After signing in for ten thousand years, the Supreme Patriarch was born!

Wang Xuanxiao and Wang Lijian couldn't believe their eyes at all.

Bian Guanyue clearly suffered the Tianzhu sword head-on. Logically speaking, even if that sword could not kill Bian Guanyue, it could still seriously injure him.

But all of a sudden, Bian Guanyue 'resurrected from the dead', such a serious injury, healed as before in a short period of time.

Looking at Bian Guanyue again, his eyes were full of horror, as if what he saw was a monster.

After Bian Guanyue felt the power of Zhu Tian's sword, she also lost interest in playing with Wang Xuanxiao and Wang Lijian.

Bian Guanyue has been known for a long time for this move of Zhutian Yijian.

If it was in the past, with his fragile body, he would not dare to resist this move head-on.

But now, after practicing Nine Deaths, as long as the opponent can't completely obliterate him, he can quickly heal himself and return to the peak.

In other words, no one in the Nine Realms can kill him unless Supreme himself takes action.

Behind Bian Guanyue, a phantom of a waning moon appeared.

I saw him holding a sharp sword in his hand, the power of the moonlight was concentrated on the sword, and then he slashed out.

"The Crescent Moon Cleaves the Sky!"

A loud shout sounded in everyone's ears.

I saw a sword light like a waning moon sweeping towards Wang Xuanxiao.

Wherever the waning moon's sword light passed, the space was torn into narrow cracks.

In an instant, the waning moon sword light appeared in front of Wang Xuanxiao, and in Wang Xuanxiao's astonished eyes, the cold sword light passed through his body.

boom!

The Xuantian armor on his body suddenly shattered.

Although his body was not cut off, his life was hanging by a thread, and the injuries on his body were horrible and shocking.

Wang Xuanxiao was seriously injured, and without the defense of Xuantian's armor, it was even more difficult to resist Bian Guanyue's sword.

Unlike Bian Guanyue, Wang Xuanxiao did not have such a strong self-healing ability, nor could he recover to his peak in a short period of time.

Wang Xuanxiao only felt extremely painful. Since he became the Invincible Emperor, he has never suffered such a serious injury.

However, this is not the end...

I saw the two tigers holding a huge axe, slashing towards him like a ferocious beast.

scoff!

Losing the defense of Xuantian's armor, coupled with being severely injured by Bian Guanyue's sword, Erhu's ax directly split Wang Xuanxiao in half, whose life was already hanging by a thread.

Everyone only saw that the body cut off by the giant ax fell down, and the rain of blood poured down the sky.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, this is an invincible emperor!

One of the only two remaining invincible emperors of Wanjianmen, who actually fell like this?

Doesn't this mean that Wan Jianmen has lost this battle?

The fall of Wang Xuanxiao had dealt a huge blow to the morale of the disciples of Wanjianmen, to the point that many disciples of Wanjianmen directly lost their courage to fight.

"Old Patriarch Xuan Xiao!"

Seeing this, Wang De's expression was extremely heavy.

As the deputy sect master, he is more aware of what Wang Xuanxiao's fall means.

With only Wang Lijian left, it is impossible to stop the three invincible emperors joining forces.

If Wanjian Supreme is not born, Wanjianmen will be destroyed in the hands of Bian Guanyue!

"Ancestor..."

"If you don't come out again, Wanjianmen will be wiped out!"

"Could it be that you can really watch your disciples be killed and your sect destroyed?"

Wang De's complicated eyes turned to a palace in Wanjian Gate that had been dusty for nearly ten thousand years.

His figure flashed, and he came to the palace in an instant.

He fell to his knees with a 'plop', knelt in front of the palace gate, kowtowed heavily and said: "Wang De, disciple of Wanjianmen, please leave the old ancestor!"

This knock was extremely hard, and without any defense, the stone slabs on the ground were cracked, and bright red blood oozed from Wang De's forehead.

However, no one in the palace responded.

Wang De did not give up, and continued to kowtow: "Wang De, a disciple of Wanjianmen, please leave the ancestor to save the sect!"

"If the old ancestor doesn't come out of the gate again, the sect will definitely be destroyed in the hands of Bian Guanyue!"

"Ancestor, please go out!"

Wang De remembered gnashing his teeth and trembling all over.

Kowtowing again and again made his forehead bloody.

But there was no response from the palace.

……

And in the sky, while Wang Xuanxiao was falling, Bian Guanyue and Erhu turned their attention to Wang Lijian.

With the blessing of the formation, Wang Lijian can barely protect himself for a while.

But under the huge amount of consumption, the huge spiritual veins at the foot of Wanjianmen can no longer support the terrifying consumption of Wanjian Tianzhu Formation.

Wang Lijian's defeat was only a matter of time.

No, to be precise, Wang Lijian's fall is only a matter of time.

He will go down to accompany Wang Xuanxiao soon.

clang clang! ! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce. After witnessing Wang Xuanxiao's fall, Wang Lijian didn't dare to keep any cards.

All means of attack and defense were used.

If it is not used anymore, I am afraid there will be no chance to use it.

But despite this, Bian Guanyue and Erhu still couldn't stop the attack.

boom!

Under Erhu's slash, Wang Lijian's body fell down like a meteor.

It happened to land in the palace where Wang De was.

At this time, Wang De was still begging Supreme Wanjian to go out and save Wanjianmen.

Just like before, there was no sound coming from the palace.

Wang Lijian landed outside this palace, he got up, knelt down towards the door, and shouted loudly: "Please leave the old ancestor to preside over the overall situation!"

Right now, his only vitality, the only vitality of Wanjian Sect, is all in the Wanjian Supreme who has been closed in this palace for thousands of years.

"Please leave the ancestors to save Wanjianmen!"

"..."

Wang Lijian and Wang De tirelessly shouted.

Bian Guanyue and Erhu chased after him.

"I don't think you need to waste your efforts in vain. Your ancestor is too timid. He is just a coward. I am afraid that he would not dare to take the risk of demotion and leave the customs for you descendants." Bian Guanyue shook her head and said sarcastically .

"That's right, what Wanjian Supreme, under the pressure of the world's rules, is nothing more than a coward!" Erhu also took the opportunity to indulge his addiction.

Wang Lijian and Wang De's hearts sank, but they still did not give up calling Supreme Wanjian.

Bian Guanyue sighed, and said: "It seems that your ancestors really don't plan to leave the customs."

He put the long sword in his hand on Wang Lijian's neck.

"If that's the case, then just suffer and die obediently!"

Bian Guanyue cut Wang Lijian's neck with a single blow.

Seeing that Wang Lijian was about to decapitate, but at this moment, there was finally a trace of movement in the palace.

An invisible energy came from the palace, and bounced the sword in Bian Guanyue's hand.

Bian Guanyue took several steps backwards.

"Sovereign Ten Thousand Swords!" Bian Guanyue looked at the palace with fixed eyes.