Master is so cold

Chapter 212 Jian Wushuang's Decision!

"A formation of enlightenment?"

Wang Taishan looked indifferent, "Su Mo, how can your words be convincing? Even if this place is the formation of enlightenment, there is no Dao, and trying to break through the extreme realm is simply a dream."

Wang Taishan has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, so how can he not know the existence of Taoism?
There is no aura of Dao in this place, and Jian Wushuang dared to cut himself off, Wang Taishan couldn't figure it out anyway.

Li Taibai was also puzzled, and he also did not believe that Jian Wushuang would make such a rash move.

Facing Wang Taishan's questioning, Su Mo did not rush to answer, but looked at Jian Wushuang calmly.

Jian Wushuang was laughing.

When he made up his mind to take this step, the long-suspended depression in Jian Wushuang's heart disappeared instantly. On the contrary, the relaxed feeling made him extremely intoxicated.

Once upon a time, he was so relaxed, so he walked out of the Supreme Sword Palace. It was him, and he never thought that he would become the world's number one swordsman.

He just wants to use the most ordinary mind to see the thousands of mountains in this world and wade through the thousands of waters in the world.

It wasn't until later that he met Ye Shuyao, who is now the palace lord of Yunding Immortal Palace.

Jian Wushuang admitted that it was the happiest time of his life.

Traveling with beauty, the meaning of life, how beautiful it is.

Whenever he thinks about it, Jian Wushuang will show a slight smile.

It was only when Jian Wushuang's cultivation became higher and higher, and he became a swordsman genius who attracted the attention of the world, that he realized that it was really hard to be such a peerless genius.

The Taishang Sword Palace is no better than Shengxuan Mountain, and has a terrifying background.

The sword is cultivated in one vein, cultivate a long sword around the waist, the sword is in the presence of people, the sword is strong, people are also strong, and the sect is naturally strong.

And Jian Wushuang is undoubtedly the most powerful sword cultivator in the Supreme Sword Palace and even in the world.

Therefore, Taishang Sword Palace has become the top three sects.

Just because of the existence of one person, it is the upper three.

Therefore, the Taishang Sword Palace became Jian Wushuang's biggest shackle. He no longer remembered that he hadn't traveled in Qingxuan Continent for many years.

Perhaps, only after becoming a fairy can Jian Wushuang have a chance to escape.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to reject Ye Shuyao's affection.

"Hahaha, Su Mo, I hope this place is the formation of enlightenment as you said, otherwise, I will be tricked by you!"

Jian Wushuang let out an incomparably carefree scream, just like the long sword in his waist, making a fierce sword chant.

"Sorry, old man, to keep you waiting."

He looked intoxicated at the long sword at his waist that had followed him for thousands of years, stroked it lightly, and that long sword, following Jian Wushuang's comfort, let out a cheerful sword chant.

That scene was like an old swordsman in the rivers and lakes, wiping the blood-stained sword in his hand.

A little is loneliness, but more is pleasure.

Finally, Jian Wushuang fell to the bottom of the abyss with all his breath, fell from the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and took one step to three realms. In a short while, Jian Wushuang turned into an ordinary person with no breath.

At this moment, on the blue brick stairs, a mountain-like pressure hit, Jian Wushuang only had time to groan before half-kneeling on the ground.

"Su Mo, tell me, the so-called sword cultivator is the center of the sword, or the sword in the heart?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes erupted with astonishing brilliance, and he gritted his teeth tightly so that he would not completely kneel on the ground, so that a large mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, but he never let out a scream.

His expression was unprecedentedly calm, as if there was no trace of waves.

Standing on a high place, Su Mo quietly looked at Jian Wushuang who had no spiritual energy fluctuations at the moment. A strange flash of light flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

He didn't answer.

Every sword has its own intention, and every sword cultivator has his own way of swordsmanship.

Jian Wushuang's way, only he can choose.

Seeing that there was no answer from beginning to end, Jian Wushuang suddenly laughed.

"Actually, it's not that I don't have doubts about my swordsmanship, but unfortunately, no one in this world can prove that my swordsmanship is wrong until you appear.
Su Mo, your four basic extremes make me very envious. I once told you that there must be a battle between you and me, but now it seems that there is no need for it."

Jian Wushuang looked at Su Mo with a light smile, letting the blood trickle from his mouth, "At least until now, this battle is unnecessary, because my sword is not as good as yours, so I have already prepared for it."

"Master Wushuang, if you talk nonsense again, I'm afraid you will die on the spot."

Su Mo's indifferent voice reached Jian Wushuang's ears, causing Jian Wushuang to be stunned for a moment, and then laughed helplessly.

A elixir was taken out from a space ring. The elixir was red all over, like a beating heart. The moment it appeared, there was a strange scent of blood and medicine that spread throughout the audience.

"Bark Spirit Blood Fruit!"

Someone revealed the name of the elixir.

"That's right, it's the Bailing blood fruit. It's a medicine of vitality. It's extremely valuable. It can generate blood and refine bones. It's a rare medicine."

Jian Wushuang chuckled, and then opened his mouth.

The terrifying medicinal power spread into Jian Wushuang's whole body immediately, and a terrifying blood energy burst out from Jian Wushuang's body, quickly making up for Jian Wushuang's injuries caused by self-cutting cultivation. Moreover, the medicinal power of the blood energy of Bailing Blood Fruit was too terrifying.

After all, the medicinal power contained in this kind of rare medicine, even if it only absorbs a little, has already exceeded the limit of blood of a spiritual practitioner.

Jian Wushuang's body was instantly swollen, and then he quickly crossed his knees on the ground and performed the exercises.

After all, he is a cultivator in the realm of life and death, and his own means are naturally amazing. Soon Jian Wushuang's aura will skyrocket again, and his realm will begin to fall after completing the Naling.

Naling Yipin!
The second grade of Na Ling!

All the way to the peak of Naling Ninth Grade!

A strange look flashed in Su Mo's eyes.

It seems that Jian Wushuang has made great preparations for this moment.

However, Su Mo is naturally aware of the danger. If he is not careful, he may explode and die.

Finally, Jian Wushuang's aura has reached the limit that the Naling Realm can hold, and it is still growing. Jian Wushuang's eyes are red, and he looks up at the sky.

"In the old era, this deity was one of the strongest in the world, but in the new era, this deity should have a place!"

After all, Jian Wushuang's blood soared into the sky, straight into the sky.

He was nervous and excited.

I also don't know if what Su Mo said is true, and whether it is possible to break through the extreme realm in the Immortal Emperor's Secret Realm!
The soaring blood energy went straight into the sky and disappeared.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them nervously, and had already forgotten about climbing.

If Jian Wushuang succeeds, it may set off a new round of upsurge in the world.

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In the very center of the continent, four immortals stood on the top of a palace, looking into the distance.

"I have already climbed to the realm of Yin and Yang, and forged the appearance of a fake fairy. I never thought that there would be someone who would dare to kill himself and only seek the vast immortal way. This kind of courage makes this deity look at me with admiration."

The White Tiger Immortal Venerable stroked his long beard and laughed.

Jian Wushuang's courage is destined to become the world's attention in this era, and even if Baihu Xianzun asks himself, he can't guarantee that he will have Jian Wushuang's courage.

Xuanwu Xianzun suddenly sneered and said: "Hehe, Baihu, you are wrong. You cut your own cultivation base and rebuilt the Dao. Jian Wushuang is not the first to do such a thing."

"You bastard, it seems that Su Mo has convinced you." Immortal Baihu said angrily.

"Hey, Baihu, you haven't tasted the taste of Su Mo's true dragon realm. To be honest, it tastes like an immortal emperor." Xuanwu Xianzun said carelessly.

Bai Hu immediately rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

However, the next moment, their expressions changed drastically.

Because, they seem to feel that a magnificent breath is waking up.

"Immortal Emperor Order, seems to be attracted!"

(End of this chapter)