The Crown Prince’s last words: In fact, my father is not dead
48 If I don’t die with one sword strike, I’ll die!

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Dugu Jianxiong's sword intent spread out and his battle intent rose.

Li Ning 'er narrowed her eyes.

After witnessing the power of Dugu Jianxiong's sword technique, she retreated to the side.

He did not intend to continue attacking.

However, he was a little surprised.

The other party was actually the disciple of the late emperor, Ye Feng.

His master seemed to have never told him.

The late emperor had such a genius disciple in swordsmanship.

How would Li Ning 'er know?

Dugu Jianxiong was Ye Feng's disciple, and even Wu Lingyun didn't know about it.

How could her master know?

Ono Jiro's expression was very ugly.

Dugu Jianxiong's sword attack was too fast.

"Since you want to fight, what is there to fear?" he said coldly.”

A powerful aura erupted.

Cold killing intent flickered in the depths of his eyes.

A strange aura spread out from his body.

"It seems like this Wei Nation prince is serious. The aura on his body comes from the Yaki God that the Wei Nation worships.”

"Rumor has it that the Wei Nation's Yagi is very powerful. Back then, the late emperor was defeated by Yagi before he destroyed the Wei Nation.”

"That's a rumor, but Wei Nation martial artists have strange attacking methods.”

"Peak Rank-6 Grandmaster?"

Ono Jiro knew that he didn't have to go all out with the strength Dugu Jianxiong had displayed.

The reason he came to Grand Xia this time was to defeat the young geniuses of Grand Xia.

To be able to defeat Dugu Jianxiong.

Without a doubt, this was a huge blow to the prestige of Grand Xia.

"No, it's a Rank-7 Grandmaster?"

Ono Jiro's cultivation completely erupted.

The experts of the major forces were all shocked.

Rank-7 Grandmaster.

It was enough to become an overlord.

They had never thought that the Wei Nation Prince's martial arts talent would be so terrifying.

"Strange? Why didn't Dugu Jianxiong have any cultivation aura?”

Some people felt that Dugu Jianxiong didn't have any cultivation aura and couldn't help but feel surprised.

In martial arts cultivation, cultivation realm was the standard to measure strength.

"What do you know? This sword art genius cultivated the sword path.”

"If I'm not wrong, he wants to become a Sword Dao Grandmaster with the Sword Dao.”

A Grandmaster expert could not help but ask.

The people beside him seemed to understand.

However, some of the experts gasped.

He became a great grandmaster with his sword path.

Such a cultivation method was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Once he succeeded.

It would create a stronger Sword Dao strength.

The sword is me, I am the sword!

The supreme realm of the integration of man and sword!

Anyone who cultivated sword techniques would pursue this ultimate realm of the sword.

However, a sword expert who could achieve the state of being one with the sword.

In the past thousand years, there had never been such a thing in Grand Xia.

It was rumored that there was once a genius swordsman in Grand Xia who had achieved this feat.

After that, he became the famous Sword Ancestor of Grand Xia.

It was a pity that his Sword Dao had been seeking defeat all his life.

However, he did not fail.

In the end, no one could inherit his legacy.

With the passage of time, it disappeared into the river of history.

"Today, I will let you know that I, Ono Jiro, am the true Heaven's Favorite!”

Ono Jiro's face was filled with killing intent.

He was a prodigy that had never appeared in the Wei Nation in a thousand years.

Today, he had to defeat Dugu Jianxiong.

Dugu Jianxiong held the Rainbow Light Sword in his hand, his expression calm.

He stared at Ono Jiro indifferently.

There was never any emotional fluctuation.

The sword light spread.

"If you like to continue spouting nonsense, I can sit below and wait for you to finish your nonsense before I fight you!”

"Crazy!"

Hearing Dugu Jianxiong's words, everyone felt that he was too arrogant.

This was completely ignoring Ono Jiro's threat and strength.

"You…"

Ono Jiro's face was filled with anger.

The person who dared to ignore him for so many years.

Dugu Jianxiong was the first.

And the last one.

"Go to hell!"

As he spoke.

Ono Jiro's rank-seven grandmaster aura burst forth, and his body was filled with a mysterious aura.

He waved his hands and condensed two terrifying blades.

The blade tore through the air and arrived in front of Dugu Jianxiong in the blink of an eye.

Countless people were dumbfounded.

Ono Jiro was actually teleporting.

Even Wu Lingyun's eyes narrowed.

Was this the strange method of the Wei Nation martial artists?

In a flash.

Countless people were dumbfounded.

They saw that the blade seemed to have pierced through Dugu Jianxiong's chest.

All of them felt pity in their hearts.

Was a genius of swordsmanship going to fall just like that?

Shua!

There was a hint of surprise in the depths of Ono Jiro's eyes.

As expected, his Ninja divine art had unleashed its absolute power.

The blade was about to stab into Dugu Jianxiong's chest.

He was extremely excited.

However, at the critical moment.

Dugu Jianxiong's body didn't move, but the Rainbow Light Sword in his hand moved.

A sword slashed out.

The void froze.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

That sword!

It was too fast!

Extremely fast!

They could not describe it with words.

This was because Dugu Jianxiong had drawn his sword.

They all saw it clearly.

It was all too clear.

The sword was so close to him, but it was actually so fast.

Ono Jiro still had the same smug smile on his face.

He felt that he had already killed Dugu Jianxiong.

However, Dugu Jianxiong had never moved.

The only thing that moved was the Rainbow Light Sword in his hand.

"No…I'm not…willing…Why?”

The smile on Ono Jiro's face disappeared.

It was because he could clearly feel that the blade he had attacked was beginning to dissipate.

His life and vitality began to flow away.

"Master once said that if I practice the sword…"

"If I don't die with one sword strike, I'll die."

Dugu Jianxiong's voice wasn't very loud, but it resounded throughout the square.

Countless people heard it clearly.

There was only shock left in their hearts.

"If I don't die with one sword strike, I'll die!"

What kind of shocking talent was this to be able to achieve such a state?

What kind of expert could teach his disciples to comprehend such an extreme Sword Dao?

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