5030 Qing Shan Is Not as Good as Jian Wushuang
What was even more terrifying was that there was actually such a connection between the two of them.
Qing Shan had never thought that they would have a fight.
"I heard that you are strong enough to defeat a Grand Yan Immortal. Now, if you can defeat Qing Shan, I can let you go, and I won't force you to stay by Yan'er's side."
Jian Wushuang nodded, "Sure."
"Go ahead."
Zhen Wuyang said in the end. Boundless fate energy transformed into a breeze that carried him to the center of the Dao Arena.
Qing Shan still had not come back to his senses and looked at Jian Wushuang in disbelief.
The two of them faced each other from afar, but Jian Wushuang did not take a step back.
In front of him, Qing Shan was a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal. Because he had cultivated in Little World Mountain, the aura of Yan power on his body was extremely vast.
As long as there was a chance to break through, he would easily reach Six Revolutions.
They did not know where the breeze came from, and it blew their clothes.
An Invisible Sword had already quietly formed.
"You want to attack me?" Qing Shan felt that it was somewhat absurd. A puny little Yan Immortal actually had the desire to fight him.
"I have no choice," Jian Wushuang said as the Invisible Sword in his hand shone brightly.
"In that case, let's begin," Qing Shan said coldly, his True Sword already in his hand.
A violent wind blew, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Sister Ling, Big Brother Jian is going to fight with him. What should we do?"
In front of the Heaven Gate, Amy anxiously shook Chang Ling's finger.
Chang Ling's expression was grave. Apparently, Jian Wushuang's actions were no different from suicide in her eyes.
A Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal and a Yan Immortal, the difference between them could not be described with words.
They did not even need to fight, and the outcome was already decided.
Even though Chang Ling was secretly anxious, she had no choice at all because they were not even allowed to enter the Dao Arena. They could only stand outside the gate and watch everything that was happening inside the Dao Arena training hall.
Then, she squatted down, looked at Amy, and said, "Your Big Brother Jian will be fine. Big Brother Jian is really powerful, right?"
Amy quickly said, "He is very powerful, as powerful as the Young Emperor!"
"That's right, your Big Brother Jian will definitely win," Chang Ling said with a smile.
"Then… Will big brother Jian definitely win?"
"Definitely. We'll just watch from here."
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"Yu Chang, what do you think will be the outcome?"
Zhen Wuyang turned to Yu Chang and said with a smile.
He did not say anything. His turbid eyes looked down and only spoke after a long while.
"Qing Shan is not as good as Jian Wushuang."
When Zhen Wuyang heard this, he did not comment. He just watched this extremely unfair battle with interest.
Then, a scene that surprised all the elders appeared.
None of them had expected that Jian Wushuang would make the first move. With an indomitable momentum, he crushed toward Qing Shan.
The vast Sword Intent swept up, stirring up a huge wave of dust in the dojo and instantly surrounding the front.
Qing Shan's eyes narrowed, and his cultivation state and Yan power erupted.
The terrifying Yan power force of the Three Revolutions realm was almost completely overwhelming once it was released.
The magnificent Yan power turned into a flash of light and cut through the dust wave formed by the Sword Intent. Then, it pierced toward Jian Wushuang without any reduction in its momentum.
Clang!
A loud sound rang out and Jian Wushuang was sent flying back thousands of feet!
Sparks flew everywhere.
He only stopped when he was 10,000 feet away.
Even though he had been hit hard, he was not injured at all.
He had the Mystic Garb of the Nine Heavens and the protection of the Emperor Body. Not to mention Qing Shan alone, even if there were 10,000 other warriors like Qing Shan, it would be impossible for them to break through the defense.
This was what made Jian Wushuang, who was still in a weak state, have the confidence to fight.
Qing Shan was calm. In this first confrontation, he seemed to have the upper hand, but he did not feel relaxed.
He could feel that Jian Wushuang was not simple, so he began to be careful.
However, Jian Wushuang was different. His Immortal body's defense could not be broken for the time being, so he rushed forward without any hesitation.
Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent, second move.
River.
The majestic celestial river swept down and swept up a huge wave of dust again, covering forward.
Qing Shan did not dare to underestimate Jian Wushuang. Although he was a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal, Jian Wushuang gave him an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Especially under this Sword Intent, he actually had a feeling of shock.
Retracting his thoughts, he held his sword in front of him, the terrifying might of a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal was displayed without a doubt.
The dark green Yan power also swept up, like pillars of the mountains and seas, smashing toward the Sword Dao River.
The two collided, and the power of the battle was at stake!
At this moment, even the Emperor's Dao Arena trembled.
All the elders looked at this scene in shock. They could not believe that such power was actually released by a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal and a Yan Immortal.
The dark green Yan power kept retreating, but the Sword Dao Heavenly River was also rapidly shattering.
Gritting his teeth, Qing Shan, who was walking forward, was shocked beyond words.
He was actually evenly matched with a Yan Immortal?!
This was something he could not tolerate at all.
He was furious, and a heaven-shaking image form condensed at this moment.
Then, the Natal Image Form opened its eyes, and with the power of the mountains and seas, it waved its palm and smashed toward the Sword Dao Heavenly River.
Rumble!
The majestic celestial river shattered instantly, turning into countless tassels that scattered and disappeared.
However, at the same time, a cold light appeared in Qing Shan's eyes.
He turned pale with fright. He had never thought that Jian Wushuang would actually hide in the sword river and attack him.
This was a supreme sword strike, an unstoppable sword strike, a sword strike that put his own life at risk.
Qing Shan knew how terrifying this sword strike was, so he released his Natal Image Form to block it at all costs.
However, it was already too late.
A cold light appeared and pierced into the Natal Image Form.
Time seemed to stop and Jian Wushuang's strike hit the target.
In the next moment, with his heart as the center, billions of blue cracks instantly covered his Natal Image Form.
His aura dissipated and his Yan power collapsed.
With the destruction of the Natal Image Form, Qing Shan, who was wearing a white robe, was shocked. He retreated heavily, and the white robe on his chest was soaked in divine blood.
The Dao Arena was silent. All the elders raised their heads and looked at Qing Shan.
They were all in disbelief.
A Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal was actually forced into a corner by a Yan Immortal, how was this possible?!
A cross-realm battle was something that had never happened before, but it was happening now.
Even rare geniuses in the world probably could not do it. This shocked all the elders.
Including Zhen Wuyang.
He frowned slightly. The Emperor had never looked so serious before.
He had been in control of countless Heavenly Regions and had seen too many geniuses. He was completely moved.
"Qing Shan is not as good as Jian Wushuang. Indeed, this is the case…" he muttered to himself.
