Chapter 212: Fighting against Grayrobe

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Rumble…

A terrible breath of Yang Void Realm burst from Grayrobe while an overwhelming sword essence exuded from Jian Wushuang.

They stared at each other.

The moment their aura reached the peak, they disappeared at the same time.

When they appeared in the Void, the two scary attacks were colliding on-head.

The movement Jian Wushuang displayed was Idealistic Form, the first move of the Selfless Sword Technique.

Combining four sword essences, and most important, containing a stream of Origin, the strike was powerful.

On the other side, the blood-red blade Grayrobe struck was perfectly combined with Drip Sword Essence and Dark Sword Essence.

When it came to the comprehension of sword essence, Jian Wushuang, who grasped the Origin, was much better than Grayrobe.

But Grayrobe, an expert of the Yang Void Realm, was much stronger than Jian Wushuang in Cultivation of Spiritual Power.

Bang!

After the crash, Jian Wushuang shivered and his right hand, holding the long sword, became numb.

“Go to hell.”

With a sudden shout, Grayrobe turned his blood-red blade into a blood shadow of a ghost, appearing in front of Jian Wushuang soundlessly.

Hua! Hua! Hua! Hua!

He consistently hacked four times, and each time, the blood-red blade was as fast as lightning striking down the earth.

Jian Wushuang fended against them successfully, but his body was beaten back.

“Star Destroying!” Grayrobe shouted.

With just a shout the whole vicinity started to rumble.

With a sudden outburst, a horrible breath gathered in Grayrobe, and then the blood-red blade slashed in Jian Wushuang direction.

A blood shadow flew across the Void.

Even the air was split without mercy. As far as eyes could see, a giant blood shadow like a crescent blood moon which carried unparalleled power suddenly showed up over Jian Wushuang’s head.

Jian Wushuang made a slight pupil constriction, and he could only raise his Triple-kill Sword to withstand the attack.

Bang!

Whoosh!

After a thud, Jian Wushuang was absolutely hit and fell down on the plains of the Sky Valley beneath.

Like a meteorite falling, Jian Wushuang slammed into the ground, which immediately shook the earth. All at once, a giant hole turned up.

Even when it came to this point, the battle wasn’t over at all. Grayrobe showed up above the giant hole.

“Go to hell!”

With the roaring killing intent in his eyes, Grayrobe waved his blood-red blade and stabbed along the Void.

There were ripples floating in