After a while, the young man changed his appearance again, turning into what Jian Wuyi looked like when he was young. Countless sword cultivators surrounded Jian Wuyi and danced their swords in all directions. The true meaning of Wu Wuyi's sword canon was contained in each move and each sword.
Jian Wufeng is also a supreme genius in the art of swordsmanship. Not only has he safeguarded the prosperity of the Burial Sword Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, but he also created his own Wuwu Sword Code and became the best swordsman in the world.
However, his father was too strong. Jian Wuyi could only live under the glory of his father's generation for the rest of his life. However, Jian Wuyi never complained. He devoted himself to his duty and shed his last drop of blood for the Burial Sword Pavilion. Before his death, he would pass on the Burial Sword Pavilion's will.
Go down.
"Jian Wuyi's will..." The Human Emperor showed a smile, "I understand, it turns out that Tianjian Peak contains the sword intent of all the masters in your Sword Burial Pavilion. You want to use this trick to deal with me."
Jian Wufeng said angrily: "This is not the sword intent of the entire Burial Sword Pavilion, but the 200,000-year-old anger of our Burial Sword Pavilion. Human Emperor, prepare to die!" The Burial Sword Pavilion collapsed faster and faster, and the sword intent filled the sky.
One after another poured into Jian Wufeng's body, and the fourteenth sword wing on his body completely solidified, turning into a transparent sword. The sword was engraved with inscriptions from the ancient times, illuminating Jian Wufeng's hands.
eye.
Jian Wufeng stared at the inscriptions on the sword. He didn't recognize these inscriptions at all, but he couldn't help but read them all.
Complex ancient sayings rang out in the Heavenly Sword Dojo. Every time Jian Wufeng read out an inscription, the sword in his hand became heavier. Each inscription on the sword also lit up, and the Burial Sword Pavilion also accelerated its collapse.
The Human Emperor's eyes trembled, and he faintly felt a hint of threat, "The 200,000-year-old sword intent of the Buried Sword Pavilion is no joke, but..."
The Human Emperor smiled. He did not choose to interrupt Jian Wufeng because it was not necessary. Instead, he wanted to test how powerful this move was. In a moment, Jian Wufeng read all the inscriptions, and his hands were transparent
The sword was already covered with snow-white inscriptions. The sword suddenly fell and fell towards Jian Wufeng's toes. The moment the sword fell, a wave appeared at the edge of the sword, and the entire sky
The sword merged into the void like water and then disappeared.
The Human Emperor's pupils shrank slightly, and his spiritual power spread throughout every corner of the Burial Sword Pavilion.
In an instant, the disappearing sword fell from the Human Emperor's head. The Human Emperor was already on guard and stretched out two fingers to catch the sword!
"Human Emperor, this is the ultimate sword way of my Burial Sword Pavilion, and it is also the way of Burial Emperor. How can you catch it!"
Jian Wufeng's veins popped out all over his body. He desperately mobilized his power and poured all his energy into this sword!
"The Emperor's swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled in the world, but I have said that if it is not my own, it will eventually fall into the inferior category. If Emperor Buried himself used this sword, I would leave immediately. But you...
…no!"
The Human Emperor clamped his two fingers and directly clamped the sword blade. The Human Emperor's ultimate power and the Ultimate Sword Intention of the Burial Sword Pavilion violently collided in an instant, and a spatial diffusion wave spread out in all directions.
The Human Emperor held the sword and kept retreating. The two fingers of the sword were swallowed up and destroyed tens of thousands of times in an instant. If he destroyed it once, the sword would go deeper.
Jian Wufeng's face was ferocious, and his mind was completely focused on the tip of the sword.
"Come in! Come in! Come in again!" Jian Wufeng roared wildly, his body drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sword in his hand was so terrifying that it almost sucked up all the energy of Jian Wufeng, leaving all the essence of life unreserved.
The earth flows into the divine sword, and the snow-white inscriptions are like the world
The scorching sun shines brightly on the world, making it impossible to look directly at it!
As the Human Emperor was forced to retreat to the edge of the Heavenly Sword Dojo, the blade of the Divine Sword was almost pressed against the Human Emperor's chest. As long as he advanced an inch further and the Divine Sword entered his body, all the sword intent could be unleashed on the Human Emperor's body.
in vivo.
"It's not good, sir, you are in trouble!" Beidou Tianjun was shocked and hurried back, but it was already too late.
"Human Emperor, die!" The hands holding the hilt of the sword were completely shattered. Jian Wufeng used his last strength to push the blade an inch further and pierced the Human Emperor's chest. The moment the divine sword entered his body, the Human Emperor felt
Feeling cold all over his body, he lowered his head and stared at his chest, revealing a trace of
A strange look, I can't tell what it is.
"finished?"
The Human Emperor let go of his hands and allowed the sword to penetrate completely into his body.
The snow-white inscriptions were like ice-cold snow water, soaking into the Human Emperor's body. Countless runes were carved all over his body. The boundless terrifying sword intent erupted from the divine sword and poured into the Human Emperor's body mercilessly.
Within the body, Jian Wufeng fell from the sky. Almost completely out of strength, he fell to his knees on the ground, panting and panting. He looked at the glowing Human Emperor with a smile on his face: "Grandpa, I have already done it.
To the limit of what I can do
Well, victory or defeat will be decided by God!" After Jian Wufeng finished saying this, he fell to the ground. When he landed, the loving Jian Wuwu and the stern Jian Wuxin appeared in front of his eyes.
Hen, the silent Jian Wuyan, the mischievous Jian Wenxin, the uneasy Qingluo,
If he really dies, where will she end up in the future, and which man will she spend the rest of her life with. But the last person Jian Wufeng thinks of is Li Hanxue, who is both a "frenemy and a friend" to him.
The man who is the biggest concern in Jian Wufeng's heart is Jian Wufeng. Over the years, Jian Wufeng has never put the world's masters in his eyes, but Li Hanxue always
He has always been the strongest imaginary enemy in his heart.
Although the top masters like the Human Emperor may indeed be stronger than Li Hanxue, in Jian Wufeng's heart Li Hanxue is the one with the greatest potential and can surpass all masters as long as he lives.
"Li Hanxue, if God is willing to give me a chance, I will definitely compete with you once and defeat you head-on." Jian Wufeng thought to himself.
At the moment when he breathed his last breath, Jian Wufeng covered his face with the ground, his eyes darkened, and he completely fainted.
At this time, Beidou Tianjun had also rushed to the Human Emperor's side. He stretched out his hands to help the Human Emperor suppress the shining inscriptions on his body, but was stopped by the Human Emperor.
"Zhang You, no need." The Human Emperor said calmly.
"But sir, these are the 200,000-year-old sword intent of the Burial Sword Pavilion. If they all explode, the consequences will be disastrous!" Beidou Tianjun said anxiously.
"Even if Jian Wufeng is awake, he can't kill me. As long as his level is not as good as mine, no matter how strong he is, it won't help." After saying that, the Human Emperor's body immediately became as limp as mud. First, his face fell off, and then
It was his neck, chest, lower body, and finally his feet... The Human Emperor's body seemed to be peeling off, with the layer on which the inscription was engraved completely peeled off, revealing a brand new Human Emperor.