Chapter 1490： The ultimate blow (1/2)

Jian Liuyun smiled and said: ”Yu Xuantian and Xueyun are in the realm of the immortal emperor, I can't kill them, but you are not, but you have the power of the great power, killing you, plundering your power, I can be promoted from the middle emperor to the upper emperor!”

”At that time, no one in this immortal realm will be able to stop my Jian Liuyun's footsteps. The sword realm will unify the immortal realm, not a joke!”

”you are dreaming?”

”Are you dreaming, you know it!”

Jian Liuyun sneered and said, ”Muyun, to tell you the truth, if you want to stand up to the top in this immortal world, you must have a powerful avenue power to achieve the throne!”

”The emperor is the emperor above the immortal king, one emperor confines the territory, and thousands of miles are evergreen. Then, it will be a good time for you to gallop between the world!”

”I can't ride the world, but it's always possible to pull the cushion back!”

”You are too arrogant!”

Jian Liuyun looked at Mu Yun, with murderous intent in his eyes, and his hand interrupted the sword, shining sharply at this moment.

”Pitian Sword!”

The Heavenly Sword in Jian Liuyun's hand fell directly, and the powerful sword aura gave people a violent aura, roaring.

Seeing this scene, a sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Yun's mouth.

”Jian Liuyun, do you know why I can spur the 33-handed fairy world?”

Mu Yun sneered and said: ”Because, this Heavenly Sword was broken by me back then, now...”

Om...

Mu Yun's words fell, and a broken sword tip appeared in his hand.

”Sky Sword!”

Jian Liuyun saw this scene, and he was stunned.

How could the Heavenly Sword be in Mu Yun's hands?

Ten thousand years ago, Mu Yun broke this sword, and the tip of the sword disappeared. Over the past ten thousand years, the 33 Heavenly Sword Gate has never given up looking for it, but they never thought of it. In the hands of Mu Yun.

”If you want to fight, then fight!”

Mu Yun sneered, and stepped forward. The power spread throughout his body. The abundant power was constantly converging, and the powerful breath came from the tip of the sword.

boom……

In an instant, the two figures collided.

And at this moment, Xueyun and Yu Xuantian led everyone to evacuate, but at this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate was locked, and the disciples could not rush out at all. The Heavenly Sword Guard was not a threat to them, but the disciples' Life is the most important thing.

This is their hope in the future.

At this moment, the two can only fight and retreat, bringing their respective sect disciples together.

But those Heavenly Sword Guards were killed desperately.

Jian Nantian looked at the two of them and said indifferently: ”Xue Yun, Yu Xuantian, you have the determination to destroy my 33rd Heaven Sword Sect, so naturally you should have the determination to die!”

His face was very pale at the moment, but many Heavenly Sword Guards were shrouded around him, and he was quite majestic at this time.

”hateful!”

Xueyun said bitterly: ”Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, how come so many Heavenly Sword Guards suddenly appear...”

”The ghost knows!”

Yu Xuantian also had a gloomy expression.

This time, I thought it was a perfect plan. Using Mu Yun as the bait, the Heavenly Sword Sect was brought to annihilation, and then the three major sects destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect. Thirteen Heaven Sword Gate.

However, it was originally the play of the praying mantis catching the cicada oriole. Now this oriole has become the 33 Heaven Sword Gate.

Three Thousand Heavenly Sword Guards!

What a terrifying force this is.

The blood evil guard and feather **** soldier of the two sects totaled less than three thousand, and they suffered heavy losses in the previous battle.

Now it is not the opponent of these Heavenly Sword Guards.

They got a big trap!

Most importantly, Jian Liuyun is not dead yet.

Even Yu Xuantian felt incredible.

Jian Liuyun can be said to be a generation older than him. He died a long time ago. But now that he appeared, Yu Xuantian understood that instead of being dead, he was promoted from the lower immortal emperor to the middle immortal emperor. Realm, even if he and Xueyun join forces, they are not necessarily opponents.

”do not care!”

Yu Xuantian suddenly shouted: ”Blood Cloud Leader, my Great Underworld God Art, combined with your Great Blood Curse, must break a hole, how much can I walk!”

”it is good!”

The two people's words fell, and immediately started.

”Want to go? Easy to come, but difficult to go!”

Jian Nantian sneered again and again.

This time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate was the biggest winner.

At this time, on the other side, Mu Yun was fighting Jian Liuyun, and the two figures were in the big formation, coming and going, wherever they went, there was no grass.

One person holds half of the sky sword, and the sword winds converge, destroying the peaks.

The originally magnificent and majestic Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate, at this moment, looked completely different, with ruined walls, everywhere, crying, fighting, and smelling blood, filling the ears and noses.

It looks a little frightened.

”Mu Yun, you are not my opponent after all!”

Jian Liuyun was holding a broken sword, his figure grew taller, and the aura in his body continued to flow.

At this moment, Mu Yun was panting and his face was pale.

Burning a life span of ninety-nine thousand years, he has done his best at this moment.

This is not ten thousand years ago. At that time, he was in the top immortal king realm, able to slay thousands of immortal kings with a wave of his hand, but now, he is only a first-grade immortal king, which consumes life span and improves realm, after all, it is limited.

”It's impossible...”

Mu Yun whispered: ”It's really impossible, but...even if I die, you can't get the power of the great power in my body!”

The words fell, and the sound of clattering sounded. In Mu Yun's body, sixty-four iron chains, at this moment, whizzed and spread completely, each iron chain spread to the edge of the sky, 64 iron chains , Transformed into sixty-four silk threads, covering the sky of the thirty-three heavenly sword gate.

”drop!”