Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4971 - 4971 The Bet Between Sword Immortals

4971 The Bet Between Sword Immortals

The Wushuang Sword Dao originated from the Divine Power Universe.

It was the final Sword Dao that was activated by the old man guarding the divine tomb in the depths of the universe.

Until today, it was still Jian Wushuang’s strongest sword move!

When the entire Sword Dao was completely integrated, he would immediately become a Sword Immortal!

All of Jian Wushuang’s Sword Intent came from the Wushuang Sword Dao.

The Wushuang Sword Dao had indeed been tempered by blood and fire to reach its current state.

The black-robed young man had guessed all of this at this moment, which made Jian Wushuang feel shocked and vigilant.

After saying that, the black-robed young man gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and his entire body’s aura was completely restrained.

He said in a deep voice, “Therefore, I will go all out. Don’t think that I will lower my strength to fight you. I will not lower my strength in the slightest, including my strength Yan power realm.”

Jian Wushuang nodded and said calmly, “Of course, I won’t hide my strength.”

The black-robed youth said, “Then let’s begin.”

As he finished his last word, thousands of Sword Intents burst out from under his feet.

The Sword Intent was like a rainbow, piercing through the heavens and the earth, causing the entire Immortal Palace to tremble.

Immediately after, the Vast Moon Immortal Lord, who was sitting on the jade throne, waved her hand and sent down endless moonlight. It directly turned into a barrier that enveloped the two.

With this barrier as the center, a martial arts field was formed, allowing them to fight freely without destroying the Immortal Palace.

Cang Ting, who had black hair and white clothes, could not help but reveal a satisfied expression when he saw this scene.

His disciple was truly stunning. Just the Sword Intent he released formed a suppressive force, and he almost controlled the entire aura at the first moment.

In a competition between swordsmen, the first moment of the sword attack was extremely important. The so-called momentum could already determine the outcome of the battle.

Cang Ting then looked at Yan Fan. Seeing that not only was he not worried, but he was also smiling at this scene, he could not help but feel angry.

Even if they won this battle, it would be extremely disgraceful.

Thinking of this, Cang Ting could not help but sneer. “You know that you’re going to lose, but you still want to fight. As a master, you really don’t care about your disciple’s life and death. If my disciple had been more ruthless, I’m afraid there wouldn’t have been a winner.”

Yan Fan’s face turned cold instantly upon hearing that, but then he returned to normal. “With your disciple’s mediocre Sword Dao, it’s simply wishful thinking to think that you can injure my disciple severely!”

“Oh, are you that confident?” Cang Ting said playfully.

“When have I ever been unconfident?” When Yan Fan said this, he directly stepped on the document and said a shocking sentence arrogantly.

“If my disciple doesn’t beat the sh*t out of your disciple today, then it’ll be considered that your disciple is lucky today!!”

…

Vulgar, too vulgar.

The Immortal Palace was deathly silent. The corners of all the white-robed people’s mouths twitched, including the eyes of the Vast Moon Immortal Lord who was sitting on the jade throne.

“Yan Fan, how dare you!”

Cang Ting slammed the table made of the Osmanthus Tree into pieces. He straightened his body and his face was as dark as water.

This was a blatant humiliation. If they were not in the Immortal Palace, he would have drawn his sword long ago!

Yan Fan pursed his lips and said, “I’m not being presumptuous. Why? Can’t I tell the truth now?”

“Are you that confident that your disciple will win?”

“What? Don’t tell me you think your disciple will win?”

“Then how about we add some conditions?” Cang Ting tried his best to suppress his anger.

“What condition?” Yan Fan raised his eyebrows and said.

Cang Ting said coldly, “If my disciple wins, your Sword Dao will belong to me. If your disciple wins, my Sword Dao will belong to you. How about it?”

Before Yan Fan could say anything, the Vast Moon Immortal Lord, who was sitting on the jade throne, had already stopped him with a solemn expression. “No, this condition is absolutely not allowed!”

“I think this condition is not bad, but I have to add one more thing to this condition.” Yan Fan smiled quietly. “If my disciple wins, tell me the secret of how your disciple reached the Grand Yan Immortal realm.”

Cang Ting was startled and his expression was slightly unnatural, but he eventually agreed.

Once this condition was set, it could not be changed. Even if Vast Moon Immortal Lord was worried or angry, it was useless.

The reason why she was worried and angry was because these two arch-enemies had actually gambled their respective Sword Daos for this competition between their disciples.

This was truly fatal.

One had to know that after reaching the level of Sword Immortals or even Quasi-Sword Immortals, the battle between them would determine the outcome of life and death in a hair’s breadth.

Often, just one attack was enough to determine life and death.

As a Sword Immortal, once the Origin Sword Dao was completely known by an opponent who was evenly matched, there was only death waiting for him.

These two seemingly ordinary conditions were betting on the life of a Sword Immortal and a Quasi-Sword Immortal!

This was the reason why Vast Moon Immortal Lord was so nervous.

She had already made a decision in her heart. No matter what the final outcome was, she would not let the two of them reveal their Sword Dao!

…

Jian Wushuang and the black-robed young man, who were completely enveloped by the moonlight, did not hear the conversation outside at all.

In their eyes and ears, there was only each other.

At this moment, the aura that the black-robed young man revealed was completely different from the one he released earlier. It was thick and strong.

It was as if Jian Wushuang was not facing a swordsman, but a sword, a broadsword without a blade or sheath!

Next, he was even more certain of his thoughts.

The black-robed youth drew a sword from his back. It was a pitch-black heavy sword.

It could no longer be described as a sword. It could be described as a heavy ruler or even an iron plate.

Without a blade, it was like a heavy ruler.

Jian Wushuang’s eyes were solemn. Those who could use such a heavy sword were all swordsmen who had practiced their Sword Principle to the peak.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the skill is not good.

Without the sword, the sword edge had more destructive power. Jian Wushuang was even sure that ordinary Yan Immortal experts could not even withstand this attack!

At this moment, the black-robed youth seemed to have completely fused with the heavy sword in his hand. His eyes had turned completely black.

“The greatest respect for you is to let you completely kneel before my sword strike.”

Jian Wushuang shrugged and an Invisible Sword appeared in his right hand.

This was the materialization of the Wushuang Sword Dao. Streaks of sword patterns were slowly circulating.

Cang Ting, who was watching this scene from afar, had a solemn look on his face.

A formless Invisible Sword. This kid was not simple!

On the other hand, Yan Fan was extremely smug, his chin almost reaching the sky.

He had once had a brief sword duel with Jian Wushuang. Although it was only two moves, he had felt the aura of the True Sword Principle.

‘My disciple might be able to beat you, old thing, let alone your disciple who is not even as good as you…’