Legend of Swordsman

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The eighteen-foot-tall golden sword soul ghost image is like a world-wide demon god. With the sword unparalleled steps out, this golden sword soul ghost image also took a fierce step, and then the sword was swung out, the power of the sword soul suddenly Exploded, and the front of the purple bell prince fought together. ≥≯ ＞ 一 小说 ﹤＜ ≤ ≦ ≤ ﹤﹤＜＜＜

The **** river rolled in that sky, and madly oppressed the prince of Zizhong.

The sword Wushuang was almost full blow. Before that, the Nan Yu prince was seriously injured with a sword in his hand, but the Zi Zhong prince's combat power was obviously stronger than that of the Nan Yu prince. With the power of the magical soldiers in his hand, the Zi Zhong prince followed Regardless of whether it was a frontal collision and a fight, or a degree and skill competition, Jian Wushuang did not fall in the slightest.

But this Purple Bell prince can only fight with Jian Wushuang directly. As for what he said before, it is obviously impossible to kill Jian Wushuang. In this regard, Purple Bell prince is also full of helplessness.

"Master Su Ming asked me to slay this sword unparalleled, and bring the sword of heart killer back, but who ever thought that this boy was obviously a sacred place, but the combat power was so strong?" Zizhong Wanghou sighed in his heart.

In the previous scene when Jian Wushuang played against Nan Yu Wanghou, he also saw in his eyes. When he saw Jian Wushuang's sword seriously injured Nan Yu Wanghou, he realized that it was impossible for him to kill Jian Wushuang alone.

"You can only wait for Lord So Ming to take the shot himself."

The prince of the purple bell seemed to intentionally or unintentionally sweep the surrounding void.

He knew that Lord Su Ming must be hiding somewhere nearby, but he never showed up. It was because of this that he knew he would not be able to kill Jian Wushuang, and he was fighting with Jian Wushuang in a frenzy.

He just wanted to let that commander know that he had done his best, but the opponent was too strong and he couldn't kill it.

On the battlefield, the fierce battle between Jian Wushuang and Prince Zizhong has reached the stage of fierce heat. From time to time, the two people collided with each other front to face, and from time to time they became ghosts. They chased and moved in the void with an amazing degree. However, no matter how they fight, It is difficult to tell the difference.

"It is indeed the prince of the purple bell, the same prince, the ten south feather princes are tied together, I'm afraid they are no better than you." Jian Wushuang suddenly looked at the prince of the purple bell during the assassination, "Your strength is also qualified to let me I've used my sword. "

As soon as Jian Wushuang's voice dropped, he saw his wrist move, and the three killing swords had disappeared, replaced by a **** demon sword with a vast killing breath.

"This is the first time I've used this sword, and I don't know its power, what is it?" Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, but the laughter changed the purple bell prince's face greatly.

"not good!"

When Prince Zizhong saw the Scarlet Demon Sword appearing in the swordless hands, his eyes narrowed sharply.

Slaying the sword, but that is the first kendo killing demon soldier in the vast expanse of China. The power of Zi Zhong is not known. He only knows that before the sword Wushuang only used the three killing swords of a divine soldier. He fights quite well, and now if he uses his heart-struck sword ...

"Heart killing sword, after all, is the first Kendo magic soldier. With this sword's unparalleled strength, it only needs to use a little bit of power to completely crush me." Prince Zizhong was frightened inside.

When he saw Jian Wushuang preparing to use the sword, his heart had already retreated.

However, under the pressure of Jian Wushuang's blood field, he wanted to leave without the consent of Jian Wushuang.

I saw the sword without twins moving, but in the place was left a fading ghost, a ghostly figure appeared in front of the purple clock prince, and then a sword burst out.

This sword carries a decisive and endless mood, which is the second form of the heart-struck sword tactic, which is endless!

As if because of the relationship between the first shot after recognizing the main sword Wushuang, the heart-shaking sword trembled madly at this moment and also exorbitant power, which made the sword Wushuang the horror of the sword to the extreme.

The same swordsmanship and the same person cast, but Jian Wushuang uses the heart-sword to cast the endless trick, the power is at least several times stronger than the previous three-sword.

"I can't stop this sword!"

Seeing the stabbing of the sword, and feeling the mighty power coming from the sword, the horror of Zizhong also showed on his face.

But the sword had not actually landed on the Zizhong prince, but the void in front of the prince was suddenly broken, and a white robe figure appeared there out of thin air.

As soon as the man in the white robe appeared, a forceful sword swept away.

This sword intention swept away towards the sword unparalleled for the first time, making the sword unparalleled, and the sword style in the hand stopped.

Standing firm again, Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the passerby.

A large number of Kendo strongmen who watched the battle around the battlefield at this moment also focused their attention on the suddenly appearing white robe man.

"Have you finally shot?"

No one was surprised when these Kendo strongs saw the appearance of people.

Everyone knows that this person will never give away the sword of heartbeat so easily.

Jian Wushuang also looked at the person, but the corner of his mouth was a special radian, "I can't help it!"

Here comes a white robe. The face is as handsome as a demon. It is one of the nine great monarchs of Divine China, and the owner of the town's sword valley ... Sword Demon!

This fate has suppressed the Sword of Swords in the Sword Valley for thousands of years. He has already regarded Sword of Swords as his own thing. At the Jiandao Conference of Sword and Sword Valley, the Sword of Swords recognized Swords as unparalleled. Lord, will Su Ming be willing?

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After calculating the Valley of the Sword, he also let the King of the Bells attack, but he stayed in the dark and could not show up. Naturally, he didn't show up, but when he saw that the King of the Bells couldn't help but the sword Wushuang, he also Only hands were drawn.

"Master Su Ming." King Zizhong Hou Chao bowed respectfully and said, "I have done my best."

"I saw it." Su Ming nodded his head and waved at the purple clock prince.

Hou Dang of the Purple Bell even swept away to the side, he knew that since Su Ming had already shot himself, he would not be needed.

Su Ming still has a high posture, looking at the sword Wushuang forward, when he saw the sword with his hands in his heart, his pupils squinted secretly, and then he smiled coldly, "The sword is a good sword, It is a pity that those who use swords are too weak. "

"Hehe, Lord Su Ming is right. My strength is worse now. I am afraid that I can't use the power of this sword, but no matter how much power I can use, It's better than those who don't even have the qualification to let the heart-sword sword recognize the Lord. They can only stare, are they stronger? "Jian Wushuang smiled lightly.