Legend of Swordsman

4765 Nine-Tailed True Crow

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang grabbed Prince Mo’s neck with one hand and put his other hand into his arms.

Under the combined attack of the five mysterious figures, Cheng Qing could not hold on for too long, and he was already starting to find it difficult to hold on.

He wanted to find the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor in less than ten breaths and escape from this place.

However, at the next moment, a brutal look suddenly flashed in the eyes of the completely immobile Prince Mo. The palm behind his back emitted a faint light and directly stabbed at Jian Wushuang.

A strong sense of danger welled up in his heart. Almost at the same time as the dim light stabbed toward him, he moved his head away by an inch.

However, it was still too late. The palm with dim light left a long and narrow wound on Jian Wushuang’s neck, and divine blood spurted out.

Feeling the pain, he subconsciously loosened his grip. Prince Mo took the opportunity to force him back with another palm strike and then quickly escaped!

“You’re looking for death!” Jian Wushuang was furious. His severely injured neck recovered at an extremely fast speed. He struck forward with his palm and the supreme power almost blocked all of Prince Mo’s escape routes.

However, the situation changed again. Prince Mo put all his strength into his left arm and tore apart Jian Wushuang’s magnificent power at the cost of his arm.

Then, Prince Mo turned around and glared at him with hatred. His figure flashed and he fled out of the hall.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang would not let him go. He immediately informed Chen Qing and Chun Qiu, who were struggling to resist, and then chased after him.

“I’m done playing with you guys!” The blue veins on Chen Qing’s forehead bulged, and he was almost hung up and beaten to the point where he barely managed to escape. The five figures were very clear on their target, and they did not intend to continue fighting with him. Once they separated, they directly flew out of the hall.

The entire heavenly hall was collapsing.

More than half of the top cultivators and Yan Immortals who had gone to the banquet at the Heavenly Palace had been killed in this sudden battle. The remaining survivors had long escaped from the palace.

At this point, there were only three Grand Yan Immortals left in the crumbling heavenly hall!

Two against one, the black-robed Elder was in a sorry state.

The suppression of the two Grand Yan Immortals made it difficult for him to escape, and even his Immortal body was on the verge of collapse.

Although he had been sleeping in the Heavenly Palace for a long time, the black-robed Elder knew very well that the number of Grand Yan Immortals in the vast Great Si Region, other than the 99 Grand Yan Immortals under Emperor Zhen Wuyang, could be counted on one hand.”

The so-called Grand Yan Immortal was a profound existence that completely transcended the Yan Immortal level. Only by reaching the profound realm of the Grand Yan Immortal would one have the opportunity to touch the Emperor’s fate energy.

From this, one could see how rare and terrifying Grand Yan Immortals were.

However, there were two Grand Yan Immortals who had come to kill Prince Mo. This was a huge move.

In the entire Great Si Region, who could have such a heaven-defying authority?

He could not imagine it at all. He even thought that it was an order from Zhen Wuyang.

“Who are you people? Do you know that killing Prince Mo is equivalent to making an enemy of Emperor Zhen Wuyang and the entire Great Si Region?!”

The black-robed Elder was still holding on to his last hope despite his bitter resistance, attempting to let them know the serious consequences.

However, the two Grand Yan Immortals who were fighting him turned a blind eye to it. They did not care about the so-called Emperor Zhen Wuyang and the entire Great Si Region.

The terrifying Yan power had already crushed the Heavenly Palace on this small Celestial Prefecture into pieces. Countless broken walls fell on the Celestial Prefecture.

It was a scene of destruction.

As for Prince Mo, who had escaped from the Heavenly Palace, he was now like a stray dog, running for his life while dragging his broken arm.

Above the entire minor Celestial Province, the crimson prairie and the clouds of the polar night showed faint signs of collapsing under the battle of the Grand Yan immortals.

Jian Wushuang followed closely behind. The long and narrow wound on his neck had completely healed without leaving a single scar.

Everything that had happened had far exceeded his expectations. He had never expected that there would be others who would come to kill Prince Mo.

And from the looks of it, it seemed like they were here to completely annihilate him.

Jian Wushuang did not care about his life or death, but the impact and consequences of this matter would be huge.

As the fifth son of Emperor Zhen Wuyang, if he were to die, all the top cultivators and Yan Immortals in this battle would be investigated.

The three of them would most likely be dragged into this as well.

Therefore, Prince Mo could not die. Even if he did, he could not die in their hands.

Finding the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor and then quietly escaping was the best solution at the moment.

Chen Qing and Chun Qiu were in charge of bringing up the rear, keeping the masterminds of this incident, the five of the seven swordsmen, at their backs.

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The clouds were vast and the real terror of life and death made him burst out his last potential. Even Jian Wushuang, who was chasing with all his strength, felt a little bit of difficulty and the distance between them was not short.

Prince Mo broke through the clouds and fled toward the center of the entire small Celestial Prefecture.

There was a Fusang Tree that reached the heavens, with the Celestial Province as its foundation.

However, the crown that covered the sky was made up of huge dark green branches without a single leaf.

On the crown of the tree, there was a huge golden cage.

Inside the golden cage, there was a huge sun that one could not look at directly!

At this moment, Prince Mo’s flustered figure had already rushed to the front of the Fusang Tree.

“Di Qing, save me!”

A panicked and frightened voice came out of Prince Mo’s mouth. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight and had placed all his hopes on his voice.

In the golden cage of the Fusang Tree, the dazzling sun moved.

The bird’s head with the scarlet-golden wheel of light slowly lifted.

It was a Golden Crow with four eyes!

As it raised its head, the polar night was dispelled, and its two pairs of red eyes were like four great suns, so bright that one could not look directly at them.

Screeeeech-

A screech that seemed capable of tearing apart the entire Heavenly Realm resounded. The dark night of the entire Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture was dispelled, and brilliant light descended.

The golden cage was opened, and it spread its wings and flew out. As its wings spread out, the radiance of the world shone on the Celestial Prefecture.

A total of nine long scarlet-purple feathers descended from the Golden Crow’s tail, forming a huge sun with the Golden Crow’s wings spreading out. It carried a supreme and majestic aura.

At that moment, even Jian Wushuang raised his hand to cover his eyes subconsciously and could not take another step forward.

Hot, it was too hot.

A burning sensation from the depths of the soul made even a Yan Immortal retreat.

The power of the Nine-Tailed True Crow could no longer be measured by Yan Immortals.

Jian Wushuang felt that it was about to reach a mysterious realm and reach another level.

Based on his current understanding, this aura was already infinitely close to the top existences of the Heavenly Court.