Legend of Swordsman

4860 The Fish Dies and the Net Breaks

Zhang Tian’s body trembled slightly as he looked at the young Yan Immortal walking towards him. He felt an indescribable pressure.

Jian Wushuang held an Invisible Sword in his right hand and a three-meter-long golden spear in his left hand, which was full of intimidating power.

Even the Yan Immortals who were in the middle of the chaotic battle, intentionally or unintentionally, kept their distance from this god of killing, creating a path for him.

However, very quickly, Zhang Tian’s eyes were filled with hatred and madness. “My son, Zhang Chen, died for no reason. As his father, can’t I even take revenge?! Even if Prince Yan is the Young Emperor, I’ll get justice for him today!”

“You won’t be able to get justice. Take the remaining forces and retreat to recuperate,” Jian Wushuang said. “Zhang Chen deserved his death.”

“How dare you say that? Who in the world would dare to convict my son!” he roared in anger and struck his palm directly at him.

The sky-covering palm formed by Yan power smashed down. Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and directly stabbed forward with his spear.

The two attacks collided, and layers of golden light surged.

His spear pierced through the sky-covering palm, but his momentum did not decrease. His entire body seemed to have become one with the spear in his hand. With an indomitable aura, he stabbed toward Zhang Tian!

Zhang Tian was secretly shocked, and the towering figure on the back of his Heavenly Steed almost subconsciously leaned back.

The long spear arrived, and the Heavenly Steed neighed.

With just one spear strike, the incomparably sharp tip of the spear pierced through the steed’s thick neck, completely embedding itself in it.

When the spear was only one finger away from Zhang Tian’s throat, it stopped.

The Heavenly Steed neighed one last time and dropped to the ground like a collapsing mountain.

Zhang Tian’s eyes were filled with regret as he flew off his Heavenly Steed. His hand gripped the blood-stained spear as he thrust it back.

Jian Wushuang blocked it at the right time and a violent boom resounded.

Zhang Tian’s spear attack was so powerful that Jian Wushuang felt a sharp pain in his palm.

“Don’t be Prince Yan’s accomplice anymore. Since you didn’t kill my son, leave now!” He held a long spear and went forward to fight with Jian Wushuang.

The void around him could not withstand the power and shattered.

One sword move released 3,000 Sword Intents, and the majestic sword move rose up to the sky. With an unstoppable momentum, it forced Zhang Tian to retreat.

Then, Jian Wushuang stood with his sword in hand, his eyes calm and deep.

“There are only two possibilities for those who go on the battlefield. One is to die in battle, and the other is to win. Which do you think I will choose?”

Zhang Tian’s expression turned serious as he looked straight at the man.

He could see many things from that gaze. It was determined, calm, and composed, as if everything was clear to him.

It felt as if they were all in the palm of their hands.

Who was this person? Even Prince Yan, the Prince, would listen to his orders on the battlefield?

He had a premonition that if they continued fighting like this, the Celestial Region would eventually shatter.

However, Zhang Tian was not willing to accept this. The death of his son, Zhang Chen, was like a thorn in his heart. He only had one son, and now that his son was dead, how could he shake hands and make peace with the enemy who killed his son?

He had already made up his mind that he would cut off a piece of Prince Yan’s flesh even if the Celestial Region was going to be shattered!

“I don’t care which type you are, all of you will die in battle today!” Zhang Tian shouted angrily as he raised the spear in his hand.

“The Celestial Region’s Heavenly Sects are not afraid of this war. Even if all of us fall, there will still be Last Flames left!”

The high-pitched voice was like thunder, pouring into the hearts of every Yan Immortal and top cultivator in the Celestial Region, and suddenly exploded with the fiercest counterattack!

Even if he was at the peak of the Ancestor-level, he would not be able to cause any effective damage to Yan Immortal, who had Immortal Source and Immortal roots.

Therefore, they made a move. Nearly 100 of them charged at the group of Yan Immortals as one, and then spontaneously self destructed their Life Source, causing a tragic explosion.

For a moment, the disadvantageous situation was alleviated.

The void shook and shattered.

Thousands upon thousands of top cultivators had broken their Life Source, which had already transcended their knowledge.

Even if Yan Immortals could still survive this explosion, after their minds were disturbed, it would be extremely easy for the Yan Immortals to destroy their Immortal Source.

The Yan Immortals from the Six Jeavens Realm and the Ancestor-level cultivators began to suffer casualties.

The 10 Yan Immortals on the outside were all killed in an instant, even the formation showed signs of collapsing.

“Wushuang, this is an emergency!” the Young Emperor sent a voice transmission, his voice anxious.

Jian Wushuang’s eyes turned cold and a seven-star system quietly flowed between his eyebrows. Then, he suddenly raised his arms.

As he raised his palms, countless craggy divine mountains rose up from the void without any warning.

One, ten, a hundred!

Every divine mountain separated the originally ferocious Yan Immortals from the Celestial Region, leaving the Yan Immortal camp in the Six Heavens Realm breathing room.

Seeing this, Zhang Tian could not help but be shocked. If this young Yan Immortal was not killed, it would definitely have a great impact on the entire Celestial Region.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He pointed his spear forward and launched the fiercest attack on Jian Wushuang.

With the Invisible Sword in his hand, Jian Wushuang walked forward slowly. He was not afraid of Zhang Tian, who was half a body taller than Chen Qing and looked like a giant.

Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent.

First form, Star.

When the sky-breaking and brilliant move lit up, it meant that Jian Wushuang had started to get serious.

This sword move was the foundation of the entire Wushuang Sword Dao, and its original intention was to be majestic.

Zhang Tian, who had been charging over with his spear in hand, hurriedly switched from attack to defense when he saw this scene. He responded with all his might.

Hundreds of beams of light tore the void apart. With Zhang Tian as the leader, they exploded in the camp of the Celestial Region and forcibly tore open a hole.

“Full force charge!” Cheng Qing raised his True Sword high and roared, then he advanced forward.

The Young Emperor held a soft sword in his hand and continued to harvest Yan Immortal’s Immortal source that dared to approach.

Chun Qiu and Cui Jing’s shoulders were pressed against each other, and with the eight-armed Arhat’s support, they were also charging forward.

Only Wei Liujia, who looked like a dejected scholar, seemed to be struggling during the battle. He was in danger several times, but he still gritted his teeth and walked toward Jian Wushuang.

The advantage of the Celestial Region was no longer there, and it was being forced back rapidly.

After the attack of the Sword Intent, Zhang Tian’s armor was damaged in several places.

Jian Wushuang did not stop at all. He held an Invisible Sword and flew into the void, fighting with him.

Jian Wushuang’s sword moves were majestic and each move was more powerful than the last.

Every time he slashed down, it was as if he was forging a Sword Embryo. Sparks flew everywhere, and his aura was overwhelming.