Chapter 875

Jian San can't understand!

This fourth-generation disciple of the Yanhuang Sect, whose bone age is only a hundred years old, has already reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm at such a young age, and has mastered the unity of man and sword. He is simply a genius!

In the end, he lost his life just to leave a blood mark on his face?

Why?

Why the hell?

Seeing this scene, all the players were also blown up!

"Fuck, the brother of Honkai is so cool!"

"Damn, let me come!"

"Bullshit, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

"Can everyone line up and come one by one?"

"Damn, you are all pretending to be cool, who will fight so many monsters?"

"Can you be normal? Now is the plot CG time. Eating hot pot and watching the show is the right way. Can you stop thinking about pretending to be cool every day? Be a normal person, okay?"

-The group of players were blown up and chattered.

"Jian San! In terms of perseverance in the way of the sword, you are not even as good as my disciple! What's so strange about losing to this sect master!" He Yiming spoke slowly at this time, and the situation exploded!

"Puha!" Jian San was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and even the illusory sword behind him had a crack!

This means that Jian San's way is actually a little unstable.

It's so embarrassing!

Jian San remembered that he had boasted before that his way was the only way of the sword! He had never lost in the way of the sword!

As a result, He Yiming's random fourth-generation disciple taught him what a true sword cultivator is!

—Sword out, never back!

Do I...

have this courage?

No!

Just as He Yiming said...

My perseverance in the way of the sword...

Isn't it natural to lose to He Yiming?

Jian San was speechless in the face of He Yiming's words, and even felt that it made sense!

"With this sword, I will send you to your death!" He Yiming raised the ancient sword Emperor Yun again and spoke lightly.

If it was before, Jian San could still fight back!

Now that the heart of the sword is in chaos, it is completely impossible for him to be He Yiming's opponent!

The next strike will decide life and death!

However, Jian San laughed out loud!

"He Yiming, you win the sword contest!"

"But, you will still die! You will still lose this battle!"

"Because you don't know why I am called Jian San!"

"Come out, both of you!"

With Jian San's whisper!

The next moment, a shocking scene appeared!

Two figures took a step in the void and appeared in front of He Yiming.

Two genuine auras of the great power of the God Transformation Realm appeared without any disguise!

It turned out to be two powerful sword masters in the God Transformation Realm!

Moreover, these two people look almost exactly like Jian San!

"!" He Yiming's face changed, but he seemed to have expected it! But the players were dumbfounded!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

The players could never have dreamed that this BOSS Jian San would...

actually called out two more powerful gods!

This means that Brother Ming, at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, could fight three people at a higher level!

Moreover, these two figures look too damn similar to Jian San, they are exactly the same, could it be that

"This is my second brother, Jian Er!"

"This is my eldest brother! Jian Yi!"

"That's right!"

"We are three brothers, and triplets!"

"I am ranked third, so I am called Jian San!"

"He Yiming! No matter how strong you are, how can you defeat the three of us alone?"

"In this battle, from the moment you stepped into the Ancient Sword Realm, you have already lost!"

Jian San laughed loudly and slowly raised the ancient sword to cover the sky.

With two brothers in the God Transformation Realm, quietly ambushing in this Ancient Sword Realm, even if He Yiming has a trump card against the sky, Jian San also has two brothers!

Three God Transformation Realms beat He Yiming, who is at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, how can this motherf*ck lose?

"He Yiming, you are indeed amazing to have come this far! But once the three of us join forces, we will be invincible!" Jian Er said lightly, and the powerful power of the Transformation Realm burst out directly, and a sword-shaped phantom appeared behind him!

"That's right! I have already entered the Transformation Realm ten thousand years before Jian San! In terms of the profound foundation and cultivation of the sword, the old man and Jian Er are both above Jian San! He Yiming, you alone will never be able to defeat the three of us!" Jian Yi also spoke hoarsely, and a sword-shaped phantom also appeared behind him!

Jian San, Jian Er and Jian Yi, all walked the similar way of the supremacy of the sword!

In this way, He Yiming became a one-man-against-three situation!

But He Yiming laughed.

"!" Jian San and the other two were stunned, not quite understanding why He Yiming was still laughing at this point?

Could it be that he still has a trump card?

But no matter what the trump card is, it will definitely not be able to withstand the joint attack of three people!

"I have known for a long time that there are two more people in the God Transformation Realm here! I just didn't know that you are actually three brothers!"

"But I still came!"

"Because..."

"I am He Yiming!

He Yiming smiled slightly and raised the ancient sword Emperor Yun again.

"Boom boom boom!!!" At this time, the three brothers Jian San burst out with boundless sword intent, forming a triangle to fight against He Yiming!

The sword intent of the three people combined is far superior to that of He Yiming!

The combat power of both sides seems to be very different!

But He Yiming is still as calm as water!

"He Yiming, die!!!" Jian San no longer cares about the dignity of a sword cultivator at this time! Instead, he joins forces with his two brothers Jian Er and Jian Yi!

The three raised their hands and slashed out the strongest attack together!

"Three swords join forces! ”

“Sword is supreme!”

As Jian San and the other two attacked, the three sword energies merged perfectly and turned into the most powerful sword power, Sword is supreme!

This sword contains the momentum of being the only one in the world and never defeated! It is also a joint attack of three sword masters in the God Transformation Realm! Wherever this sword passes, the air is distorted, cracks appear in the void, and the terrible pressure almost moves the entire world!

“He Yiming, you can never stop this sword!” Jian San finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene!

It is like a joint attack of three people, as vast and boundless as the world!

Then He Yiming at this time is like a small mortal who can only tremble and be swallowed by the power of the world!

This attack will kill He Yiming!.

Chapter 1: Killing Three Gods with One Sword

“My name is He Yiming, and I am a mortal! "

He Yiming whispered softly.

Only He Yiming understood the meaning of this sentence.

Because in the first four years of crossing into this world.

He Yiming was a real mortal!

Without a backstage, without a golden finger, without talent, he was admitted to Haotian Academy purely by his own efforts!

During these four years, He Yiming fought against the fate of mortals!

"Entering this alien world, there are too many beings who want me dead!"

"There is the sky of the Northern Spirit Realm! There are the demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm! There is the power of the Chaos Star Sea! There are disasters in the ancient times!"

"However, I am still alive!"

He Yiming spoke again, telling the hardships and treading on thin ice along the way!

The lives of the players are endless!

But He Yiming has only one life!

All along the way, He Yiming fought against destiny!

"My swordsmanship is to cut through fate! Cut off destiny! Cut out the path for me, He Yiming!

"Let me show you the sword art that I, He Yiming, created!"

"Go against the flow of heaven, the sword will never turn back!

He Yiming raised his hand, and the powerful sword intent burst out!

In an instant, the Ancient Sword Emperor Meteorite made a roaring sound. It was the will of the Ancient Sword Emperor Meteorite that had been sleeping for countless years, resonating with the will of He Yiming!

"My sword has killed the frozen demon!"

"My sword has killed the apostle of the evil god!"

"My sword will kill the god of transformation today!"

He Yiming waved the Ancient Sword Emperor Meteorite, and a sword slashed out in the void!

"Boom!!!" In a breath, the joint attack of Jian San and the other two engulfed He Yiming!

But the next moment...

"Boom!!! " A figure holding the ancient sword Emperor Yun, killed through the boundless sword power!

Covered in blood and scars, but without hesitation or retreat!

Emperor Sauron once encountered a bottleneck and was stuck and unable to move forward!

He Yiming is no exception!

This sword, He Yiming cut off his past self!

What he cut off was the past self who cherished life like gold!