As the immortal source shattered, the bones of the dead immortal knelt heavily on the road of broken bones. The huge bone palms were waving in the air, as if they wanted to keep the vanished immortal source.
Jian Wushuang, who was standing in front of him, looked at this scene calmly, and then put away the invisible sword in his hand.
"I'm going to perish..."
The Death Immortal's skeleton murmured softly, but when the death light in his eyes was about to disappear, it suddenly became brighter again, as if it was returning to the light.
"Although you are a sword immortal, there are still sword immortals on this road. I am looking forward to your battle, but I can no longer see it."
"Their swordsmanship is even stronger than yours. You won't win so easily."
After saying these last words, the Death Immortal's bones completely collapsed, just like a divine peak shattered. His Immortal Bones were completely shattered into powder and could no longer be revived.
Standing on the road of slowly healing bones, Jian Wushuang was silent. Although his face was calm, his heart was already trembling.
There is actually a Sword Immortal on this road of bones?
Such a piece of news shocked Jian Wushuang far more than any other news.
To be fair, the existence of a sword immortal is simply unimaginable.
In Jian Wushuang's current understanding, only Ding Baiyi can be called the true swordsman!
Even Jian Wushuang himself does not recognize that he is a swordsman. He has an intuition that only after he has perfected the last sword intention of Wushuang Sword Way and Xinghe Lake Sea Sword Intention can he be able to fight Ding Baiyi completely.
Only then can he be called a swordsman.
At present, the Dayan Immortal who can be called a Sword Immortal by the bones of the Death Immortal is absolutely a terrifying existence.
When he thought of this, Jian Wushuang felt a little dizzy. What other terrifying existence was trapped in this road of bones?
Just when he was deep in thought, the dead immortals who had disappeared quietly resurrected at this moment.
Lines of dark red death light burst out from their eyes.
"Damn it, haven't these things been dispersed?" Jian Wushuang was shocked, and then ran away without thinking.
Although he is not afraid of the Death Immortal Army, it is still extremely wrong to waste money in vain.
Therefore, in the next time, you can see a random figure running wildly across the road, and behind him is an endless army of dead immortals.
The road of bones is endless, and it becomes wider and more majestic as it continues to move forward.
It's like the Wanggu battlefield that experienced a tragic and bloody battle.
There were broken immortal bones everywhere, treasures without their aura, and broken real swords. It was extremely miserable.
Jian Wushuang, who had been flying at high speed, couldn't help but feel angry in his heart when he saw the army of death immortals getting closer and closer behind him.
Just when he was about to destroy it at all costs, the bones beneath him trembled, as if something was awakening.
"Trouble me from my long sleep. I think you little bugs really think you have a long life."
A lazy and slightly sullen voice seemed to resound from the sky.
Then the next moment, a clear sound of a long sword being unsheathed quietly sounded on the Wanggu battlefield.
Along with the clear sound of the sword being unsheathed, the army of Death Immortals who were chasing Jian Wushuang madly all fled frantically.
But it's too late.
The sword curtain rose quietly, like millions of falling meteors, making the entire dark red void tremble.
The endless void and the billions of miles of bones are all shrouded in a sword curtain!
Every sword intention that forms the sword curtain is full of calm and endless meaning. Although it seems peaceful, it makes everything lose its color.
Under the shroud of this meteor sword curtain, none of the dead immortals survived!
They died so simply that Jian Wushuang could not believe it.
With the ultimate loneliness of the infinite sword intent, all the dead immortals standing there suddenly shattered!
Looking at the ancient battlefield, dust is filling the air.
But Jian Wushuang, who was in the center of the sword curtain, did not feel any fluctuations. This ability to control the sword's intention was already terrifying to the extreme.
Jian Wushuang stood frozen on the spot, ready to concentrate his sword intent in his palms.
But at the same time, a cold and cold breath appeared behind him, "Hey junior, don't try to draw the sword. Your speed will never be faster than mine. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
A wisp of cold sweat flowed from Jian Wushuang's temples, and it came to his back quietly, which already explained the problem.
Immediately afterwards, a layer of ripples suddenly surged in the originally dead void, and then a figure walked out of the ripples.
Jian Wushuang's eyes opened to their maximum size at this moment.
The person who came was a woman, an extremely heroic woman.
The long and narrow willow-leaf eyebrows flew into the temples, and the pair of handsome eyes were extremely captivating. The red embroidered belt holding the long hair behind her also swayed in the wind.
She was wearing a black and gold double-breasted uniform, with six long swords slung across her waist!
This is a swordsman!
She walked down from the void and stood on the ancient battlefield of Fang Wang. She looked at Jian Wushuang with extremely heroic eyes, revealing a somewhat intriguing look.
Looking at the six long swords slung around her waist, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but swallow his throat.
There is a tiger watching in front and a wolf watching behind. Caught in the middle, he is afraid that he will be in danger today!
Time passed by and Jian Wushuang did not dare to move at all.
After a long time, the heroic woman with six long swords straddling her body suddenly said, "This junior is very good."
Immediately afterwards, the mysterious figure behind him also spoke, "It is indeed very good, his concentration is extremely stable, he is a great talent."
Hearing this, the heroic woman raised her eyes and said coldly, "Since he is a great talent, why are you still squatting behind him? Are you going to kill him?"
As soon as the words fell, the formidable aura behind Jian Wushuang suddenly disappeared, and then a figure instantly appeared in front of the heroic woman.
"No way, I'm just out of habit. I can't bear to kill a junior with such talent. He can be of great use if he keeps it!"
Only then did Jian Wushuang see the appearance of that figure.
He was also a middle-aged man who was full of heroic spirit, with clean face and beardless face, bright eyes, but also a bit of lazy laziness.
And on his waist, slung across his body, were no more and no less than six long swords.
Facing the heroic woman, the middle-aged man's face was filled with a smile that couldn't be concealed.
"No way, these two swordsmen can't be sword lovers..."
Jian Wushuang felt a little overwhelmed. It seemed that the two swordsmen might indeed be sword lovers.
I'm afraid it won't be so easy for him to escape from here next...
"This junior is indeed good. I have seen his swordsmanship before. It is very impressive. He can destroy the immortal source of a sixth-level Dayan Immortal."
The heroic woman spoke slowly, and after hearing her narration, the smile on the middle-aged man's face gradually disappeared, and finally he became solemn.