Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4955: Zhen Wu Dijun

With the sound of this endless majesty resounding, two Dayan Immortals holding the sky halberd, tear the void and walk out.

Two Three-turn Dayan Immortals!

Jian Wushuang was alert for an instant, and an invisible sword appeared in his palm.

"He who holds the sword into the heavenly court, die!"

The two Dayan Immortals holding the halberd burst out loud, and the cold light burst into their eyes!

In the face of the two Tier 3 Dayan Immortals, Jian Wushuang is actually still elusive, but at this time he is inevitable, there is only one battle!

Two sky halberds crossed, and an unparalleled giant light burst instantly!

The two heavenly gatekeepers did not even ask the reason, and directly killed them.

Jian Wushuang had to deal with it.

The sword's edge slashed, and thirty-six thousand sword intentions rose up, all strangling forward.

Jian Wushuang, who has realized his strongest sword intent, has now reached an unprecedented level of control over kendo and sword intent.

Not only kendo, but also enveloping ancestors and immortal styles are one step closer.

If it were not for the absence of Xianyuan, Jian Wushuang was confident that he would be able to climb into the realm of Dayan Fairy after the battle with Jiutian Xianjun Chang Duoling!

But there is no if, and now he is still only the peak of eternal immortality.

However, he is an immortal, but he has the terrifying power to kill the immortal.

Faced with the cold light coming from the violent shooting, 36,000 sword intents strangled from all directions.

"Boom!"

In front of the heavenly court, the most magnificent martyrdom broke out.

The two heavenly gatekeepers stepped back together, their eyes became cautious and solemn.

Jian Wushuang picked up his long sword and stood still in place. He did not take advantage of the victory and pursuit, "I have no intention of entering the heaven, but this is the only way for me to go out. If you can tell other ways to leave, I will leave here. Go."

Listening to what he said, the two gatekeepers looked at each other, and there was less murderous in their eyes.

Finally, an older Dayan Immortal stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "You go back, and you will disturb the emperor's sleep. Once the emperor wakes up, no one can save you."

"I have no intention of harassing, but I am afraid this is the only way for me. Only from here can I leave, so I can't retire."

Jian Wushuang didn't retreat in the slightest, and said condensedly.

"Bold, you are a little Yanxian who dare to be so arrogant? Are you not afraid that this seat will kill you on the spot?" The gatekeeper took a step closer again, holding the palm of the halberd as if he was about to kill in the next moment .

He still stood there and said quietly, "You can't kill me."

"Extremely arrogant!" The gatekeeper laughed in anger, and the Heavenly Halberd in his hand was about to smash at Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, however, the sudden change occurred.

The sky halberd that was raised high and horizontally crossed Jian Wushuang's head, no matter how hard it was, it was as if some form of invisible heaven had restrained it.

Even if his face flushed, he couldn't go any further.

Jian Wushuang was also a little strange. He didn't release any power and sword intent to stop him, but the appearance of the gatekeeper did not seem to be fake, but was truly restrained.

The next moment, the giant gate of heaven that seemed to have been silent for countless years slowly opened, reflecting the endless brilliance.

The expressions of the two gatekeepers changed drastically. They didn't even think about it, they knelt in front of the heavenly court, not even daring to lift their heads.

The brilliance dissipated in an instant, and everything calmed down.

"Come in..."

A low sound, and with the ethereal voice above the heavenly way, resounded from the heavenly court.

Jian Wushuang's heart trembled unconsciously.

"One, a living emperor?!"

He couldn't believe it. Could it be that in this endless sea, an emperor was really sealed? !

Suppressing the uncomfortable spirit, Jian Wushuang finally decided to step into the heavenly court.

He is already holding a determined mentality. If the emperor does not intend to let him go, the big deal is death, at least he can be reborn in the future.

Stepping into the heavenly court, the Wen Yu ground beneath her feet quietly lit up, and then the whole heavenly court was illuminated.

The heavenly court is vast and empty, there are no listed mountains and sea pillars, no case tablets seated one by one, and some are just empty.

Jian Wushuang was in this heavenly court, feeling a chill in his heart somehow.

"You are here..."

The endlessly majestic and ethereal voice resounded in this heavenly court, and he couldn't notice where the voice came from for a while.

"You are the first visitor I have seen since I fell asleep, and a few years ago, I had counted such a day."

As the voice fell, an emperor robe figure slowly walked out from the depths of the heavenly court.

The unspeakable aura of heaven circulates around him, making people just look at it, and never dare to look directly.

After Jian Wushuang saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

The figure of the emperor wearing the emperor's clothes is exactly the same as Zhen Wuyang!

No matter the face, body shape, or the breath flowing around the body, they are exactly the same as Zhen Wu Yang born, just like carved out of a mold!

"Do you think I am familiar with it, exactly like the emperor in your heart?"

The emperor slowly came to Jian Wushuang, and said calmly.

Jian Wushuang felt a shock in his heart, and said solemnly, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Of course, what I want to know, nothing can be hidden." He continued, his true eyes, as if he could see Jian Wushuang thoroughly.

And Jian Wushuang couldn't help but panicked secretly, if it was what he said, it would be too terrifying.

The emperor continued, "I had foreseen this scene a few years ago, but what I didn't expect was that the person who came would be a trivial immortal."

"Have you been to Heavenly Court?"

Faced with the question, Jian Wushuang thought for a while, and finally nodded, "I have been."

"Have you seen Zhen Wuyang?"

"I have seen it."

"Do you think I am somewhat similar to him?"

Jian Wushuang nodded again, and muttered to himself, "It's more than a little similar, it's exactly the same..."

"I also know myself, exactly the same as Zhen Wuyang, do you want to know why?"

The emperor smiled slightly, although his face is no longer young, he can still see the endless heroism.

He seemed to be in a memory, and Zhenmu looked over Jian Wushuang and looked into the distance.

"His name is Zhen Wuyang, and my name is Zhen Wu."

"However, Ten Thousand Realms Tianyu only knows Emperor Wuyang, but not Emperor Zhenwu."

"In other words, I am him and he is me."

After Jian Wushuang heard this sentence, he was completely shocked. An emperor was able to separate two different individuals?

Then which of them is true and which is false?

"There is no true or false between us, just two different images." He said in a slow voice, named Emperor Zhenwu, as he answered his doubts for Jian Wushuang.