Legend of Swordsman



A voice laced with divine power was like a bell that resounded through the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

Jian Wushuang was not afraid at all. His voice grew louder and louder. "The Divine Life Palace has come to visit. I hope that all of you, who are hiding in the shadows, will come and meet me!"

Nearly a hundred golden dragons tore the sky apart and surrounded Jian Wushuang. Their dragon breaths filled the sky.

With just a rough glance, he discovered that all the golden dragons were at the Supreme realm, and he immediately sneered.

Among the hundred golden dragons, a giant dragon with scales that shone with seven-colored light bowed its head from the sky. "Do you know that this is the forbidden land of the Dragon clan? If you die within three breaths, I will not pursue this matter!"

Jian Wushuang glanced at it from the corner of his eyes and clenched his fist. The seven-colored giant dragon in the air fell to the ground miserably as if it had been grabbed by the neck.

With the Tarot Divine Sword in hand, Jian Wushuang was about to behead him when the clouds suddenly collapsed and a huge amount of dragon breath fell.

Even Jian Wushuang had no choice but to avoid the dragon breath that was flowing down like a waterfall.

The dragon's breath, which contained a holy aura, opened up the sky and protected all the descendants of the Dragon race.

At the same time, a huge red-golden eye looked at Jian Wushuang through the clouds.

"You have ten breaths of time. Leave this place quickly. You shouldn't be here."

An extremely ancient voice seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep, warning him.

Jian Wushuang laughed disdainfully. "Any land that belongs to the Divine Power Universe can be accessed by the people of the Divine Power Universe. Why can't we access this area? And who made the rule that outsiders were not allowed to enter? So What if I don't leave?"

"Ignorant brat, since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."

The scarlet-golden eyes in the clouds suddenly focused, and the Dragon's might was vast. A dark golden dragon head that seemed to carry the power of the entire Star Field appeared in the sky.

Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked at the mighty golden dragon indifferently. He knew that he was the elder brother of Long Bai from the evil Dragon clan, Long Chen, who had experienced the first Great Catastrophe War!

At the same time, the giant claw that was covered with ancient scars was like a giant pillar that held up the sky and crushed down on Jian Wushuang!

Old Master took a step forward and was about to hit the ground with the scepter condensed from black water, but he was stopped by Jian Wushuang.

"I'll do it, I can handle it." After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, a vast amount of divine power rose from his body and hit Long Chen's giant claw.

Swish!

The two energies that were enough to destroy the world collided, and the resulting explosion swept away the clouds. The gathered Dragon clan descendants were also blasted far away by the explosion.

The two stopped at the same time. The stone road under Jian Wushuang's feet had cracked into a big pit.

As for Long Chen's giant claw, half of the scales on it had been shattered.

Dragon blood seeped out from the scales and then disappeared.

The silence lasted for a few seconds before the giant dragon in the sky slowly dissipated. In its place was an old man with white hair and a white beard in a black and gold robe.

Long Chen, who had been in a deep slumber for countless chaos cycles, had now awoken. The might of his Third-Generation bloodline caused all of the Dragon clan descendants to prostrate themselves before him.

Long Chen stood in front of the main gate of the giant hall, staring at Jian Wushuang with his golden eyes.

"I... have seen you before." Long Chen's old but dignified voice rang out.

Jian Wushuang said indifferently, "Yes, of course we've met. However, the few times we met were in such unpleasant situations."

Long Chen snorted coldly and stepped forward. A towering Dragon's might pressed down on him. "You killed my people and destroyed millions of miles of my Wan Ye Star Field. What do you think the dignity of the Dragon race is?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang laughed, "Since when did the Dragon clan have dignity? Don't you all only know how to favor your own kind and suppress your fellow people in the same universe?"

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Long Chen's anger was like a punishment from the heavens. He struck Jian Wushuang with his palm.

The giant claw tore the space apart, and the powerful divine power instantly blocked all his escape routes.

Jian Wushuang remained standing in the same place. Facing the suppressing palm, he only drew out the Tarot Divine Sword and slashed gently.

Just like the melting of ice and snow, the most domineering dragon's breath seemed to drown in the ocean and dissipated.

Jian Wushuang broke the Dragon power easily and walked toward Long Chen.

Long Chen, who had become an Invincible Supreme during the first Great Catastrophe, was now in the Ancestral Dragon Forbidden Land, and his strength was comparable to that of a Half Ancestor.

However, for some reason, when he saw this ant-like figure walking over, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of danger.

However, this absurd thought was quickly thrown to the back of his mind. An ant was an ant. How could it shake a dragon?

With this in mind, Long Chen took another step forward. His vast dragon breath surged and transformed into his Natal Golden Dragon, which crashed into Jian Wushuang.

He was sure that Jian Wushuang would not be able to block this attack no matter what.

The frost that came from nowhere was like vines, growing and forming a magnificent cage.

Supreme Tarot's phantom form appeared behind Jian Wushuang. It transformed into the purest Tarot Sword Intent and slashed forward!

The road paved with bluestone shattered from the middle, and the earth caved in!

The golden dragon that was charging over was instantly cut in half from the center of its eyes when it came into contact with the Tarot Sword Intent.

The dragon breath was shattered, and the golden dragon phantom dissipated.

Long Chen took a heavy step back, the Qi and Blood in his body in turmoil. With his Natal Dragon Soul shattered, he also suffered a serious injury.

Jian Wushuang glanced at the destroyed path under him and jumped up, heading straight for Long Chen.

Ignoring his Qi and Blood, Long Chen also responded with a move.

The majestic Heavenly Gate appeared out of nowhere, and a giant finger came from behind the gate, crushing down heavily.

Long Chen, who had already raised his dragon breath to the level of a Half Ancestor, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave when he saw the giant finger above his head.

That Ancestral Skill that could only be mastered by Cosmos God had smashed right into his head.

The defense that had just been raised was crushed immediately. Long Chen did not even have time to make a sound before he disappeared completely in the brilliant divine might.

The ground was completely shattered, and after the divine might dissipated, a huge pit was left behind.

The hundred or so Dragon clan descendants who were watching from afar immediately rushed over upon seeing this.

Old Master stood in place and silently cast the black scepter. Invisible ripples formed a barrier that blocked all the Dragon clan's descendants.

In front of the giant pit, Jian Wushuang watched in slight amusement as he watched a figure slowly rising from the depths of the giant pit.

Crystal-clear dragon blood flowed out from the bone-deep wound. Long Chen's body was already in pieces, and most of the dragon scales covering his body had also been shattered.

Looking at the dying figure, Jian Wushuang was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he said indifferently, "Do you want to ask why?"