Legend of Swordsman

“His speed is too fast!”

“A Yang Void Realm, is the speed so fast?”

“He is using the Wind-Thunder Movement, which is the strongest body in the Sacred Palace, Secret Art. I don’t know why it falls into his hands, and most importantly, the River of Blood, the River of Blood gave it. He is too helpful.”

While many Powerhouses were amazed, they also kept their breath and continued to watch.

Within the River of Blood, the bloody river madly slammed, and seven people, such as Mo Yun, gathered together to faintly see the River of Blood, a Thunder Light sprinting at an amazing speed, and the seven complexes were somewhat Unsightly.

Even though they did not expect, the speed of Jian Wushuang would be like this.

With such a terrifying speed, and with the power of the River of Blood, this battle Jian Wushuang is completely active.

“Don’t panic, this is the reason why Brat’s Strength will reach this level, mainly because of the River of Blood, and the means he can use to make the Culture Base soar, but neither of these means Easy, like this River of Blood, although power is endless, it can be very terrifying to Spiritual Power’s Culture Base, and he can’t hold it for too long.” Mo Yun said in a gloomy voice.

The other six people are also nodded.

They also saw that the more powerful the means, the less relaxed they were.

“We only need a little support for a while, he will naturally be unable to hold back, when we will kill him again,” Mo Yun said.

However, when he said this, his expression was somewhat unnatural.

Their seven Saint Realm, the seven-placed Saint Realm Powerhouse, teamed up to deal with a Yang Void Realm, and they had to wait until the other side of Spiritual Power or the body could not support it to kill each other, which made them feel dull Even shame.

No way, Jian Wushuang’s Strength is far beyond their imagination.

However, this is no wonder that they are really the progress of Jian Wushuang, too embarrassing.

It must be borne in mind, just over a month ago, Jian Wushuang famous Great Tang Dynasty, at that time he was only able to have Saint Realm Battle Strength, and later was chased by Tan Feng, nine lives.

Now, it’s only been more than a month…

How much more can Jian Wushuang’s Strength be able to improve in just one month?

In the view of Sacred Palace, one month, and said that Tian Wushuang is barely able to compete with the domain-controlled Saint Realm Powerhouse.

This time, they took control of the domain’s Saint Realm Powerhouse, and it was more than enough to kill a Jian Wushuang. Even before the departure, they still felt that their seven Saint Realm were dispatched, and it was already lifting Jin Wushuang.

What can be the result?

The progress of Jian Wushuang is incredible.

Or, they are too small to see Jian Wushuang.

For the ordinary Martial Artist, there is really not much progress in the coming month. It is not necessarily for the Renegade Cultivator such as Jian Wushuang. The most important thing is that for more than a month, he also got A big chance.

“I haven’t used Spirit Seizer Secret Art before, and it’s enough to kill Tan Feng, who is in control of the domain. The Battle Strength is already comparable to the Domain Realm third, and now with the Spirit Seizer Secret Art, even with the real reach of “Extremity” At the highest level of Powerhouse, you can also fight against it. With these seven people, you want to kill me?”

A heavy Thunder Light abruptly solidified in the River of Blood, revealing the shape of Jian Wushuang, but at the moment, Jian Wushuang’s mouth is slightly tilted, with a trace of disdain.

Just the seven major Saint Realm, even a Saint Realm Powerhouse that reached the level of “Extremity” did not want to kill him?

It’s a joke!

When seeing the seven people like Mo Yun gathered together, Jian Wushuang’s eyes narrowed slightly. “The seven people are not stupid. I know that I am fast, so I will concentrate together and not give me the chance to break one by one. It was waiting for the moment when my Spiritual Power was exhausted.”

“I can’t drag on any more, I have to make a quick decision!”

Jian Wushuang stared coldly at the seven major Saint Realm Powerhouses in front of him. His eyes were like electricity. The Killing Intent, which he had already rushed to, was soaring again at this moment.

“I didn’t have too much Spiritual Power before, and it’s not enough to support me. But now, with Heavenly Creation Skill, with the support of Heaven and Earth, the trick is barely able to show it!”

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang slowly reached out to the palm of his hand, and there was a terrifying Spiritual Power in the palm of his hand. When this Spiritual Power came to the extreme, it burst out and screamed out of his mouth.

“Asura Tactics, Bridge of Helplessness !”

Rumble~

The void trembled, and the whole blood was madly rolling.

“what happened?”

Sacred Palace’s seven major Saint Realm Powerhouse complexes are dignified, and they can be under their sight for the next moment. A huge, bloody long bridge emerges from the edge of the River of Blood, but then extends at an alarming rate. Come.

The blood bridge contains incredible power, but at that moment, everyone’s mind is shocked by innermost feelings.

“Rewind!” Mo Yun made a pop.

The six people next to them did not dare to hesitate, and they retired.

The blood bridge was impacted from where they were, stretching to the end of the River of Blood, throughout the River of Blood.

“What?” Mo Yun seven people were shocked to see the blood bridge that suddenly appeared on the River of Blood.

The River of Blood and the Blood Bridge are extremely scarlet and intriguing.

The next moment, from the edge of the blood bridge, an icy figure slowly followed the blood bridge.

He stepped on the blood bridge step by step. Every time he took a step, his breath swelled by one point. When he stepped into the center of the blood bridge, his breath had reached its peak, and he was filled with a strong atmosphere. Bloody light.

This heavy blood is like a bloody War Armor, releasing the power of the sky.

Jian Wushuang looked up and stared at the seven-seat Sacred Palace Powerhouse, which was shocked by the blood bridge. He slammed into his mouth and Straight into the Highest Heaven.

“You seven… all have to die!”

Humming!

In a moment, all living things shaking in fear, ghosts crying!

He stood there, as if he were the master of hell.

Sacred Palace’s seven major Saint Realm Powerhouses, at this moment, could not help but raise a trace of fear, but still tolerate it, then Mo Yun is immediately cold drink, “deceive the mystery, today, you will die.”

“Try it!”

Jian Wushuang’s voice is a bit hoarse, the voice is falling, Thunder Light is surging.

Hua!

Thunder Light emerged directly next to the nearest bald man near Jian Wushuang.

As soon as it emerged, it immediately had a towering Sword shadow slamming out. At the moment when Sword shadow plucked, there was a sinister giant shadow behind Jian Wushuang. The giant phantom also held a long Sword. And next.

The bald man was shocked. He didn’t want to think about it at this moment. He quickly raised his bloody sickle and waved out to resist the sword.

However, when the two are really in contact…

Hey!

The subtle sounds sounded, and the bloody sickle in the bald man’s hand suddenly appeared a crack.

This scene made the bald man slammed.

“How is that possible?” Mo Yun was also shocked.

And the countless Powerhouses watching around are even more blind.

……