Legend of Swordsman

Yes, it is play.

Those people who watched the war all saw that Jian Wushuang was playing Gu Lan completely, otherwise, the pace would not have taken a step.

"Okay, stop." A voice sounded suddenly.

Gu Lan, who was desperately attacking the sword Sword Warrior, was extremely unwilling, but he stopped after hearing the sound.

"Feng Brother." Gu Lan looked at the person.

Jian Wushuang also looked at the past.

More than two meters in length, a sturdy body, a handsome and quite young face, this young man still has a dark gun in his hand.

Looking at the people, the people of the ancient gods around them showed a touch of worship.

The visitor didn't pay attention to other people's eyes, but walked straight to the face of Gu Lan and drank lowly: "I told you earlier that your killing ability is too simple, and you want to go to the tribal palace , To hone your killing skills, but you do n’t listen, you always think that power is supreme, and now you are suffering? ”

After hearing this, Gu Lan's face became red, but she could not refute it.

He just fought against Jian Wushuang just now, but he was defeated in the killing technique.

The ground palace is the place where their tribe used to hone their killing skills.

"Humph."

The young man with the gun grunted coldly, and then turned to look at Jian Wushuang. When he saw Jian Wushuang, a smile appeared on the young man's face. "My name is Gu Changfeng, it is Gu Lan Brother, I just saw you and Gu Lan's killing, your sword skills, and your experience of killing. They are all very good. They are indeed descendants of war-thirsty soldiers, but I wonder if you are interested in fighting with me. A game? "

Jian Wushuang looked up at this ancient Changfeng and did not directly agree.

"The sword is unparalleled. Fengge is among the many ethnic groups in our eighth tribe who have not yet awakened their blood. The strongest one is also the one with the highest concentration of blood. When he goes to the baptistery as an adult, he can definitely become the ancient **** of silver armor. Opportunity to become the ancient **** of gold armor. "Gu Lan said aside.

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang frowned, and there was a hint of interest in his heart.

The life of ancient gods is extremely long. From birth to adulthood, this stage takes a long time, and generally takes more than a thousand years.

The millennium is not short, so in the eighth tribe, there are still many people who have not yet grown up and there are no awakened blood. This ancient long wind can rank first among the many people in the eighth tribe that have not yet awakened blood. That strength is certainly extraordinary, at least it should be much stronger than this Gu Lan.

"In this case, please." Jian Wushuang said.

"Then you're careful. I'm different from Gu Lan. My strength is stronger than him, and my fighting skills are also better than him." Gu Changfeng said, looking at Xiang Jianwushuang's gaze as well.

He has only heard of war-threatening people and has never really seen it.

But he knows that those war-thirsty perpetrators who have been fighting with wild animals for many years have very rich experience in killing, and their methods are extremely clever. They are far from comparable to those of the clans who live in the tribe, like the sword skills that Jian Wushuang just showed. It surprised him.

He is also looking forward to a fight against Jian Wushuang.

"it has started."

Gu Changfeng gave a low sigh, but the dark spear he had clenched in his hand was already piercing straight, and the cold tip of the forest was a little bit cold in the sun.

It's like a snake coming out of a hole, silent!

"Fast!" Jian Wushuang was surprised.

The speed of Gu Changfeng's gun made him quite surprised. Like that Gu Lan just now, compared with Gu Changfeng, it was too far away.

Jian Wushuang also no longer had the slightest tadpole. His wrist was twisted, and the sword in his hand was split directly towards the pointed point of the spear.

One with thorns and one with rage. Obviously Jian Wushuang should have the advantage of rage. However, when the two hit each other directly, Jian Wushuang found that there was an immense force transmitted from the spear. Strength, this strength is stronger than Gu Lan's all-out blow at least twice.

The terrible force directly flew out the long sword Zhen Jianjian's fury, and then the icy gun pointed towards Jianwushuang.

Jian Wushuang stepped back one step and opened the distance from the spear, but at this time the ancient long wind's eyes were more than clear, and the spear slammed upward.

The original straight piercing shot stopped, turning the stab into a pick, and the speed was extremely fast. In this hand, even Jian Wushuang did not expect it.

"not bad!"

There was a flash of excitement in Jian Wu's eyes, and he felt that the ancient Changfeng had a close-killing ability in close combat, much better than many disciples who were good at close-killing in ancient gates, and the marksmanship was also very powerful. , But the perception of Tao is slightly worse.

But his power is extremely strong and horrible, which can completely make up for the gap in Tao's perception.

"It seems that it is really difficult to defeat him without using some means." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, but saw the spear that suddenly came up, but did not have the slightest panic, but a backhand sword directly struck the spear. Gun body.

Obviously, the tip of the gun was about to touch Jian Wushuang's body, but by this split, the spear was cut aside, and it was dangerously wiped from the side of Jian Wushuang.

"This ..." Gu Changfeng glanced at Jian Wushuang in horror. He never expected that Jian Wushuang could avoid his shot by such means.

Then, the sword art of sword unparalleled suddenly broke out.

I saw the sword without hands. The sword and then the sword kept splitting out. Each sword was extremely simple and pure, but each sword was exceptionally exquisite, and one sword was faster than one sword, endless, and time was overwhelming. All sword shadows.

"what?"

"This, this swordplay!"

Gu Changfeng hurriedly resisted the sword's unparalleled sword skill, but he was extremely urgent, and he couldn't keep up with the speed.

At this time, the ancient Changfeng's surface sank, and the next moment a majestic force suddenly became useful. The spear pierced directly, and a burst of sound burst directly. The horrible power made the sword unparalleled and even retreated quickly.

This battle has thus stalled.

"The sword is unparalleled. It is indeed the descendant of the war-thirsty. Your sword skills are very strong, really strong." Gu Changfeng sincerely admired.

"Your marksmanship is also good ~ www.readwn.com ~ Jian Wushuang smiled, and my heart was quite surprised.

It should be noted that he has the top Tenshin combat power. Although he has not used the power of the sword heart, he has used his sword skills to the fullest, but he still ca n’t help the ancient wind, but he is the ancient wind. The last burst of terror power repulsed.

"That might ..." Jian Wushuang squinted slightly.

The strength that Gu Changfeng finally burst out is, to a certain extent, much stronger than when many high-level gods exert their mysteries.

But the ancient wind has not yet awakened from the blood, and has not become a true ancient god.

In other words, he is equivalent to the height of human beings, but his attack power is so strong!

It's incredible!

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