Under such an offensive, Zhang Tian could only defend and was unable to even counterattack.
He could only hold his spear upright, blocking the sword strikes one after another, feeling extremely aggrieved.
In just ten breaths of time, Jian Wushuang struck more than 36,000 times, causing Zhang Tianping's palm to hold up the spear to be shaken to the point of dripping divine blood.
He said softly, "Release the Immortal Style. Otherwise, with your current situation, it will be extremely difficult for you to protect yourself."
Zhang Tian's eyes fluctuated, and his aura suddenly changed, from being calm before to being sharp and sharp.
Thousands of red gold radiances burst out from the golden gun in his hand, surging with majestic pressure.
Jian Wushuang was forced to retreat, his eyes becoming solemn.
"I don't know how many years have passed since I realized the Immortal Style, but I still wield my gun three thousand times a day in order for everything possible to happen today."
"In a word, if there is a blood feud, no matter who is blocking it, there will only be one end."
Zhang Tian seemed to be integrated with the spear in his hand, and the pillar of light almost swallowed up the void and rose into the sky.
At this moment, the order of the avenue flowing in the void began to collapse.
"My immortal style is called the Wheel of Pain. You are not the first immortal to see me, and you will definitely not be the last."
"At the same time, I also have a hunch that if you eventually fall under my immortal style, my immortal style will be perfected, and I will also enter the realm of Dayan Immortal."
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows slightly and tilted the invisible sword in his hand, "It's useless to talk more, come on."
A red-gold pillar of light soared into the sky, dispersing the violent wind in the void. Zhang Tian's hair danced wildly on his back, and the golden gun in his hand rang out. A golden wheel with a height of more than a million feet appeared from behind him, emitting radiation.
It exudes a powerful and untouchable breath.
"All immortals and top cultivators, stand back!" Jian Wushuang shouted loudly.
The Yanxian who were still fighting and fighting immediately retreated quickly without any hesitation.
At this moment, Chen Qing's eyes became serious. He could feel that Zhang Tian's blow might not even be able to withstand him.
Jian Wushuang, is that okay?
All the Immortals and top cultivators looked at this scene solemnly. Such a move would determine the outcome. No matter who wins or loses, it is very important.
"The wheel of pain covers the sky!"
As Zhang Tian shouted loudly, the light wheel that was more than a million feet high behind him sank down, and the void collapsed. All the top cultivators and even the immortals were horrified when they saw this scene.
This wheel of light was so vast that it covered millions of miles of void almost at the moment it approached. Even the Immortal Yan would probably lose his charm and spirit under this immortal move.
Jian Wushuang stood still, looking at the light wheel coming down, his eyes calm.
"Buzz..."
The buzzing sound like a huge bell resounded in the void, and the red-gold light swallowed up everything almost instantly.
The little emperor's pupils suddenly shrank as he retreated far away, and he subconsciously ran forward.
Chen Qing grabbed him and said, "Little Emperor, please calm down. Brother Jian cannot die like this."
"Even if it is impossible to fall like this, it is too risky for him to do so." The little emperor took a deep breath, and then looked forward.
While the million-foot-long wheel of suffering halo completely swallowed and covered Jian Wushuang, Zhang Tian's arm suddenly shook and he threw the spear into the void.
In an instant, a hundred thousand spears were differentiated, and each one buzzed.
"go!"
He shouted loudly, and a hundred thousand spears shattered the void, stabbing from all directions towards the center of the wheel of suffering.
In the eyes of all top cultivators, the outcome is a foregone conclusion.
Everyone including Zhang Tian, the Lord of Immortal Realm, showed a smile at this moment.
But this smile froze before it was fully revealed.
The next moment, the true shadow of a hundred thousand spears suddenly stopped on the wheel of suffering, and it was difficult to advance even half an inch.
Immediately afterwards, a true shadow that was also over a million feet tall appeared!
It was a true figure with long hair floating in the air, eyes full of divine power, and a seven-star system between his eyebrows slowly rotating, showing determination and magnificence to the extreme.
That is the true shadow of Jian Wushuang, the true shadow of Wu-I.
Every breath and exhalation seemed to be a reincarnation in the universe, and his appearance was like the embodiment of the rules and order of heaven, making even Yanxian feel oppressed.
Then, the magnificent true shadow slowly stretched out its palm, and with an understatement, all the one hundred thousand spears hanging in the void were destroyed.
The suffering wheel that restrained Jian Wushuang's true shadow could not withstand the pressure and thus made up for the cracks.
As a dazzling light burst out, the wheel of suffering was shattered!
All the immortals and top cultivators covered their eyes at this moment.
When the light dissipates, everything becomes dim.
The huge true shadow looked down, with a pair of eyes exuding divine power showing neither joy nor sadness.
In his palm, a toothpick-like red gold spear had broken into two halves.
All the surviving Immortals and top cultivators in the Immortal Realm subconsciously retreated, their faces all ashen.
Zhang Tian's expression changed again and again. His cheeks, which were originally arrogant and arrogant, also lost their color.
Then he opened his mouth and suddenly vomited out a large mouthful of thick divine blood!
The destruction of the natal golden gun was almost directly related to his immortal source, which directly suffered unimaginable heavy damage!
The true shadow of selflessness slowly dispersed, and Jian Wushuang stepped into the air and descended.
At this moment, all the immortals and top cultivators in the Six Heaven Realm were extremely excited.
The little emperor raised the soft sword in his hand high, and his voice spread throughout the void, "Follow the sword and the Heavenly Official will charge to kill!"
Jian Wushuang looked at Zhang Tian, who was extremely depressed, and then threw the spear that had been broken into two pieces in front of him.
"You have already lost."
Zhang Tian looked at him blankly and said nothing.
At this time, a middle-aged Yanxian beside him suddenly took a step forward and said in a solemn voice, "No, we haven't lost!"
"The Immortal Realm has been formed since the beginning of the emperor's establishment of the Grand Division. It has a profound foundation, superior heavenly ways, and extended blessings. It has not been destroyed after several disasters. Even if it is defeated today, it will definitely be able to make a comeback in the future."
Looking at the middle-aged Yanxian who was still neither humble nor arrogant in the face of disaster, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but think highly of him.
After saying those words, the middle-aged Yanxian supported Zhang Tian and said softly, "Sect Master, the remaining old brothers have divorced you. You should return to the Immortal Realm immediately and ask for help from the Emperor. Remember that only
As long as life is still there, everything will work out."
Zhang Tian looked at him, but before he could speak, his luck force pushed him directly to the immortal formation in the void and disappeared.
After doing all this, the middle-aged Yanxian looked quite indifferent, drew out the real sword from his waist, and faced Jian Wushuang with joy and fearlessness.
"May I have your name?"
"I will die immediately, even if I tell you, Song Xin."
"Yes, I will remember you."
Jian Wushuang nodded, and an invisible sword quietly formed in his hand.