Chapter 257 No Love Left
A single, ethereal word, imbued with a chilling, snowy aura, seemed to pierce through the mountains and rivers of time, penetrating the depths of the mind.
Of course, Jiang Xianwan also boasted a bit.
"Little ones, today I'll show you what the strongest sword is!"
At this moment, the sword spirit, which had been dormant in the sea of consciousness, trembled slightly, and the golden mark between its brows flashed and disappeared.
The sword intent within the Star Wheel was excited by Jiang Xianwan's boasting, instantly becoming as energetic as if it had been injected with adrenaline, just waiting for her command.
right!
That's right!
They are the strongest swords!
We have to show off these little guys!
Jiang Xianwan, dressed in green with black hair, stood in the void.
"With the sword of this world, I soar into the clouds."
"The First Sword".
"A sword in the hand of a loving mother!"
The illusory sword intent poured out, carrying countless stardust, soaring straight into the sky and hanging high above that figure in green.
Wherever the phantom image reached, the wind and clouds surged, and the heavens and earth changed color.
At the same time, the six cultivators who flew on their swords towards the Taixu Sect's patrol area discovered that the spiritual swords beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble excitedly.
Sword: Some people are talking about the strongest sword.
This means...isn't that what it's talking about?!
"Holy crap! What's going on?! Why does my wife suddenly seem so excited?!"
"I feel that way too! It's shaking so fast I feel like I can't stand up!"
"Aaaaaah! Stop shaking! Do you want to be a widow?!"
"Tell me what's on your mind, honey! You're trembling so much it's scaring me!"
Lin Qingran exerted all her strength to control the spirit sword, her expression contorting for a moment.
Her spirit sword was also trembling.
Wu Miao was taken aback, and his grand dream seemed to respond to something, letting out a high-pitched and long murmur.
The six high-ranking officials wore strange expressions.
because.
Their wives... were trembling too!
They're shaking and having a lot of fun!
Give them the feeling of... the joy of about to go find another man!
Di Yin and Yun Weize looked at the cyan figure in the void, exchanged a glance, and immediately flipped their wrists to draw their respective spirit swords.
Three thousand thoughts, trailing a trail of black maces, roared out.
'Yangshuang' creatures turn into frost, and frost flowers fall and hang in the air.
Hua Buxiu held two swords together, drawing out a streak of crimson, molten lava-like fire from the fiery pattern between his brows.
A clear, soul-piercing cry, carrying a savage power, unfurled a pair of fiery wings.
With a tremor, the feathered tail spread out like a canopy, forcefully scorching the void into a boiling, trembling expanse.
At this moment, all the swords, following the cry of "Sword in the hands of a loving mother," displayed their strongest and most perfect sword intent with unrestrained elegance.
Their soulmates were heartbroken and vehemently condemned them for cheating on them.
Regardless of the consequences, they all rushed to unleash what they considered their strongest sword intent, heading straight for the azure figure standing in mid-air, with countless sword intents hanging high behind him.
Di Yin and Yun Weize arrived through the air, their steps faltering, a dazzling ripple spreading across their eyes and brows.
Jiang Xianwan stepped into the air, her cheeks like fresh lychees, her skin like snow, her spiritual energy surging, like a god looking down upon all living beings, making people want to look up to her involuntarily.
On her delicate fingertips, the star wheel spun to its limit, and countless sword intents gathered in mid-air above her head.
With a slight twist of his wrist, countless illusory figures tore through the sky with overwhelming force, plunging down.
"On the wanderer's body... uh?"
Hua Buxiu: "..."
Di Yin: "..."
Yun Weize: "..."
That magnificent, exhilarating sentence... came to an abrupt end.
Jiang Xianwan's voice trembled at the end, and she stumbled, the star wheel floating at her fingertips also stumbling.
The terrifying sword intent, capable of obliterating everything, shattered into countless points of spiritual energy the instant it touched the strange beast.
Seeing the scene before them, the three men stood still and fell silent.
The horde of strange beasts, as numerous as surging waves, seemed to have conspired together, and in a show of deception, they all collapsed to the ground with a thud.
and……
It spread its belly out and rolled back and forth on the ground, making pitiful "sobs," "humphs," "chirps," "mooth moo"... unbearable whining sounds.
Various sounds mingled in the air, and the scene was horrific.
The three people, Su Qingliu and his companions, who had rushed over in a flurry, paused and fell silent.
It was really unexpected.
It unexpectedly gives people a feeling of mental exhaustion and helplessness.
Jiang Xianwan was the one who surprised everyone the most.
Suddenly, so many sword intents rushed over and kept crowding into her star wheel, so she gave up.
Why are these strange beasts, which were not struck by her sword intent, suddenly acting as if they are seriously injured, lying on the ground, and even demanding compensation from her?
staged accident.
That's definitely a staged accident.
Jiang Xianwan silently watched the star wheel shake violently as a large amount of sword intent suddenly rushed in.
Then look at the beast tide that rolled and got up, happily and overwhelmingly rushing towards her again.
With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, he took off.
"Aaaaaaah! Help!"
Star Wheel: "..."
Because of the newly arrived sword intent, the battle inside the Star Wheel was incredibly fierce.
The three swords that had just entered, in particular, possessed a fierce power that overwhelmed the other sword intents, colliding with the sword intent of the Marked Sword.
Four of them—that's like having the whole harem to yourself.
The cultivators from the six sects who had arrived at the scene watched from afar as Jiang Xianwan displayed his unparalleled sword strike, expecting to witness a scene that would be worshipped by all cultivators and recorded in history.
However.
As Jiang Xianwan ran off with a roar, the beast tide howled and whimpered, spurring its feet and chasing after her wildly.
Their expressions of amazement instantly crumbled, and they all fell into an eerie silence.
That's... going down in history... oh well.
Just like... that kind of shit-like book she wrote before, unforgettable and worthy of worship.
Isn't this opening up a new track?
Jiang Xianwan had no time to care about historical records or excrement books; all she knew was that she didn't want to die!
The first thing you see are two emperors who are as beautiful as flowers and exude an ethereal aura.
Her eyes lit up instantly, and she rushed towards the two smiling men with fiery passion.
He let out a very enthusiastic and exhilarating shout!
"Emperor, Your Majesty—!!!"
Looking at the people who were unusually enthusiastic towards them, the two emperors had strange expressions. Their eyes met silently, and then each took a step to the side.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
In an instant, it brushed past the hem of the two emperors' robes and rushed between them.
She shuddered, her face showing disbelief and confusion.
This moment.
Her silence was deafening.
No way, these two are such jerks!
So the love is gone already?!
They disappeared way too fast!
Upon receiving the shocked gaze from Jiang Xianwan, the two handsome emperors covered their lips or coughed lightly.
They look exceptionally busy.
Meanwhile, the surging waves of strange beasts were still relentlessly chasing after her.
"Aaaaaah! Master! Master!!!"
Jiang Xianwan decisively chose to temporarily forget her guilty conscience from the morning and thought of the beautiful woman!
Looking at that tall, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, powerful, and reassuring man, she pounced on him like a weary bird yearning to return to its nest immediately.
Hua Buxiu stood tall and graceful, with a shimmering light seemingly flowing through her sleeves. Her beauty was breathtaking, like that of a deity.
Jiang Xianwan's eyes lit up with a burning desire as she looked at him, and she eagerly opened her arms.
Her shy voice took an even more convoluted turn.
"Master, sir~~~"
She knew it; the beautiful woman was still reliable...
Um?
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