Chapter 4411 Ten Thousand Years in the Snap of a Finger

Tarot!

This was the last move of the Tarot Sword Manual, and it was named after the Tarot supremacy. One could imagine how domineering it was!

This sword technique was created by Supreme Tarot in his later years. It was also the Tarot Swordmaster's greatest reliance in suppressing the universe and the ten thousand races!

This sword contained all of the comprehensions he had gained from the Supreme, invincible sword Dao of Tarot. It was the culmination of all of his comprehensions in his life!

“If I'm invincible, who else but me can do it! What a bold move!”

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered and he took a deep breath.

Immediately, Jian Wushuang's thoughts sank into the Tarot sword move.

The next moment.

The scene in front of Jian Wushuang suddenly changed. The bright moon on the mountain peak disappeared, and the strong wind disappeared. He seemed to have fallen into a virtual space.

In front of him, a green-robed figure stood with his back to him and his hands behind his back.

“Tarot supremacy…?”

Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and asked.

“My successor, you've finally turned to the last page.”

The green-robed figure said in a low voice as he slowly turned around.

He had a handsome face, a long and thin face, and sharp eyes. This was none other than the Azure-robed sword God from three hundred chaos cycles ago, Ruler zenith Tarot!

“I've been waiting for you for a long time.”

He sized up Jian Wushuang and said.

Jian Wushuang also sized him up. The person in front of him was naturally not the real Tarot Supreme. If he guessed correctly, the current Tarot Supreme should be the mark he had left in the Tarot Sword Manual before he died.

“Come on, little guy. Let me see how strong you are as my successor!”

The Tarot Ruler spoke indifferently, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

A long sword condensed from divine power was held in his hand.

“Alright,” he said.

Jian Wushuang nodded and his eyes were filled with excitement. He also condensed a long sword in his hand!

He had long since been entranced by this man, who had dominated the universe for thousands of chaos cycles before perishing three hundred chaos cycles ago. He wished he could be born in the same era as him so that he could fight him.

And now, this opportunity was finally placed in front of him.

Hence.

A battle that transcended time and space had begun!

Bang!

With a single step, Supreme Tarot disappeared.

In the next moment, he appeared behind Jian Wushuang and stabbed at him with his sword.

“So fast!”

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank, but his reaction was not slow either. Without turning his head, he had already stabbed his sword back diagonally to block the stab!

“Your sword is too slow!”

Supreme Tarot said coldly as he swung his right leg like a giant axe and hit Jian Wushuang's waist.

Pfft!

Suddenly, Jian Wushuang's body fell and the huge force from his waist made him take a few steps forward.

Before he could come to his senses, Tarot Supreme's figure flashed again and he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang looked up and saw a black sword light growing bigger and bigger in his eyes. In the end, it slashed his body.

His consciousness collapsed.

After a long time, Jian Wushuang's consciousness finally recovered in the virtual space.

With his hands behind his back and his back facing Jian Wushuang, Supreme Tarot said in a deep voice, “My successor, on the path of the way of the sword, the stronger the divine Art, the stronger the way of the sword.”

Even the most basic stabbing, slashing, and cutting techniques can be unleashed to their maximum power when they are trained to the extreme!

“As long as it's a killing technique, it's a killing sword!”

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang fell into deep thought.

When he was fighting with Tarot Supreme, Tarot had not used any powerful sword techniques. He had defeated him with just a stab and a slash.

He didn't even have the chance to use his sword Dao sacred art.

Gradually, Jian Wushuang's eyes glowed with enlightenment.

Clang!

At this moment, Supreme Tarot once again charged forward with his sword in hand!

“Don't be distracted when you're fighting an enemy,”

Supreme Tarot said coldly. His entire body turned into a green afterimage, and his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already slashed out thousands of swords.

“Come!”

Jian Wushuang's eyes were filled with fighting intent. He also took a step forward and his divine power exploded as he charged toward Tarot Ruler!

Ding, ding, ding!

…

The two of them exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant.

After the time for one incense stick to burn.

“Daybreak.”

Tarot Supreme suddenly turned into a ray of golden light and dashed forward, killing Jian Wushuang.

The way of the sword lies in the combination of moves, and how to kill the enemy in the fastest and most convenient way.

“Do you understand?”

…

Time slowly passed.

From the outside world, Jian Wushuang seemed to have turned into a statue, sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak without moving.

In fact, Jian Wushuang was immersed in the Tarot space, fighting with Tarot supreme day and night.

After all, Tarot supremacy had lived for thousands of chaos cycles and stood at the peak of the universe. In terms of comprehension of sword principle, he was much, much more profound than Jian Wushuang.

…

One had only trained for 700000 years, while the other had trained for thousands of chaos cycles. There was simply no way to compare the two.

As the two of them fought, Jian Wushuang was like a sponge, madly absorbing the comprehension of sword principle of zenith heaven.

Jian Wushuang's realm of sword principle started to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tarot Supreme was like a golden sparring partner, constantly helping Jian Wushuang grow.

One year…ten years…a hundred years…a thousand years…

In the blink of an eye, 5000 years had passed in the trial space.

In the past five thousand years, Jian Wushuang had never stopped fighting with Tarot Ruler. He had been killed by Tarot Ruler Seven thousand eight hundred and sixty-nine times!

Gradually, Jian Wushuang's power changed from being unable to fight back to being able to contend with Tarot Supreme.

In the blink of an eye, another five thousand years had passed.

In these five thousand years, Jian Wushuang had grown to the point where he could fight with Tarot Ruler without being at a disadvantage!

Moreover, as time passed, the victory was leaning toward Jian Wushuang!

If the outside world knew about this, it would probably set off another storm in the universe!

In just ten thousand years, Jian Wushuang had managed to catch up to several thousand chaos cycles of Supreme Tarot's comprehension of the sword Dao!

What kind of terrifying learning talent and growth speed was this?

…

Clang!

Supreme Tarot turned into a green shadow, while Jian Wushuang turned into a black light.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they kept flashing and colliding in the void, leaving countless afterimages.

The sword light flickered, and the sword shadows intertwined with each other.

Supreme Tarot and Jian Wushuang were both suffused with soaring sword Qi, which was extremely sharp.

The two of them exchanged thousands of blows in an instant, and the long swords in their hands sparked.

“Daybreak!”

Supreme Tarot shouted coldly and suddenly became one with the sword. He turned into a ray of golden light that broke the dawn and rushed toward Jian Wushuang like a lightning that tore through the night.

“Sundering stars!”

Jian Wushuang's black hair flew in the air as he slashed out a ray of blue sword light.

Bang!

This sword firmly locked on to Tarot Ruler and slashed down, causing Tarot Ruler's dawnbreak sword light to slow down slightly.

The next moment.

“Daybreak!”

Jian Wushuang's right foot stomped heavily and he also turned into a daybreak sword radiance, charging toward the Tarot Swordmaster!

Bang!

A huge shock wave exploded as the Tarot Swordmaster and Jian Wushuang's longswords collided. The strong wind blew their hair up.

Their eyes were filled with fighting spirit!

Kacha kacha kacha.

Then, the sword in the Tarot Swordmaster's hand started to shatter.

A satisfied smile slowly appeared on his handsome face.

“My successor, if you have the chance in the future, please kill a man named Emperor devour for me…”

After Tarot Supreme took a deep look at Jian Wushuang, his figure gradually disappeared and turned into black smoke.

Then, the black smoke entered Jian Wushuang's forehead like a black line.

The fifth move of the Tarot Sword Manual, Tarot!

It was reflected in Jian Wushuang's mind.