Chapter 812 No rules
"Master! Are you okay?" Xiaotian Dog asked with concern while holding Yang Jian's hand.

Yang Jian waved his hands to show that he was fine, but his mind was exhausted by the nameless [inexplicable grief] he had felt before.

"Second Master, are you okay?" The Meishan brothers stepped forward to protect Yang Jian behind them, looking vigilantly at Wuming in the distance who was holding a sword in one hand and had the other hand behind his back.

Yang Jian said with a tired look on his face: "Brothers, be careful of Wuming, he is very evil."

Not long ago, Yang Jian almost died at the hands of Wuming.

The most powerful sword move of [Unexplained Sword Skills] is [Famous in the World], but [Unexplained Grief] is a cheating move.

The intensity of [Inexplicable Grief] does not depend on the strength of one's skill, but mainly on the intensity of the grief.

Especially when teammates are offering sacrifices, the power of this move is extremely strong.

The grief in Wang Ming's heart was not that strong, but Yang Jian's own grief was very strong, and he was directly trapped in it.

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Heavenly Yaochi.

Sitting on the chairs beneath the jade-inlaid screen were the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, the rulers of heaven.

"What a pity. Wuming's sword almost killed Yang Jian." said the Jade Emperor.

Yang Jian killed his nine sons in one breath. It can be said that the Jade Emperor really wanted to kill Yang Jian and did not care about the relationship between uncle and nephew at all.

"It's okay! Wuming had one chance to kill Yang Jian, and he will definitely have a second chance." The Queen Mother comforted.

"Your Majesty's vision is indeed good. She knew to send a copy of the secret book of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to Song Que and Wuming very early on." The Jade Emperor praised.

The Queen Mother also smiled complacently, but at this moment, her good impression of Wuming was almost gone.

"Wuming is strong, but he is even harder to control." The Queen Mother said with a frown.

The Jade Emperor smiled and said, "Your Majesty! Wuming thought he was smart and forced you to give him the second volume of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art by killing Song Que. Little did he know that when he started practicing from the first volume, it was destined that no matter what he chose, the final winner would only be my Heavenly Court."

After hearing what the Jade Emperor said, the Queen Mother also remembered her original plan, smiled and nodded, saying: "That's right! The things of Senior Brother Yuanshi of the Chan Sect are not so easy to get."

The Jade Emperor stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "It is easy to take the saint's things, but it is not easy to pay back the debt."

The Queen Mother said: "I think Senior Brother Yuanshi has already known that Wuming has obtained the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. I hope he will not be unhappy with what we have done!"

The Jade Emperor chuckled and said, "What if he is not happy? Brother Yuanshi is a saint, but he must give face to the master. Moreover, he is so happy that we are giving away the secret book."

Queen Mother: "Indeed, at this moment, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect are all on the Conferred God List. If they cannot find someone to replace them and take the place of the killing calamity, their cultivation will surely be wiped out and they will never be free again."

The Jade Emperor snorted coldly and said, "Humph! The twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect asked for it. They all deserve to be on the list because they didn't give me, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, the least bit of respect. If it weren't for Senior Brother Yuanshi protecting them, they wouldn't even think about using their disciples to take the blame for themselves."

The Queen Mother sighed and said, "Let's deal with the matter at hand first! Get rid of this evildoer Yang Jian first."

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"Second Master! This Wuming is willing to be a running dog of the Heavenly Court to stop us. We don't need to tell him any rules." The fourth brother of Meishan brothers spoke up, and without waiting for Yang Jian to nod in agreement, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, go ahead!"

All of a sudden, the Meishan brothers and Xiaotian Dog headed towards Wuming.

"No! No...don't!" Yang Jian wanted to stop these brothers from doing this.

Unfortunately, they had already rushed out and were affected by the magic power on their weapons.

Wuming faced the siege of the Meishan brothers and Roaring Sky Dog without showing any sign of panic, and his eyes suddenly widened.

【Ten Thousand Swords Return】

A strong sword force burst out from Wuming's body, knocking the Meishan brothers away.

The swords in the hands of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and the swords on the ground in this heaven began to tremble violently.

"This...what's going on?" The fifth fox brother tried his best to suppress the trembling iron sword in his hand.

The Meishan brothers and others felt a very depressing atmosphere, which made them extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Jian was horrified when he saw this, and immediately flew in front of the Meishan brothers: "Everyone be careful, Wuming may use a special move."

I see,

The sword in the hands of the fifth Fox Brother and the swords in the hands of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers all broke away from their masters, flew into the air, and then hovered above Wuming's head.

"go with!"

Wuming pointed the sword in his hand towards Yang Jian and the Meishan brothers.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of hovering swords turned their blades and rushed towards the distant enemies like a mighty torrent of swords.

“Ding Ding!!!!”

"This...this...this...how come this human is so powerful?" the eldest of the Meishan brothers said in surprise.

"With such strength, he may be even stronger than the Second Master." said the Fourth Master of Meishan.

Roaring Sky Dog couldn't hold the big bones in his hands anymore.

The swords flying in the air were not mortal weapons, but standard long swords produced in heaven.

Even if they are standard weapons, every weapon can break through the defense of immortals. Except for immortals who have practiced special skills, being wounded by a sword is no different from being wounded by a mortal.

There were hundreds of thousands of immortal swords flying in the sky. How could they not be afraid of such a grand scene?

"Brothers, hide behind me." Yang Jian shouted. He knew that the Meishan brothers would definitely not be able to withstand this huge torrent of swords, so he planned to resist it in the front alone.

At this moment, Li Jing stood up and said, "You step back, I'll do it."

The exquisite pagoda in Li Jing's hand swelled up in the wind, releasing a powerful suction force that wanted to take all the weapons into it.

Wuming suddenly appeared beside Li Jing, then kicked Li Jing out with his leg, interrupting Li Jing's chanting.

The difference between weapons and magic weapons is reflected here. The use of magic weapons requires special mantras.

"Dad!" Nezha was shocked to see Li Jing flying out. He took out all the magic weapons in his hand to avenge his father.

As a result, Wuming distanced himself from them again.

He controlled hundreds of thousands of long swords in the air and dropped them towards Yang Jian and others.

When Yang Jian saw this, he felt a sense of despair and powerlessness in his heart. Although he wanted to block the attack, he knew his own situation and it would be in vain even if he resisted forcefully.

"Who... who is this Wuming? I'm fine if I die, but I'm sorry..." Yang Jian's pupils widened, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of guilt. It was guilt that brought the Meishan brothers and Nezha father and son to attack the Heavenly Palace.

"I wonder if I can give someone some face."

(End of this chapter)