Legend of Swordsman

(Fifth more!)

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At the moment of the confrontation between the two, Jian Wushuang clearly felt an unprecedented mad shock coming from him.

This mighty power, even though Jian Wushuang is fully engaged in mixed swordsmanship, can't completely remove that power, there is still some power passed directly to the sword Wushuang deity through both hands. Some damage still occurred.

Although his divine body recovered instantly with the movement of divine power, the punch of the dust rain demon did indeed damage his divine body.

Moreover, the fist of Dust Rain Demon was not really bombarded on him, but merely collided with his sword skill, and the reaction force generated by it shook his **** body.

This kind of mighty power is definitely stronger than Jian Wushuang's own full force now.

"It seems that I underestimate the three kingdoms. There are even more terrible emperors in these three kingdoms."

Jian Wu's eyes were cold, his body was shocked, and he stood firmly in the void, but immediately turned into a fierce fantasy.

Like a ghost, Jian Wushuang already appeared on the side of the Dust Demon Demon, and at the same time, a fierce burst on the blood peak sword in his hand.

Sen Leng Jianman burst, above the sword's edge, there was a drop of blood condensing.

Xuanluo swordsmanship, in the four types of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship that focuses on the extreme penetration of instantaneous bursts, this sword is called ... the pole of blood.

"ridiculous!"

The dust rain demon dismissed a smile, and waved in his hands, a large dark cloud covered.

The Naseng cold sword light exhibited by Jian Wushuang had not appeared in front of the Dust Rain Demon King, and had been crushed by a large area of ​​magic domain, the power was greatly weakened, and eventually the entire sword was disintegrated.

"It's good to be able to take this punch forward, but in the end, you still have to die!"

Dust Rain Demon Devil Weihe, when the voice fell, his two-meter-high body suddenly skyrocketed, soaring to ten feet high, his skin was completely turned into bronze, and his arms were extended Out, eight arms.

And among these eight arms, various weapons were clenched tightly.

There are big swords, big sticks, bronze mirrors, big seals ...

At the eyebrow of Dust Rain Devil's eyebrow, there is a third eye that suddenly opens. This eye is upside down, releasing a scarlet light from it, charming people.

"kill!"

With a swift drink, Dust Rain Demon waved his eight arms together and instantly killed the sword without double sides. All kinds of magic soldiers in his hand swept across.

I saw the big knife waving a knife, and instantly stained the surrounding void into a **** color. This big knife was also infinitely enlarged, covering the sky and covering the sun, forming a multitude of shocking knife shadows, which were instantly cut off.

The **** stick was fierce and violent, turned into a black lightning, and suddenly smashed out.

The bronze mirror emits a purple beam, which contains the scent of destroying the heavens and the earth, and also strikes Xiang Jianshuang.

There is also the big seal, which was originally just an ordinary big seal, but with the spread of an earthy yellow force, this big seal actually formed a mighty giant mountain, and it was directly crushed towards the sword unparalleled.

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Eight different **** soldiers, in the hands of this dust rain demon, show their respective methods.

And the power, but it was shaking.

Seeing this crazy attack in front of him, Jian Wu's eyes flashed a little surprised, but he was not afraid at all.

Hum!

The sword Wushen **** body also skyrocketed. Nine heads and eighteen arms appeared instantly, and all eighteen arms clasped the sword.

"bring it on!!!"

With a blast, Jian Wushuang and the Dust Rain Demon King fought together in an instant.

And such a fierce battle, even though Jian Wushuang has eighteen arms and only eight opponents, it looks dominant.

But in fact, these eighteen arms have very limited improvement in the sword unparalleled strength, but the dust rain demon is completely different.

His eight arms, each driving a different kind of magical soldier, showed the power of that magical soldier perfectly, to the extreme.

Puffy! !! !!

Only one violent collision sound was heard one after another, and the whole world was completely under a storm of divine power.

The terrifying power and breath continued to spread, making the 13 emperors such as Ling Zong watching on the edge of the battlefield frightened.

There is no doubt that Jian Wushuang's current strength is better than that of Ling Zong and any of the 13 emperors.

But now the dust rain demon who fights with him is even more terrible!

That is one of the three emperors that the Three Emperors have always worshipped! !!

boom!

A fierce roar resounded again. Within the battlefield, the sword had no double-sided color and was extremely dignified. "This man is too strong, at least ten times stronger than that of Ling Zong, and much stronger than me. Completely suppressed? "

Jian Wushuang has a hint of incredibleness in his heart.

After his breakthrough reached the second stage and his strength skyrocketed, even if the 13 emperors such as Ling Zong joined forces, he could not be scared or even seriously wound those emperors one by one.

In his opinion, in the chaotic world of ancient times, except for the white emperor, emperor thirteen, and those old monsters from ancient times who have not fallen asleep, no one should be his opponent. .

But now, the Dust Rain Demon in front of him is stronger than him, and it is still a lot stronger.

"In the Three Realms, there are still such strong men?"

Jian Wushuang murmured, but his heart had already retreated.

Knowing that the strength is not as good as the other side, and there are still a total of thirteen great emperors sitting next to it, Jian Wushuang will not be stupid enough to continue to fight with this dust rain demon king.

A surging divine force, bursting with the power of the ancient blood, burst forth from Jian Wushuang's body.

Behind Jian Wu's body, there were a myriad of ghost images of ancient people out of thin air, and there were hundreds or thousands of ghost images.

"The ancient gods are absolutely exquisite.

"Give me it!"

Jian Wushuang slaps with a single palm, and a reincarnation blasts out suddenly.

The dense shadows of ancient gods behind him also patted the palm with his movements ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Each palm contains majestic power.

The mighty palm prints covered the dust and rain monarch at the same time.

As for Jian Wushuang himself, at the moment when many heavens and earth were shot together, his body had already burst out.

"Get out of me !!!"

Dust Rain Demon Demon Power soared, and eight methods were swung out one after another, easily smashing the numerous palm prints that covered it, and at the same time, he had also seen Jian Wushuang's retreating figure.

"You cannot escape!"

The Dust Rain Demon is so killing. When he gave out a big drink, he saw a jade ruler gripped tightly among his eight arms swept out.

The jade ruler merged into the heavens and earth, and the yellow sand around it suddenly rolled.

The wild sand that swept across the sky swept madly, and a huge yellow sand prison was formed in an instant, covering the heavens and the earth, and naturally covering the sword unparalleled.

(End of this chapter)