3988: C3988 So What If He's the King!

C3988 So What If He's the King!

The Wujia Ridge had disappeared for many years, and very few people remembered its former glory. The foundation of the three greatest experts in the starry sky was something that not even the Cloud Realm could withstand. Even though Longevity Ancestor was known as the oldest group of Heavenly Kings, and was of the same generation as the four great Heavenly Kings in the Universal Dimension, or even a little older, he still didn't dare to claim that he was the number one expert in the starry sky.

Because he had forgotten about it, he didn't fear it.

Linghu was dead.

Gongsun Yi was dead.

Jian Wuchun's entire body was ice-cold. He finally recalled that extremely cute place in his mind, the Wujia Ridge that made all the worlds pale in comparison. The figure in front of him was very calm. He didn't show any arrogance after killing the great demon. In fact, he didn't even see any fluctuation in his eyes. It was just so calm. It was only a matter of a flick of a finger when the sky collapsed and the earth caved in.

"You killed two people and offended two great heavenly kings. You won't be far from death."

Jian Wuchun was furious. It was an extremely shameful thing to rely on the title of heavenly king to scare the other party. He swore to rely on himself as he walked on the path of the heavenly king. He had encountered too many dangers in the past, but he was still able to survive. He didn't use his mother's name because he believed that with his talent and strength, he would definitely be able to overcome the crisis.

However, he didn't have the slightest confidence when facing Yang Ping because he was too calm.

Yang Ping did not seem to hear Jian Wuchun's threat. He looked at the sky quietly as if he was waiting for something. Jian Wuchun's face was twisted. He stared at him fiercely. A huge wave rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "No one has ever dared to ignore me like this."

"Then you are too weak."

Yang Ping lowered his head and looked at Jian Wuchun, who was furious but did not dare to attack. His eyes did not hide his disappointment. He shook his head and said, "If I were you, I would have escaped long ago. Why do you have to humiliate yourself in the mortal world? "

"You've gone too far!"

Jian Wuchun was furious. He wanted to attack, but he held it in and didn't run away. He knew that once he ran away, his opponent would plant an invincible seed in his heart. No matter how hard he tried to break through in the future, he wouldn't be able to break through to the Heavenly King realm.

A Heavenly King was an invincible path. He would walk the path he chose to the extreme and break the restraints of the Heavenly Dao. He would comprehend it and even create a new rule to become a Heavenly King.

Rules!

This was a supreme power. It was also the shackles of the Heavenly Dao that bound thousands of dimensions. The shackles of all living beings. If mortals did not enter the Heavenly King, they would forever be mortals. Even on the Heavenly King's path, one could clearly feel that under the Heavenly Dao, they would forever be mortals. The king is just an ant, an ant who knows how to steal lives, that's all.

"I want to challenge you!"

In the end, Jian Wuchun chuckled and revealed a miserable smile. He knew that he had no choice but to fight. Even if he died in battle, it would still be better than running away. Gongsun Yi was different. His mother was the number one expert in the Sword Dimension, and she had unparalleled glory. It was impossible for her to lose without fighting.

He had the pride of his mother's blood flowing. She stared at Yang Ping with a fierce look, as if she felt that she couldn't display her courage like this.

"You are very stupid."

Yang Ping looked at Jian Wuchun. Not only did he not admire Jian Wuchun's courage, he even mocked him. He shook his head and said, "He is dead, and there is nothing left. If you run away, I will not stop you. Because you are no match for me."

"Bastard!"

Jian Wuchun gritted his teeth and pulled out a sword that looked like a cicada's wing from his waist. Qiushui Changtian kept moving forward. The moment he pulled out the sword, It triggered a certain rule of the sword dimension, a rule of the sword. It was also the source of the sword. It descended directly from the dimension. When it landed on Jian Wuchun's body, his aura instantly skyrocketed. From a Quasi Heavenly King, it continued to grow stronger. Directly to the peak.

By relying on Power of Heavenly Daos, Nie Tian had absorbed too much energy that didn't belong to him, and he was also at the peak of the Quasi Heavenly King realm. He was only one step away from becoming a Heavenly King. However, he couldn't compare to Jian Wuchun. One had to admit that Jian Wuchun's strength had reached an incredible level by relying on his own cultivation.

"Bring the sword!"

Jian Wuchun raised his hand. A golden light descended from the sky and entered the sword. It was as if it had been injected into a soul. It trembled slightly and let out a cheerful cry. As the golden light entered the sword, the aura on his body was retracted. It was like a sealed sword that had finally pierced through the barrier of history.

Boom!

Jian Wuchun had unlimited confidence. He raised the sword and stabbed it towards Yang Ping. This sword cut through the space and passed through time. The Spatiotemporal River fluttered in the air. No matter how ancient one was, they would still be killed. This was not a sword that belonged to the mortal world, but a sword that belonged to the laws of the world.

One had to admit that Jian Wuchun was very powerful. Among his peers, he was considered an extremely terrifying expert in Cloud Realm. He was already at the peak of the world, but he shouldn't have descended into the mortal world, nor should he have met Yang Ping.

Yang Ping just watched quietly. He didn't say anything or make a move. Just like how he faced Linghu and Gongsun Yi, he just watched quietly. Then, he waited for the sword to come. A subtle change occurred in his pupils.

This subtle change was enough to prove Jian Wuchun's strength. It also proved that Yang Ping thought highly of him.

But it was just a glance.

Because Yang Ping raised his eyelids and then returned to silence, Jian Wuchun's sword strike was called Autumn Water Eternal Sky. It was a world, a dimension, but with a single thought of Autumn Water Eternal Sky, a sword strike could break through dimensions, and a sword strike could cut through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Die!"

Jian Wuchun chuckled. He couldn't help but feel delighted. He thought Yang Ping was scared by his sword Qi and didn't dare to move. That's right. This sword strike was the strongest sword strike he had ever learned in his life, and it had even surpassed all of his previous attacks.

How could a mere Great Saint Stage defend against it?

Ding!

A crisp sound broke through Jian Wuchun, who was still immersed in his wild joy. He realized that time had stopped, and his sword had also stopped. However, his opponent's two fingers could move. It was as if they had come out of a Spatiotemporal River and grabbed his sword.

Autumn Water Changtian was a supreme sword that was born in the sword dimension. He rarely used it. His sword was his person. When a person was with the sword, the sword would destroy them. The sword that was nourished by essence, energy, and spirit was naturally bright and bright.

However, the moment the sword was grasped, Jian Wuchun's expression changed drastically. He revealed a terrified expression as he looked at Yang Ping. It was as if he had seen a great demon when he had just started cultivating. The overwhelming pressure made him prostrate on the ground. Although he had succeeded in cultivating and killed the great demon in the end, the shadow of his childhood still lingered in his mind. It wasn't easy for him to break through to the Quasi Heavenly King realm. He had cultivated his will to the point of being fearless and invincible. But now, a layer of shadow had once again shrouded his heart.

Yang Ping was the great demon of his childhood.

Yang Ping held Jian Wuchun's Autumn Water Changtian. There was no sadness or joy on his face, but his eyes were looking into the depths of the void. It was as if Jian Wuchun was just an ant. It was not important at all.

"Let go!"

Autumn Water Changtian was a supreme sword. Jian Wuchun had suffered a great humiliation. The source energy in his body rushed to the sword, but it was useless. It was like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

Therefore, Jian Wuchun felt extremely lonely in this world.

He cried.

That kind of pressure he had felt when he was a child. He had cried for several days, but now he was crying again.

His invincible mentality had collapsed.

He looked at the figure in front of him that was like a high mountain, like a mother. He understood that he would never be able to cross over, so his heart died like ashes.

"Fellow Daoist!"

A voice broke through the Cloud Realm and landed in Yang Ping's ears, "My son is too ignorant and offended Dao friend. Please show mercy and consider this as returning a favor to me. Is that okay?"

Whose voice was that?

To be able to pierce through the Cloud Realm and reach the mortal world, his strength was too incredible.

However, Yang Ping knew very well that this should be Jian Wuchun's mother, the Supreme Heavenly King of sword cultivators. Her strength was probably still above the one in the Peach Blossom Island, but she was not afraid at all. However, when had she ever owed a favor to the Cloud Realm?

This was simply ridiculous.

"I once saved Ming Zhu's life, can it be considered as saving one life?"

The other party sighed.

Yang Ping narrowed his eyes, then let go of his hand. He looked at Yun Kong and said calmly, "Scram!"

Jian Wuchun wailed, but he still got up and rushed into the clouds. A ray of light tore through the barrier of Cloud Realm and brought him up. Yang Ping squinted his eyes. He was shocked in his heart. The strength that could tear through the barrier of Cloud Realm was definitely the top existence among the Heavenly Kings.

Yang Ping was not in the mood to care about it. Instead, he stared at Yun Kong and said indifferently, "Since you are here, why hide? You are a dignified Heavenly King. You are a junior."

"Interesting."1

A chuckle could be heard from Yun Kong. However, his voice was extremely cold.

- - The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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