Heavenly Dao contained unknown that could not be spoken of. Jian Wushuang was helpless.

"Am I going to die just like that?"

Divine blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. He could not break free at all. The dark blue Heavenly Dao Laws were rapidly devouring everything about him.

The Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body that was transformed from a super chaotic Perfect Life Form was shattering rapidly.

However, Jian Wushuang had no way to break free. This was the first time he was truly helpless.

That kind of irresistible power was too overbearing.

Prince Yu's ferocious face was reflected in his eyes. All the Yan Immortals laughed.