Legend of Swordsman

“Jian Wushuang, I will teach you today, how to respect Senior!”

The voice of Heavenly Venerable resounded in the palace of nothingness, and his figure was vain.

This embarrassing, distant distance spans in a moment, the Heavenly Venerable has appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, and at the same time I saw a cold Sword light illuminate, and made a strange arc in the void, spurting toward Jian Wushuang.

“This speed…” Jian Wushuang was surprised.

Although he knew that the fascinating Heavenly Venerable was very fast, he was really shocked when he was really fully equipped.

He is also the Battle Strength of Heavenly Venerable Great Perfection, but he didn’t even know when the sorrowful Heavenly Venerable was out of the sword.

In the face of the cold Sword light, Jian Wushuang immediately wanted to resist, but he only had time to pull out the bleeding sword and block it on his chest.

clang!

A low crash sounded, and the power contained in the icy Sword light immediately blasted Jian Wushuang out.

“Jian Wushuang, I am probably not yet fully capable.” The disgusting Heavenly Venerable sounds.

Jian Wushuang complexion sinks, but it is a fierce contraction.

In his sight, the Emperor’s Heavenly Venerable has once again plucked out, this time obviously faster!

Too fast, and quickly makes Jian Wushuang unable to stop the horror.

The disgusting Heavenly Venerable quietly appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, while Sword light slid in succession… A sharp and icy Sword light came instantly.

At the time, Jian Wushuang was caught in a sea completely formed by Sword light, and it was everywhere.

“The body is swept faster, this sword speed, faster!” Jian Wushuang’s heart, but also immediately waved the blood peak sword to resist.

Jian Wushuang also fully played his own speed Sword Dao, and the blood peak sword also screamed at an amazing speed.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The incomparably intensive sound of the cross is constantly ringing.

“This, this…” Jian Wushuang stared.

He asked himself to open up the speed of Sword Dao, and he should not be afraid of any Heavenly Venerable at the speed of the sword.

But now… this sorrowful Heavenly Venerable Sword Art is completely embarrassing, but obviously faster than him.

Both of them are faster than their swords, but it is obvious that the Heavenly Venerable has an absolute advantage, and Jian Wushuang can only resist it with great effort, and it is hard to resist.

“Can’t stop it.”

Jian Wushuang complexion sinks, he has seen the Sword light that the sorrowful Heavenly Venerable swayed, and has pierced him through his defensive gap.

This sword, he can’t dodge.

boom!

The sharp Sword light broke out in the chest of Jian Wushuang, and the huge impact made Jian Wushuang’s figure immediately retreat. After a long while, he stopped again.

Seeing this scene, the Red Lotus Palace Master in the appearance of the virtual palace, immediately smiled, “Rising Sun, you lost.”

“Don’t worry, this battle has just begun, and now it is too early to say victory or defeat.” Rising Sun Sword Emperor indifferent.

“Isn’t you convinced? Oh, that’s good, I’m going to be jealous, what can Jian Wushuang do?” The red face smirked.

In the virtual palace, the disgusting Heavenly Venerable also looked over to Jian Wushuang.

“Jian Wushuang, your Strength, is this only?”

The disgusting Heavenly Venerable mouth tilted up, with a trace disdain: “I heard that you had killed a lot of Heavenly Venerable Powerhouse in the battle of Dan Heart Palace, but now it seems that those who killed you should Is it just some junk goods in the Golden State? If it is a little bit stronger, you are afraid that only the wolf will escape.”

The scorpion of Jian Wushuang is slightly stunned.

“This speed of the Heavenly Venerable is really fast enough. It is in the Qing Huo Palace’s Heavenly Venerable. The speed is ranked first. I am also opening up the speed Sword Dao. The result is still speed. Can’t compare with him.” Jian Wushuang secret shook head.

In terms of speed, I am in an absolute downwind. This vain palace is unobstructed. If the Heavenly Venerable has been playing at such a speed, Jian Wushuang has no way to treat Heavenly Venerable. In the end, it is only the Heavenly Venerable. One way.

“If it was before, this disgusted Heavenly Venerable will fight me, I will lose, but now…” Jian Wushuang snorted, but his face had a sly smile.

“Jian Wushuang, I will be jealous of me!”

The Emperor’s Heavenly Venerable gave a low drink, and his body shape was once again plundered, like a glimpse of glare, and it was easy to shuttle through the void. The speed was fast, let alone the Heavenly Venerable, even though other Heavenly Venerable Great Perfection met. It is also out of reach.

The sorrowful Heavenly Venerable is invincible even with other Heavenly Venerable Perfection.

But unfortunately, this time, he met Jian Wushuang.

Seeing that the Heavenly Venerable rushed again, Jian Wushuang turned his hand and added a golden gourd in his hand.

“Én?” The sorrowful Heavenly Venerable looks at the movement of Jian Wushuang, but still does not care.

The Red Lotus Palace Master, who is outside the palace of nothingness, saw the moment of the golden gourd, but the eyelids suddenly shrank. “That is…”

The golden gourd is in the hand, Jian Wushuang’s thoughts move, the plug opens, and the time, I saw a terrifying Strong from the golden gourd, which broke out directly.

The rumbling rushes to the vast expanse of quicksand, which is accompanied by a bicolor flame, which contains the power of the sky. After it emerges from the golden gourd, it rushes to the surroundings and covers the whole moment. Nothing is empty.

On the vast void of the emptiness of the palace, there is a lot of blue flames.

“This, what is this?”

The disgusting Heavenly Venerable figure paused. He frowned and looked around the vast expanse of the blue flames. The bottom of his heart immediately raised a trace of a bad premonition.

And Jian Wushuang was grinning, followed by his control, the wind blew, the vast expanse of the flames of sand quickly formed a burst of sandstorm, and instantly shackled toward the sorrowful Heavenly Venerable.

“not good.”

The sorrowful Heavenly Venerable complexion has changed dramatically, and the body shape is violently swept away, trying to circumvent these sandstorms.

Soon he discovered that these sandstorms were too many, and in all directions, no matter where he went, those sandstorms would form in front of him, and then the overwhelming bondage strangled, and the sorrowful Heavenly Venerable hands in the hands of long Sword crazy waving , screaming a sturdy Sword Intent, constantly struggling.

I saw a ruthless Sword light from the hands of the Heavenly Venerable, tearing apart a heavy sandstorm in front of him.

But this heavy sandstorm has just been broken, and a figure is directly rushing, it is Jian Wushuang.

“Avalanche!”

Jian Wushuang’s face is cold, and the blood-sword sword in his hand is also screaming at the mighty power. It is like a sword of terrifying bamboo, which immediately comes.

“Humph!”

The disgusting Heavenly Venerable coldly snorted, immediately swiped the sword to resist.

Hey!

A loud bang, the entire shape of the Heavenly Venerable was blasted back to the rear, and a slap in the back.