Legend of Swordsman

4270 The Arrival of Qiu Long

Jian Wushuang’s eyes were cold and his black hair was flowing down. His divine body was also covered with cuts from knives and axes.

However, with Jian Wushuang’s great divine power, the wounds recovered very quickly.

Even the Rabbit Buddha, the Moonslayer, and the Golden Crow Emperor, who had not made a move yet, frowned slightly at this scene.

“No wonder this person was so arrogant. He has the battle-power of an invincible Ruler.”

!!“Not only that, even an ordinary unparalleled Ruler wouldn’t be able to do this.”

“That’s right…tree will wither and die, and. man’s strength will run out. An ordinary Ruler’s divine power won’t be enough to last for so long. He’s a special life form!”

“A special life form?”

“Yes, only the divine power of special creatures is far beyond that of cultivators in the same realm. They can achieve the state of this person, where their divine power is endless.”

The Rulers were all discussing this matter.

This was the depths of the universe, and special life forms were no longer strange.

However, although they were praising him, they did not look too serious. After all, which of those who could reach the level of an unparalleled Ruler didn’t have their own unparalleled trump cards?

Although Jian Wushuang’s performance was strong, it was not enough to make them treat him seriously.

They were merely peak Ultimate Rulers. If they wanted to, they could kill them at any time.

“That’s good,” the Golden Crow Prince sneered. “Let this man clean up the trash first, so I don’t have to dirty my hands.”

The Rabbit Buddha heaved a long sigh and put its palms together. “The people of the world are foolish and have committed the sin of killing. It seems like I can only wash away the sins of the world with my devil-subduing zen staff.”

“Sigh, it’s too difficult for me,” he said, shaking his head.

The handsome Moonslayer gently stroked the demonic sword at his waist with his thumb. He could feel that his demonic sword was almost unable to suppress its desire to kill Jian Wushuang!

…

At the same time.

at the entrance of the eleventh city.

A hunched monster with spikes on its back and green skin gradually formed.

This person was Qiu Long!

However, at this moment, the Ninth City’s City Lord and the others who were being led by Qiu Long had disappeared. Instead, there was a black sandalwood box in his hand.

The black sandalwood box was covered with mysterious divine patterns. It was tightly covered, so no one could see what was inside.

As usual, when the people of the Nine Magnates saw the newcomers arriving in the eight cities, they surrounded them and tried to invite Qiu Long to join their camp.

Hearing the noisy invitations, Qiu Long gradually frowned.

“You guys are really quarreling.” As soon as he finished speaking, before they could react, Qiu Long had already attacked!

“So, I’ve decided to make you all shut up!”

The massacre had begun!

A moment later, all the Ultimate Rulers at the entrance of the eleventh city had died, leaving only Qiu Long standing.

The Cold Disaster blew past, lifting his loose, sticky hair. He shook his head in boredom.

“Why are you all so weak? Can you tell me why?”

He sighed and opened the black sandalwood box in his hand.

What was inside the box was a head!

And this head was none other than Ruler Hao Jin!

Ruler Hao Jin had not died yet. His face was ashen as he glared at Qiu Long, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

“Hehe, kid, didn’t you want to enter the back eight cities to find the Blood Sword? Now that you’re here, tell me, how are you going to thank me?” Said Qiu Long with a chuckle.

“You monster, let me tell you, once I die, Lord Blood Sword will not let you off!”

Ruler Hao Jin gritted his teeth, squeezing these words out of them.

“Hahahaha, you won’t let me go?”

“Hahahaha!” Qiu Long laughed arrogantly before his voice turned cold. “Then I’m really looking forward to it.”

He closed the wooden box and looked around with interest.

“So, these are the eight cities? Hmm…let’s see where that Blood Sword is hiding.”

Qiu Long’s eyes flickered as if he was a Hunter looking for his prey.

Then, he shook his head and said, “Fine, let’s search city by city.”

“Blood Sword, you better hide well. If I find you, the game will be over.”

…

On the battlefield of the 16th city.

Jian Wushuang’s expression was cold as he used the star slashing sword again. With this sword, he killed more than thirty Ultimate Rulers.

In the end, the final Rulers collapsed and retreated.

Jian Wushuang did not give chase. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and placed the Wuqi Divine Sword in front of his knees to recover his divine power.

Beneath him, countless non-humankind corpses had already piled up into a mountain, forming a mountain.

Countless people looked at the jingguan, which was made of piles of corpses, and felt a chill go straight to the top of their heads, their livers and galls splitting.

Ruler Hong Ye was also mixed in with the retreating crowd, a look of relief on his face.

“Good, good, I didn’t fight this person for Cang Feng last time.”

In the void.

Jian Wushuang sat down with his legs crossed. His wide black robe had turned blood red. He looked like an Asura from hell, but his expression was still cold.

As for Commander Mountain Shaker and the others, they were already dumbfounded.

Even though he had repeatedly overestimated Jian Wushuang’s combat power, he only realized now that he had still greatly underestimated Jian Wushuang!

Although Jian Wushuang only had the cultivation of a fifth stage Ruler, he definitely had the fighting power of an unrivaled Ruler!

In fact, he even had an extremely absurd thought in his mind.

“Even if the Overlord came, he wouldn’t be able to deal with so many Ultimate Rulers as easily as Jian Wushuang, right?” He smacked his tongue and thought to himself.

As for the Golden Crow Prince and the Rabbit Buddha…where Moonslayer and the other unparalleled Rulers were standing.

“Are you just going to watch him take the five God Sealing Tablets?”

The dark demon descendant glanced at the Golden Crow Prince and said sarcastically.

“He can’t take the God Sealing Tablet away.” Emperor Jin Wu glanced at him indifferently and then strode toward Jian Wushuang.

With one step, Emperor Jin Wu was already standing in the void in front of Jian Wushuang.

He was handsome and had the mark of a golden crow between his eyebrows. He held two tridents in his hands and looked like a god.

He looked down at Jian Wushuang and said indifferently, “No matter who you are, I’ll give you two choices. First, submit to me and I’ll give you a piece of The Investiture of the Gods. Second, I’ll kill you and take all the God Sealing Tablets from you.”