1147: C1147 Three Swords on the Line

C1147 Three Swords on the Line

"I don't know your name, but I do know the date of your death."

What Wang Xiaojian said was the signature line of Ah Ke in King's Glory.

His voice was filled with an awe-inspiring killing intent.

When it was heard, all the Imperial Guard in the sky felt the killing intent, and their hairs stood up.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian's silhouette could be seen, but in their eyes, it was as though he was the black robed god of death, able to take their lives in an instant.

Even the hearts of two of the strongest guardians were shocked.

In the next second, they saw Wang Xiaojian's body turning into a shadow, rushing towards them!

"What?!"

The crane hair protector Mo Yue, and the golden-haired protector Mo Tian Dao were shocked by Wang Xiaojian's imposing aura and his bold movements.

And then, they sneered.

"A mere harp dares to challenge us? Brother Heavenly Blade Clan, I will go kill him! "

The crane hair guard Mo Yue said to Mo Tiandao who was beside him.

Seeing the latter nod, he took out a black treasured sword from the Storage Treasure.

A trace of hostility shot out of his eyes. With a loud shout, he unfurled the pitch-black Genuine Qi Wing and leapt forward.

The pitch black sword in his hand burst forth with a few meters long light as it flew towards Wang Xiaojian.

This sword was like a ghost from hell, gloomy and terrifying.

The sword's aura was like a monstrous river of the underworld, filled with the aura of death, as if it would drag a person into an endless hell.

The crane hair guardian Mo Yue, had a ruthless look in his eyes.

As he slashed out, a chill akin to that of hell enveloped the night sky, as well as Wang Xiaojian who was approaching.

Following that, he activated his Genuine Qi and a thirty meter long pitch-black sword beam shot straight towards Wang Xiaojian's head.

"Son, go to hell."

He roared explosively, his roar shaking the heavens.

He wanted to cut Wang Xiaojian in half with blood splattering all over the five steps.

He wanted Wang Xiaojian to die, to die, to die in hell forever.

He wanted to call for him, to die without a burial ground!

Boom!

The pitch-black sword light tore apart the skies.

The powerful aura caused all the Imperial Guard beneath the sky to be shaken.

Following which, their shocked emotions for Wang Xiaojian were replaced by excitement as excitement shot out from their eyes.

In their minds, this was the second time Guardian Mo Yue had acted.

The first time, on the day that the Molo Emperor Mo Meng 'usurped' his position.

Using his overflowing combat power, he slaughtered countless Martial Emperor s that were loyal to the Zhou Family Royal Family.

But this time, he wanted to kill Wang Xiaojian.

With incomparably terrifying battle power, kill him!

Bian Daque was very strong, but he only needed Guardian Mo Yue to help him.

In that case, he would definitely die.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian's black hair danced chaotically.

He felt Mo Yue's cold killing intent and also saw the Hell's Styx's sword aura.

This killing intent and sword aura was enough to kill most Martial Emperor Expert.

However, there was no fear on his face.

On the contrary, a strong will to battle shot out of his eyes.

He clenched his fist, and an incomparably powerful aura emanated from his body.

Facing Mo Yue's majestic sword projection, he used Flame-devouring Sky-cracking Sword Arts!

"Devouring Flame Splitting Waves!"

Wang Xiaojian shouted coldly.

On top of the Heaven-burning Profound Sword, a golden-coloured flame shot out.

The golden sword beam was over ten Zhang long.

Following that, Wang Xiaojian raised his arm, and facing the River Styx sword images that were approaching him, he slashed down fiercely!

Boom!

In the sky, two swords with different attributes collided.

The power of the Lunar Scourge was terrifying beyond compare.

The sword beam was like the River Styx.

However, the moment they touched each other, they were split in half by the middle.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The pitch-black sword light was split apart, before exploding in mid-air.

Mo Yue was shocked.

He never would have thought that the powerful sword move he used would be broken by Wang Xiaojian's golden sword beam.

What surprised him even more was that the golden sword image that Wang Xiaojian had unleashed, after ripping apart the pitch-black sword beam, was flying straight at him.

The figure of Wang Xiaojian also came charging over.

His handsome face was filled with an awe-inspiring killing intent!

"Damn it!"

Mo Yue was strong, he immediately gathered his Genuine Qi and slashed out in Wang Xiaojian's direction again.

Mo Yue used the Lunar Scourge. A pitch black sword light shot out into the sky.

He wanted to use this opportunity to counterattack after defending against Wang Xiaojian.

However, the moment the sword beam clashed, the energy exploded.

Wang Xiaojian's silhouette passed through the scorching flames and appeared in front of him.

His eyes were sharp like a blade, the sharp Heaven-burning Profound Sword was cutting down towards Mo Yue's head!

Mo Yue's shocked expression changed to one of shock.

He brandished his sword to block, but when the long sword collided with him, his expression suddenly changed.

Clang!

Boom!

The Earth Ranked Sword in Mo Yue's hand did not shatter from the impact.

However, the strength that came from nearly a million kilograms of Wang Xiaojian, still shook his palm until it went numb.

Mo Yue's face turned ugly as he retreated.

It was also at this time that Wang Xiaojian's second sword strike came slashing down once again!

Wang Xiaojian's gaze turned cold, the sword aura locking onto Mo Yue.

An overwhelming sword image, carrying an unstoppable aura, prevented Mo Yue from dodging it.

Mo Yue's heart trembled.

He gritted his teeth and forcefully lifted up his Genuine Qi, raising his black long sword to welcome it.

Clang!

In the air, the sound of a longsword colliding rang once again.

Mo Yue's body trembled.

His numb arms could no longer withstand Wang Xiaojian's enormous strength of nearly a million kilograms and the longsword left his hand.

And also at this time, Wang Xiaojian's third sword fiercely slashed down!

His killing intent was awe-inspiring and unstoppable!

Puff!

Ah!

An all-conquering sword beam slashed through flesh and blood.

Mo Yue's arm was sliced off, and sent flying.

Blood rained down from the sky, followed by a painful scream that was filled with shock.

Mo Yue's severed arm continued to bleed.1

Looking at the severed arm falling from the sky, he screamed in pain.

But soon after, his face was filled with terror.

Because, Wang Xiaojian's fourth sword strike was already approaching!

Bringing with it a golden sword beam that contained boundless killing intent, it descended from the sky. It made Mo Yue's hair stand on end!

Everyone in the sky was shocked.

Mo Yue's pupils tightened.

He wanted to dodge, but with his heavily injured body, he had no way of dodging.

He watched helplessly as the sword that was surrounded by golden light grew closer and closer.

The tip of the sword grew larger in his pupils.

The aura of death enveloped him.

At this time, a figure suddenly blocked Mo Yue's path.

It was the other Imperial City Guardian, Mo Tiandao.

He let out a roar that sounded like the roar of a demon lion.

Behind him, the illusory image of a mad demon appeared.

In the air, he used his strongest killing move and fiercely slashed at Wang Xiaojian.

Roar!

A terrifying devil roar resounded in the sky.

The demonic heavenly blade's blood colored long blade and Wang Xiaojian's fire red Heaven-burning Profound Sword fiercely clashed.

The two different types of energy intertwined and disappeared.

Then, with a loud 'boom', it turned into an energy shockwave and swept away everything in its way.

Demon Sky Blade and Wang Xiaojian's body flew backwards at the same time.

The figure of Mo Yue's severed arm was also sent flying along with it.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian's golden Genuine Qi Wing extended and stabilized his figure.

His black hair fluttered in the wind as he raised his head to look at the two guardians in the distance. A cold sneer appeared on his handsome face.

Mo Yue's expression was painful and aghast.

Mo Tiandao looked at the young man before him and his expression turned serious.

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