Legend of Swordsman

"His degree, too fast!"

"A yang imagination, degree is so fast?"

"He used wind and thunder, which was the strongest physical trick in the Holy Palace. I don't know why it fell into his hands, and the most important thing was the blood river, which helped him a lot. A novel ≥≥ ＜ ≦ ≤ ＜＜ ≤ ≦ ﹤ ≦≦≦≦ ”

While many powerful people were amazed, they all held their breath and continued to watch.

Within the Blood River, the Scarlet River was tumbling and pounding violently. Mo Yun and the other seven gathered together, faintly seeing inside the Blood River, a thunder light was moving there with an astonishing degree, and the faces of the seven were a little ugly.

Even if they didn't expect it, Jian Wushuang's degree would soon become like this.

With such a terrifying degree, and with this majestic blood river assist, this war swordsman completely masters the initiative.

"Don't panic, the reason why this boy's strength will reach this level is mainly because of the blood river and the means he can use to make the repair soar, but these two means are not easy to show. , Like this blood river, although the mighty power is endless, but the cultivation of spiritual power is very scary, he will not last long. "Mo Yun said lowly.

The other six nodded.

They also saw that the more powerful the means, the less easy it is to perform.

"We only need to support it for a while, and he will naturally be unable to carry it, and then we will kill him again." Mo Yun said.

But when he said that, his expression was a bit unnatural.

Their seven sacred realms, the seven sacred realms who control the realm joined forces to deal with a yang imagination, and they had to wait until the other's spiritual power or physical support could not support them to kill each other, which made them all feel faceless. Light and even shame.

But there is no way, Jian Wushuang's strength is indeed far beyond their imagination.

But this is no wonder that they are really the improvement of Jian Wushuang, which is too incredible.

It should be noted that just over a month ago, Jian Wushuang moved the Tang dynasty. At that time, he was only worthy of the sacred power, and was subsequently chased and killed by Tan Feng.

Now, just over a month ...

In just one month, how much can Jian Wushuang's strength increase?

From the perspective of the Holy Palace, in the next month, it is said that the Heavenly Sword Wushuang is barely able to contend with the sacred power who controls the domain.

And this time they came out of the seven sacred powers who had control of the domain. It was more than enough to slay a sword Wushuang reasonably. Even before they came out, they all felt that their seven sacred realms were out and it was already lifting the sword.

But the result?

Jian Wushuang's progress is incredible.

In other words, they are too small to see swordsman from the beginning to the end.

For ordinary warriors, it really does not make much progress in the next month, but it is not necessary to reverse the sword Wushuang, but the most important thing is that for more than a month, he also got a game Great opportunity.

"I have never performed Spirit Secret before, it is enough to easily kill Tan Feng who controls the realm. The combat power is already comparable to the third level of the realm. Now, once the Spirit Secret is performed, even if it is truly" extreme " At the highest level, the most powerful can fight, and they can barely fight, just because these seven people want to kill me? "

A heavy thunderbolt suddenly solidified in the blood river, revealing Jian Wushuang's figure, but at the moment the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth was slightly tilted, with a slight disdain in his eyes.

Just in the Seven Holy Lands, there is not even a Holy Land Power who has reached the level of "Extreme", so he wants to kill him?

What a joke!

When seeing Mo Yun and the other seven gathered together, Jian Wu's eyes and pupils also shrank slightly. "These seven are not stupid, knowing that I am fast, so they gather together and do not give me the opportunity to break through one by one, and they It's the moment I'm exhausted. "

"I can't drag on anymore, I must fight!"

Jian Wushuang stared at the seven sacred powerhouses in front of him coldly, his eyes looked like electricity, and he already had a sky-high killing intention on his body, and at this moment it skyrocketed again.

"I used to have too little spiritual power to support my move. But now, the use of the power of heaven and earth is supported by the power of life and everything. That move can barely be used!"

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang slowly stretched out his palm, and there was a horrible spiritual force gathering in the palm of his hand, and when this spiritual force reached the extreme, he burst out from his mouth with a bang.

"Xiu Luo's secret technique, how to bridge!"

Rumbling

The void shuddered, and the whole blood rolled wildly.

"what happened?"

The seven sacred palace powers of the Holy Palace are all dignified, but right under their sight, a huge, blood-colored long bridge emerges from the edge of the blood river, but then extends with an amazing degree. Come.

The blood bridge contained incredible power, but at the moment when it appeared, everyone's mind was shocked.

"Rewind!" Mo Yun burst out loud.

The six next to him did not dare to hesitate, and retreated.

The blood bridge rushed across from where they were, and continued to the end of the blood river, running through the whole blood river.

"What?" Seven of Mo Yun were shocked to see the blood bridge that suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood river.

The blood river and the blood bridge are full of scarlet and extremely eye-catching.

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

He stepped on the blood bridge step by step. With each step, his breath soared by one point. When he stepped on the center of the blood bridge, the breath on his body had reached its peak, and at the same time, there was a thick and dense body. Blood.

This heavy blood, as if a heavy **** battle armor, released a mighty might.

Jian Wushuang raised his head and stared at the powerful men in the Holy Palace who had just been struck by the blood bridge. With a roar, he hurled out of his mouth and rushed straight to Jiuxiao.

"Seven of you ... have to die!"

The roar is so loud!

All things trembled for a moment, the ghost cried!

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

At the moment, the seven sacred palace powerful men in the Holy Palace couldn't help raising a little fear, but they still held back. Then Mo Yun drank coldly, "It's just mysterious. Today, you must die."

"Then try it!"

Jian Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse, and when the voice fell, Lei Guang surging.

Wow!

Lei Guang appeared directly next to the bald man who was closest to Jian Wushuang ~ www.readwn.com ~ As soon as he emerged, there was a towering sword shadow slashing out sharply. A giant giant phantom suddenly appeared, and the giant phantom also held a sword and waved down.

The bald man was taken aback. At this moment, he didn't even want to think about it. He quickly raised the **** sickle in his hand and waved it out, trying to resist the sword.

But when the two really touched together ...

Click!

A slight voice sounded, and cracks suddenly appeared in the scarlet sickle in the hands of the bald man.

This scene made the bald man's eyes and pupils shrink sharply.

"How is that possible?" Mo Yun was stunned.

And the countless strong men who watched the battle around their eyes widened.

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