Legend of Swordsman Chapter 6094 - Chapter 6094: Defeat Him

Chapter 6094: Defeat Him

A Universe Master at the Seventh Tribulation level could unleash a divine power of up to twenty million.

If it werent for the limitations of the Northern Spacetime, it could be even stronger.

This Broly is really tough. Despite such intense attacks, his divine power hasnt diminished! Shang couldnt help but exclaim. Is the path of transformation he cultivates really that powerful?

At this moment, the others also realized that despite Broly being continuously beaten, his divine power hadnt decreased.

On the contrary, it was continually getting stronger.

By now, Wu Zuos power had begun to wane.

He had been fighting with all his might for more than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, yet the battle was still unresolved.

This was somewhat unusual.

Should I go help him? Wutian, sensing something was amiss, glanced at Zhen Ling, seeking approval from this nominal leader.

Zhen Ling took a deep breath, growing impatient, and waved his hand, signaling, Go ahead, its a good opportunity for you to practice as well!

Wait! Jian Wushuang stopped Wutian from making a move and turned to Zhen Ling, saying, Its no use sending more people now.

This was because Brolys divine power had changed once again.

It had already matched Wu Zuos.

8 million!

And now, it was no longer a one-sided crush.

Broly was counterattacking.

Wu Zuo was even starting to struggle, his divine power steadily decreasing.

He was being surpassed by Broly.

Boom!

Caught off guard, Brolys punch landed on Wu Zuos face, sending him crashing into the mountains.

Climbing out from the frozen, rigid rubble, Wu Zuo felt a pang of panic.

Just moments ago, he could easily dodge Brolys punches, but now he couldnt avoid them. Moreover, the power behind those punches surpassed his own.

Damn it, this lunatic doesnt have any advanced secret techniques. How can he be this strong?

He was a direct disciple of the Realm King, having received numerous inheritances and even visited the Realm God Continent.

Among the Seventh Tribulation level, besides Jian Wushuang, no one else could claim to suppress him.

Even Wutian, who had fallen into the Nether Hell, didnt exert this much pressure on him.

Yet now, facing a junior he once looked down upon, he found himself at a disadvantage. This was a blow to his pride.

Realm Kings Power!

He boosted his divine power once more, directly employing the Realm Kings secret technique.

His divine power surged to 9 million.

This was his limit.

Wutian, who had been restrained, couldnt help but speak up, Did you know Wu Zuo had another trump card?

No! Jian Wushuang shook his head, then asserted, Wu Zuo wont win, neither of you can win!

How is that possible? Wutian didnt doubt Jian Wushuangs insight, but he doubted Brolys capability.

Nothing is impossible. Broly is a lunatic who can give people infinite fantasies. Just watch! Jian Wushuang crossed his arms, observing quietly.

When Broly had his second outburst, Jian Wushuang could tell that Broly still had a vast reserve of power within him.

His limit could reach at least 13 million.

Only he and Hu Qing could deal with him.

He was merely giving Wu Zuo face by not stepping in immediately.

However, he kept 30 percent of his Thought energy focused on Broly. If Broly exceeded Wu Zuos control, he would intervene at once.

But for now, Wu Zuo hadnt shown his true strength.

He hadnt even used the Realm King Fist yet.

But it would happen soon.

Jian Wushuangs feet sank into the ground as he clenched his fists, his body bursting with a red glow. He shouted, Realm King Fist!

With a dragons roar, his figure instantly appeared behind Broly, launching a double-fisted strike directly at Brolys sturdy back.

Boom!

Broly staggered, almost falling, and roared in pain. He turned around and opened his huge mouth, from which a destructive beam shot out.

Unable to dodge in time, Jian Wushuang had to brace himself to withstand the attack.

He pushed through the destructive beam and struck again.

The Realm King Fist continuously pounded Brolys divine body.

Jian Wushuang was in a complete frenzy.

But in doing so, his divine power was rapidly depleting.

However, Brolys divine power showed no change.

It neither decreased nor increased.

He was like an indestructible puppet.

No matter how much effort Jian Wushuang put in, it was to no avail.

Bang!

At close range, Jian Wushuang used divine power with one palm to push Broly back thousands

of miles, but his own body weakened.

Even though he wanted to save face, he felt exhausted, almost collapsing.

Looking towards the direction of the Qishen Temple, he gasped and shouted, Brother Wushuang, quickly... give me some power of all things, Im almost there!

Sigh! Zhen Ling covered his face, thinking about Jian Wushuangs earlier boasting and feeling embarrassed.

Jian Wushuang moved and landed on the mountain of the Sword Tomb. He didnt look at Jian Wushuang, but gazed at Broly in the distance, calmly saying, Here you go!

He casually condensed a ball of the power of all things and tossed it to Jian Wushuang below.

Pfft!

Jian Wushuang caught it with his divine body, instantly absorbing it.

His divine power was restored to its peak in an instant.

9 million divine power exploded, and he wanted to strike again.

Brother Wushuang! Jian Wushuang finally looked down at Jian Wushuang and shouted,

Its better if you dont come down. If you do, my hands will itch. Why dont you let me take

over for a bit...

The clever Jian Wushuang understood Jian Wushuangs meaning. He was giving him a way

out.

The recent battle had almost made him vomit.

He had long wanted someone to take over.

He asked Jian Wushuang for the power of all things just to have Jian Wushuang help him.

But he was concerned about his pride and couldnt ask directly.

So he pretended to be low on divine power and asked Jian Wushuang for the power of all

things.

Now that there was an out, he put on an embarrassed expression and sighed, Only you, anyone else and I wouldnt give up this credit, but were brothers, after all!

Then thank you! Jian Wushuang could only cooperate with Jian Wushuangs act, pretending

he was taking a great advantage.

Jian Wushuang adjusted his disheveled yellow robe, slowly ascended, and waved to Jian Wushuang, nonchalantly saying, Were all on the same side, no need to be so polite. Brolys barely hanging on, one punch will take him down!

Ahem! Zhen Ling covered his mouth and coughed dryly, even he felt Jian Wushuang was

being too shameless.

Everyone present, even the Universe Masters in the Sixth Tribulation, could see Jian

Wushuang was already outmatched.

Yet he still wanted to save face.

Who was he trying to fool?

Did he think he could deceive Mie Sheng?

Jian Wushuang, however, with a calm expression, returned to the ranks. Fortunately, he didnt

boast about himself.

Jian Wushuang, who stayed below, agreed with Jian Wushuangs last sentence.

One move to defeat the opponent.

Broly couldnt be allowed to grow any further.

Even to preserve Jian Wushuangs dignity, he had to succeed in one strike.