Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang’s Divine Force is 10000 times stronger than Ling Lord Saint Lord. At the moment, under the blessing of the Primitive Universe, the gap between him and Ling Lord Saint Lord has reached an incredible level!

“Has it been enough?”

Jian Wushuang spit out these 5 words lightly.

“I……”

Saint Ling’s face turned flushed, and he couldn’t say a word.

“Now that you’ve played enough, can you say it well?”

Jian Wushuang’s expression was calm, and he released his five fingers holding the flame golden spear.

Suddenly, the Saint Lord, who was too late to pull, was too late to react, his body flickered, and he almost fell from the air.

Grinning Saint Ling Lord, the golden spear of flames again, a smile on his face again.

“Hmph, you took my Sacred Land knowledge, and now you are embarrassed to tell me, do you want me to speak well?”

“If you want this Sect Master to speak well, then take this move first!”

“Secret Technique, 7 True Fire !!!”

Saint Lord shouted with a clenched hand.

Instantly, the flame golden spear disappeared and turned into a pool of golden color flame.

As soon as the flame of golden color came out, it suddenly seemed like the sky was burned out, turning the entire sky and earth into a fire sea!

Jian Wushuang, under the fire sea, is like a flat boat in the angry sea, as if swallowed by the fire sea at any time.

“go to hell!”

Saint Lord smirked, and his hands were torn again. Instantly, this golden color flame turned into a lifelike golden color Fire Dragon. Each scale was shining, and the flames stepped on his feet.

“go with!!!”

Ling Ling, Saint Lord, roared and pushed forward fiercely, and instantly, this golden color Fire Dragon arrogant Heaven and Earth, fluttering moved towards Jian Wushuang to bite!

“Stubborn.”

Jian Wushuang shook the head, I wanted to use Wuqi Divine General to smash this Fire Dragon, but it seemed like I was thinking about it. Instead of taking out Wuqi Divine Sword, I turned the right hand over, and a bronze ancient cauldron appeared on Out of his hands.

The bronze ancient cauldron was repressed by Jian Wushuang with Divine Force. The original mighty Wushuang had been restored as before, like an iron golem of dark and swarthy, without any notice.

“Just try your might.”

Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes, grabbed the bronze ancient cauldron and threw it forward, and suddenly the Fire Dragon that was moved towards that proud Heaven and Earth smashed.

However, in order to be afraid of this trip, Jian Wushuang directly smashed the lingering saint Saint Lord into ashes and controlled the strength, using only bronze ancient cauldron less than 1% strength.

Hey ~~! !!

I saw the bronze ancient cauldron suddenly turned into a parabola and hit it on the Fire Dragon dragon’s mouth formed by 7 True Fire!

puff puff puff! !!

There is no obstacle at all, just like a sledgehammer tossing tofu. This mighty Wushuang Fire Dragon was directly smashed by an inch, disintegrated, and turned into countless beach flame stars!

This is not the end, after the bronze ancient cauldron smashed the Fire Dragon, a twirling spin, once again moved towards Ling Ling Saint Lord and smashed quickly!

“What is this stuff??”

The saint Saint Lord looked dumbfounded, and saw a dark and swarthy iron golem, rushing out of countless fire stars, constantly enlarging in his pupils!

哐 当 ~!

In the end, the bronze ancient cauldron struck a radian of extreme beauty, slamming it straight on his forehead.

“What happened to me?”

This is the last thought that flashed through Saint Lord’s mind.

Immediately, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

call out.

The unconscious haunt, Saint Lord, fell to the ground and raised countless dust.

“Saint Lord!”

“How dare you kill Saint Lord ?!”

Suddenly, the numerous Sacred Land disciple and 9 Peak Elder who watched the battle yelled.

However, they were full of embarrassment and impetuous looks, but none of them dared to step forward, but actually faced Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang seemed to ignore them, and did not care about them, but looked at the bronze ancient cauldron, and frowned, a light flashed in his eyes.

This is the first time he has used this bronze ancient cauldron to confront the enemy. He has done everything he can to control the strength of the bronze ancient cauldron. He has only used the tenth strength that’s all that comes with the bronze ancient cauldron.

I didn’t expect that even if this happened, the Saint Lord Divine Body was almost collapsed, and Divine Soul was directly blocked under severe blows.

This is an invincible Controller!

If he used the breath of Innate in the bronze ancient cauldron again, would the power still be?

“It seems that the strength of this bronze ancient cauldron is far beyond my imagination.”

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang pupil light flickered, and his thoughts were 10000 1000.

A moment later, Jian Wushuang held out a right hand and grabbed it. The magnificent Divine Force gushed out, grabbed the bronze ancient cauldron, and collected it into the Universe Ring.

“Don’t worry, you Saint Lord are fine.”

Jian Wushuang bowed his head and gave a glance to everyone at Sacred Land,

Seeing Jian Wushuang’s gaze, they shivered in their hearts.

They just finally saw it clearly, that dark and swarthy, the thing that smashed the Sect Master, turned out to be a bronze ancient cauldron!

A tripod?

This is too fierce! !!

……

A month has passed.

During this month, Jian Wushuang not at all left the Sacred Land, but waited silently for the wake of the Saint Lord.

Ling Jian Sacred Land For Jian Wushuang, although it is just a common force that can be destroyed, he Jian Wushuang acted in his life and never liked to owe others. He said before that he would pay resources to make up for Ling Wu Sacred Land. He would naturally do it.

On the top of Ling 7th Peak, there is a cliff overlooking the entire Ling Di Sacred Land.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and realized the avenue silently.

LordHeart Lord Jay respectfully stands behind Jian Wushuang like a servant.

Ever since Jian Wushuang defeated Saint Ling the master with a bronze ancient cauldron a month ago, she has been convinced of Jian Wushuang.

“Don’t abandon your Lord, Lord Saint Lord has woke up this morning.”

夙 Heart Lord Jai Gong said.

Jian Wushuang turned his back on 夙 Heart Lord and heard the words nodded, and stood up.

“Okay. Let’s go and see him.”

“Yes!”

A moment later, Jian Wushuang saw Saint Lord in the Sect Master Hall of Sacred Land.

The sober Saint Lord, who was awake, was still weak, although Divine Body was still covered with cracks, but his face had recovered a lot.

However, he was like a frosted eggplant, with a weak expression and a low sigh, as if he was aging for decades.

He looked at Jian Wushuang, who walked in from outside the first step step by step. The anger on his face had disappeared, and it was replaced by helplessness.