Legend of Swordsman

“Why, are you courageous?”

Seeing the surrounding, no one dared to stand up again, the old smile was more prosperous, and just then, he noticed the appearance of Jian Wushuang next to him, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

“Jian Wushuang.” Gu Yu directly looked at Jian Wushuang.

“Én?” Jian Wushuang looked up.

“I heard the mother-in-law said that you are a descendant of the war-torn.” The ancient monk paused and continued: “A long time ago, I heard about those who dared to break into the endless wasteland and fight with those wild animals. The warriors, who are always on the verge of life and death, are said to have a lot stronger than the Clansmen of First Layer. I admire them very much, but unfortunately I have never seen them.”

“Until now, I finally saw you as a descendant of this warrior.”

“Before you were injured, I am not good at challenging you, but now I look at you. Your Strength should be almost the same as the restore. How, with or without courage, fight with me?”

When I heard this, Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but smile.

He just saw this fierce battle, to join in the fun, did not expect this ancient 岚 actually challenge him directly?

However, Jian Wushuang also understands that the ancient gods, the nature is very belligerent, although there is no interest in the internal struggle, but between Clansmen and Clansmen, they often fight fiercely, and they are defined as the descendants of the warriors, eighth. Clansmen, the ancient god of Tribe, came to him to challenge it.

“How, dare not?” Gu Yu said again.

“What are you afraid of? You have to fight, then you will fight!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes became sharp, and he also wanted to know what the Clansmen Strength of these ancient gods was.

When I heard that Jian Wushuang was in battle, the ancients had a seat, and the surrounding Clansmen immediately gave Jian Wushuang a path. Jian Wushuang jumped forward and walked up to stand in front of the old man.

“Jian Wushuang, you are careful.”

Gu Yu reminded him that the next moment he was slammed.

Snapped! The ground below burst immediately, and the sacred figure appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, a coldly snorted, his big hand on the palm of his hand, and the explosive Strength broke out directly.

It seems as if you can blast a punch of a huge mountain, and it has already been bombarded.

A time of intense temperament, the terrible power swept through.

Jian Wushuang stood there and saw that the ancient cockroach fists came and did not evade. It was also a shot, because it was not clear about the specific strength of this ancient scorpion. Jian Wushuang did not try his best at the beginning, only used 70. % of strength.

It is important to know that because of his relationship with Cutely Creation Skill, and his physical arrogance, his 70% strength has barely reached the attack power of Heavenly God.

Soon, two huge fists came into contact.

Hey!

A muffled sound, Jian Wushuang only felt that his entire right hand was a hemp, and there was still a pain coming from him. His body could not help but throw away.

“This ancient 岚, he has not experienced baptism, it is not an ancient god. If it is divided by our Human Martial Artist, he is only Empyrean Realm, but his Strength is so strong?” Jian Wushuang’s heart is full of incredible.

He knows that the Clansmen of the ancient gods are best at Strength.

But he did not think that this ancient 岚 has not been turned into an ancient god, and Strength is so tyrannical, even stronger than the normal Heavenly God.

Hey!

The figure of the ancient 再次 appeared again in front of Jian Wushuang, this time the ancient scorpion was bombarded with both hands.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

After several punches, each punch contains terrifying power, and bombarded against Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang’s 10% Strong broke out and struggled to resist. However, Strength is still inferior to the ancient shackles. Retreat.

“Haha, Jian Wushuang, the descendants of your warrior, but that’s just the case. I only used eight points of force, and you can’t stop it.” Gu Yan laughed.

Jian Wushuang complexion sinks, on the way back, his palms suddenly turn over, and there is more Blade long Sword in his hand.

This Sword is not a Lesser Emperor Sword, just a very common Blade long Sword.

“Oh, use the weapon? Hey, use the weapon, the result is the same.” The ancient 岚嗤said laughingly.

“That may not be.” Jian Wushuang had a confident smile on his face.

The ancient 岚 appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, and the fist was still arrogant, but this time, Jian Wushuang did not stupidly go straight to the hard, but a long Sword in his hand, the moment he waved, in the void An invisible vortex appeared immediately.

The fist of the ancient scorpion was bombarded on this vortex, but it was steadily weakened by the vortex, and the power of this fist was completely dissipated.

“This is?” Gu Yu looked surprised.

But he didn’t have time to think too much. Jian Wushuang once again waved the long Sword in his hand. It is still a casual sword. It can be swept out by Sword light. It is obviously slow and can give the feeling of ancient ,, but it is strange. It’s so fast, it’s like you can’t stop this sword.

The ancient heart has a trace of hurriedness, and he quickly tried to defeat this Sword light.

But when he banged his fist, hey! The boxing style of Hehe, but did not touch the Sword light, the Sword light is still unrelenting, passing from one side of his shoulder, leaving a small Sword scar.

“Damn!”

The ancient complexion changed and turned to the knees, but Jian Wushuang’s figure was lightly illusory, and he had already avoided it, then the long Sword swept with a whirlpool.

The whole figure of the ancient scorpion was caught in this whirlpool, and he couldn’t help himself to rush out to the side, and he fell to the ground, but immediately stood up again.

“Come back!”

The old man screamed and screamed again. He put a pair of red-red gloves on his palms. With the Divine Weapon level gloves, his attack power was even more powerful.

However, Jian Wushuang is still a light and faint, standing there, standing still, just standing there, just waving the long Sword in his hand, but it is very easy to resolve the ancient offensive. Off, and then from time to time brought some scars to the ancient body.

“The speed is too slow, too clumsy, and the attack method is too simple, too single, just empty has a brute force.” Jian Wushuang secret shook head.

This ancient 岚Strength is strong, but other aspects are too bad, especially the melee killing. This ancient scorpion is estimated to have not experienced life and death, no skill, just like a baby waving a sword, epee Strength is great, but he can’t display it at all, and he can’t fully play the epee power.

Jian Wushuang is just a casual sword, and it is easy to resolve the attack of the ancients, and even play him.