Dragon Blood Emperor

"Ye Wushuang, do you think that with a sword, you can compete with sword repair, today I will let you see what is the real sword repair!"

Gong Jian drank coldly, the ancient sword stabbed sharply, and immediately split into nine handles of ancient swords, like nine fierce dragons, the destruction of the sword, raging in the void.

This is Gong Jian's killing trick, the nine swords in the burial ground!

Looking at the differentiated Jiujian Jianqi, the heaven and earth kendo killing, everyone exclaimed, the killing that was brewing in it was too amazing.

Wait, no, that's not sword spirit!

Suddenly, what everyone felt was even more surprised. The nine-handed sword that Gong Jian exhibited was not the sword's qi, but the real sword.

Every sword is real, full of killings.

Jianguang transmitted through hundreds of feet, cut through the void, destroyed everything in front of him, and then chopped down towards Ye Wushuang. The dazzling Jianguang was sharp and boundless.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The sounds of broken sounds that were sharp and harsh continued to ring.

"Hurry away!"

Looking at the nine-handed sword killed from the air, his pride and anxiety looked anxious, and the nine swords in the burial ground were Gong Jian's killing moves, and few people broke it.

Many people think that the nine-handed sword is condensed into a sword, but this is not the case. The nine-handed sword was imprisoned together by special means and is unknown to outsiders. Therefore, many people have reached the Tao.

If Ye Wushuang is also enlightened, then he will pay the price of his life, and he is impermanent, and he will not be able to live.

"Nine swords in the burial ground!" Looking at the sword that came through, Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed, how could all this be hidden from his eyes.

He stood quietly, unmoved, a smile blooming at the corner of his mouth, so brilliant!

"You sent me nine swords, then, I will also return you three swords!" The clear words spit out from Ye Wushuang's mouth, carrying the ancient sword, if lightning, it rushed up.

Return three swords?

Faced with such terrible kendo killings, Ye Wushuang also threatened to return the three swords, and everyone's thoughts were short-circuited. Ye Wushuang did not escape, but rushed forward.

"First Sword: Thunder Sword!"

Ye Wushuang gave a cold drink, the ancient sword flashed thunder, one sword chopped, the sword of thousands of thunder and lightning exploded in the void, and the sound of thunder was endless.

The nine-handed sword paused.

Seeing this, Gong Jian's face sank, his fingerprints pinched, and the nine-handed sword doubled. He paused, and continued to kill Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang ignored it and rushed forward, a mad breath gradually spread, the power of the mad spirit lingered on the palm of his hand, infused into the ancient sword.

Suddenly, everyone paid attention to Ye Wushuang's body, a mad spirit's breath gradually emerged, and the unprecedented swordsmanship made everyone feel **** and surging!

"Second Sword, Mad Sword!"

Ye Wushuang turned the ancient sword in the palm of his hand and ran up the sky, rippling a gorgeous sword, full of killing, cold, and madness!

The eyes of the people followed the movement of Jianhua, only to see Jianhua condensed into a bright arc and beheaded towards the burial ground with nine swords. The hidden sword's intention to kill fell even more alarming.

Bei Zhesheng, Wudao, Yuhua Tian, ​​and even Liu Tianlan standing on a distant mountain peak have all narrowed their eyes. This sword gives them the feeling that even the sword repair may not be in control.

Ye Wushuang, is it still a hidden sword repair?

锵, 锵, 锵 ...

The Mad Sword and the Nine-handed Sword confronted each other, giving out an endless sound of crickets, and the scattered energy rushed in all directions, giving a huge sense of oppression.

Nine handle sword trembled, and as everyone wondered, it ejected back, stunned, and rammed it towards Gong Jian.

Huh!

The out-of-control nine-handed sword was bombarded in the abdomen of Gong Jian with powerful force, which directly flew him out.

"His sword, how could I break my sword, I am Jian Xiu, a layman, how could he defeat me, impossible, impossible!"

Gong Jian was roaring in his heart, and it was difficult to accept the fact that Ye Wushuang defeated him with his sword.

"One more sword!"

Ye Wushuang spit it out again, many people on the sidelines looked complex, Ye Wushuang returned three swords, but now the two swords have defeated Gong Jian, what is the existence of the third sword?

Everyone was looking forward, but how did they know that the third sword was the weakest move among the three swords of the madman.

However, for Ye Wushuang, he prefers the first move, the sword of death!

Compared with the other two moves, the first move is simple, straightforward, and not procrastinating, but the sword of speed.

The sword comes out and is stained with blood, but it is a murderous sword. It is not fancy and the most real sword!

Therefore, he stayed behind, this sword, with his speed, is more suitable as a third sword!

"The real sword repair is ridiculous!" Leng glanced at Gong Jian's sword, Ye Wushuang sneered, moving across the sky, as fast as light, reaching the extreme, and it made people react less quickly.

There was a glimmer of light when everyone's sight came, and that glimmer of light came from the sharp blade of the sword, sharp and sharp, and sent a strong death, which made people palpitate.

"The third sword, the life-saving sword!"

The cold voice was still reverberating in the void, and the light of death was flashing away, which made people unable to capture it. Only the distant people had just caught some.

But there are only some, not all.

Bang!

Jianguang's shock flashed through Gong Jian. His body fell to the ground and stood upright. At the throat, a blood hole burst out of blood. His pupils stared at Ye Wushuang.

Suddenly, he sounded a word of impermanence, don't provoke Ye Wushuang, otherwise it will be ugly!

At that time, he was not surprised, and madly slammed Ye Wushuang, let Ye Wushuang fight his life and death, if he killed Ye Wushuang in the battle.

Then, he can get the treasures and chances of Ye Wushuang, and he can also report the revenge of the lord of the sword for killing the child, which is good for him.

However, all this was his wishful thinking, and ridiculously, he said confidently that he would kill and play, but now he is being played to death!

"you……"

Gong Jian stretched his fingers at Ye Wushuang before spitting out a word, and the fascination in his pupils dissipated, his body thumping to the ground.

The sound of tremor pulled everyone back to God, their hearts trembled violently, Lingquan's quadruple peak, under the three swords, dwelled here, and turned into a cold body.

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"Brother Gong Jian!"

Tian Jianzong's team members suddenly looked back and looked at the dead Gong Jian. They were angry and rushed to Ye Wushuang with the intention of killing.

"Kill me the genius of Tian Jianzong, Ye Wushuang, let me die!" A dozen figures rushed towards Ye Wushuang.

"Tian Jianzong, shameless, do you forget that this is a duel of life and death?"

The sword extraordinary and others also came to Ye Wushuang, and the embraced Feixue sword shivered and vowed to draw the sword to stain blood.

Bang!

On the mountain peak, the figure of Liu Tianlan also disappeared in place, and fell across the sky in front of the Tianjian Sect.

"Here, is he going to shoot here?"

Looking at Liu Tianlan's figure, a smile appeared on the three faces of Yuhuatian, watching it quietly.