Legend of Swordsman

At this moment, the young man with two horns on his head, dressed in a golden robe, and an arrogant look standing beside Lan Su was none other than Long Qing.

"Jian Wushuang!"

At the same time, Long Qing also noticed Jian Wushuang. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Beside him, there were two other Dragon clan experts. They were both Fourth Generation Dragons.

However, the strength of these two people was much weaker than Long Qing's.

"He is Jian Wushuang?"

"It's him? A mere Primary Supreme martial artist can cause our Dragon clan to go to war? The guy that ran back with his tail tucked between his legs after provoking our clan?"

The two Dragons clan disciples exchanged glances as bewilderment flashed in their eyes.

"Long time no see, I've missed you so much." Jian Wushuang squinted at Long Qing and sneered.

Compared to Supreme Bing Ye, his hatred for Long Qing was far greater!

Back then, he had been chased by Long Qing and was almost killed!

One stomp after another, his divine body was destroyed!

Of course, if it were not for this person, he would not have gotten to know Overlord Patriarch and obtain the Chaos Overlord Body.

"Good, very good. Jian Wushuang, I thought that I would have to wait at least ten million years to kill you. I didn't expect you to join this expedition!"

Long Qing looked at Jian Wushuang with a cold glint in his eyes and a cruel smile on his face.

"Jian Wushuang, let's have some fun on the Offworld Battlefield."

After that, Long Qing turned his eyes and looked at Ninth Kalpa King who was next to Jian Wushuang again. He said in a cold voice, "And you, Ninth Kalpa King, you were the one who belittled me at the end of the Great Clan Gathering, right? Hehe, I've always kept score in my mind. When we get to the Offworld Battlefield, I'll play with you two!"

Ninth Kalpa King's expression was cold. He did not even lift his eyelids when he heard this and calmly replied, "You think you're worthy?"

"You!" Long Qing was instantly enraged, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Jian Wushuang could not help but find it funny. Ninth Kalpa King seemed indifferent and reticent, but once he spoke, he could hit the target's sore spot.

Lan Su, who was watching from the side, could not help but frown and said, "Everyone, you are the elites of our universe. You are the main force of our suppression. How can we start an internal conflict before the enemy is destroyed?"

After a pause, Lan Su said in a deep voice, "Everyone, now that we are facing a great enemy, I hope that all of you can put aside your past grudges and focus on annihilating the outsiders first. Otherwise, if I were to discover that all of you have affected the war situation because of your personal conflicts, don't blame me for reporting this and informing Lord Cosmos God."

As soon as he said that, everyone fell silent, but their faces were still ugly.

Lan Su only had the cultivation level of a High Supreme realm. If not for the backing of the Lord Cosmos God, he would have been slapped to death long ago.

Seeing this, Lan Su could only smile bitterly in his heart. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Alright, let's wait a little longer. It's almost time for us to set off. You're the first batch to head to the Offworld Battlefield, I'll have to come back to transfer the second batch."

The crowd nodded and no longer spoke.

After that, more and more people came from all over the universe.

Jian Wushuang met many familiar faces, such as the Nine Star Saint of the Nine Star Holy Land and the Moluo clan's Moluo Yangu.

There was also a group of High Supreme realm cultivators from the Cosmos Temple.

In the two great battles, the Divine Life Palace suffered heavy losses, and the Cosmos Temple was not any better. Almost all of the Supremes had died.

It was already rare for them to send out a High Supreme.

The High Supreme from the Cosmos Temple had been arrogant, but when he saw Jian Wushuang, he immediately lowered his head like a mouse seeing a cat. He was afraid that Jian Wushuang would cause him trouble.

Jian Wushuang had suppressed the two Half Invincible Supremes and had become famous.

...

Three months later.

Lan Su looked at the people who had arrived, nodded, and said, "Alright, the first batch of candidates has all arrived. We can set off now."

At this moment, there were eleven Supreme Martial Artists standing on the Mystic Sun Port.

The 11 Supremes were all extremely powerful. Besides Jian Wushuang, who was a Primary Supreme, Ninth Kalpa King, who was a Intermediate Supreme, the rest of them were at least at the High Supreme realm.

The next moment.

Lan Su flipped his right hand and four small white flags appeared.

"Go."

He shouted in a low voice, and four small white flags shot into the sky, forming a barrier.

Ding!!

In the void, a bright light suddenly shone. Rays of light outlined each other and formed an array.

Rumble!

Immediately after, the boundless void was torn apart and a vortex was formed. In the center of the vortex, a golden beam of light fell and formed a ring of light at the ferry.

"Let's go," Lan Su turned around and said to Jian Wushuang and the others. Then, he took a step forward and shot into the vortex in the sky.

Jian Wushuang and the others nodded. They all circulated their divine power and turned into a flowing light that shot into the vortex.

Whoosh!

A moment later, the vortex closed, and the sky cleared up again.

Jian Wushuang and the others had already disappeared.

...

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, 100 years had passed.

In the past 100 years, Lan Su led Jian Wushuang and the others through the universe tunnel, crossing the starry sky and rushing toward the Offworld Battlefield.

Their speed was extremely fast, and they would often disappear into the universe passage in a flash. When they reappeared, they were already several Star Fields away.

Gradually, they left the center of the universe and arrived at an extremely remote place.

Whoosh!

On a desolate planet, the figures of Lan Su, Jian Wushuang, Ninth Kalpa King, Long Qing, and the other 11 Supreme martial artists leaped out of the void.

"Eh? Where is this place?"

Everyone exited the cosmos passage and immediately looked around.

Not a blade of grass grew on this planet, and the divine power was extremely thin. Astral storms were everywhere.

There was a strong astral wind zone on this planet. The black wind was like sword energy that cut through the void.

Vaguely, one could see that in this astral wind zone, there were many powerful and brutal Giant Astral Beasts lurking, their eyes constantly shooting out red light.

Lan Su raised his head and looked ahead. He turned back and said, "Everyone, after passing through this astral wind zone, we will reach the part of the Offworld Battlefield where our universe's forces are stationed. We can't use the universe passage here, so we have to rely on our own strength to cross this area."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

These Giant Astral Beasts generally did not have the strength of an Ultimate Ruler, and even the most powerful ones among them had barely reached the level of a Supreme. The people present were mostly High Supremes, so they naturally did not take the beasts seriously.

Among the crowd, only Long Qing, who was walking at the back, first looked at the astral wind zone in front of him, and then looked at the back of Jian Wushuang and Ninth Kalpa King. He licked his lips, and an undetectable cold sneer flashed across his face.