Legend of Swordsman

After Jian Wushuang's thunderous voice sounded, the whole huge sword Wushuang boiled instantly.

"Fighting, he fought!"

"Due to life or death, this sword is unparalleled, even dare to fight? How brave!"

"Is it stupid, or is it really a fight?"

A lot of loud noises kept blowing on the school ground.

Seeing Jian Wushuang fighting, the Xia Man smiled coldly, followed by a flip of his palm, and a pair of scarlet gloves came out of his hand.

This blood-colored glove exudes an astonishing evil spirit, and it is a mighty emperor soldier.

This scene made everyone in the field shrink.

It should be noted that when Xia Mang defeated Li Tianqiu just now, he did not use the gloves at all.

"It seems that this Xiamang is really moving."

Many people admired secretly, and at the same time they had some pity for the sword unparalleled.

Xia Mang, which is recognized as the first eternal realm in the ancient world, even such powerful fiends were defeated by him very easily. No one in the room thought that there was anyone in the eternal realm who could win this Xia Mang.

After wearing the blood-colored gloves, the Xiamang's hands were slightly hardened, and the tight grip of the hands burst immediately.

Xia Mang looked with a bit of coldness, and looked at Jian Wushuang, "Jian Wushuang, I will let you know immediately, how big is the gap between you and me!"

"Let's do it." Jian Wushuang embraced his hands, his face was indifferent, and his voice was thunderous.

"Hehe ~~" Xia Man smiled coldly, the laughter had not yet fallen, but his figure had suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Fast!" Everyone watching the battle saw this scene with a stun.

"This speed ..." Li Tianqiu was even more surprised.

When he played with Xia Mang before, this Xia Mang didn't show such a terrible speed. In such a speed, it is estimated that few people can reach it.

Om ~~~ An invisible air wave forms ripples and ripples wildly around.

That Xia Mang appeared in front of Jian Wushuang's already cold eyes and eyes, and his right hand with the blood-colored gloves flashed in the direction of Jian Wushuang's right hand.

"Crashing!"

Xia Mang also gave a low drink.

The palm shot, and the void shuddered.

Wow ~~~ The space in front of it is like a piece of paper shattering wildly, and while the palm print passes through the broken space, it continues to soar and grow at an amazing speed. A towering mountain.

This blood-colored towering mountain, carrying enough power to destroy the sky and sky, came directly towards the sword unparalleled.

The power of terror, the crusher of the void, caused crackling sounds in the void.

Around the school ground, tens of millions of spectators watched with horror and shock this Xia Mang shot.

In their view, the power of this palm is simply not attainable in the eternal state.

"Xiamang, do you want to kill sword unparalleled with one stroke?"

"one move?"

"Such a horrible hand may be really a kill."

Many people murmured to themselves.

And looking at the **** towering mountains that came crazy overwhelming him, the sword has no double-sided color but is still indifferent.

He could feel the oppression brought to him by the **** mountains. This oppression is indeed very strong and terrible in the eternal state.

But in Jian Wu's eyes, it was nothing.

Under everyone's attention, the sword unparalleled ... moved.

He lowered his waist immediately, gripped with five fingers, and exploded into his right hand.

This scene, however, made everyone in the surroundings watch the scene.

"He, didn't pull the sword?"

"He is carrying a sword, so he should be a Kendo practitioner, but now facing Xia Mang's attack, he hasn't drawn his sword?"

"What does he want to do? Can he just want to hit Xia Mang by his fist alone?"

"Is he stupid? Or does he know he will die, so he has given up his resistance?"

"Xia Mang has gone all out and brought out his own soldiers, and even performed extremely arrogant mysteries. At this time, this sword is unparalleled, even without a sword, relying on his fists to fight it? He can't find it! "

"crazy!"

Everyone thinks Jian Wushuang is crazy or frightened.

In fact, Jian Wushuang's heart is clearly like a mirror.

"A eternity alone is not eligible for me to draw a sword!"

Jian Wushuang roared in his heart, and in his clenched right hand, the power of terror was condensing.

This power, not only Jian Wushuang as an inverse repair, breaking through to reach the eternal realm has far more power than the same order, more importantly, the twenty-fourth layer of the Xinghe Mystery, a terror power of 72 times the amplitude .

It should be noted that as an inverse repair, Jian Wushuang's power erupted, which was far stronger than the normal eternal state, and the secret technique of Xinghe increased his power by 72 times!

Seventy-two times, what is that concept?

"Xia Mang, there is a sentence, I wanted to tell you a long time ago." The sword was dignified without two-sided color, and his gaze passed through the broken void ~ www.readwn.com ~ straight towards Xia Mang.

"Huh?" Xia Mang, behind the **** mountains, couldn't help it.

"Everyone says that you Xiamang is the first eternity of eternal world, but in my opinion, your first eternal state of eternal world is just a downright joke!"

"Not as good as shit!"

The cold low roar emanated from Jian Wushuang's mouth, and the sound fell down. Jian Wushuang's right hand, which had reached the ultimate power accumulation, was turned into a fist, but the next moment was directly detonated.

boom!

With one punch, the void was immediately blown away by a huge spiral channel.

Jian Wushuang did not use any mystery, nor did he use any extra means. It was purely a blow with his own strength.

But the power of this fist has already stepped into the threshold of Daozun!

Even if you do n’t pull out your sword and do not perform any secret technique, the sword Wushuang is still the power of Taoism!

What he is doing now is purely overpowering others.

"Fail!" Jian Wushuang uttered a burst of applause.

Bang ~ ~ ~ That towering **** mountain, the moment the collision with Jian Wushuang fist, the whole mountain trembled instantly, and then completely shattered.

But the sword Wushuang's fist shattered the Scarlet Mountains, and he still remained intact, and finally directly contacted the Scarlet Palm photographed by Xia Mang.

Huh!

A loud noise followed, followed by the sound of crazed and cracked bones.

"How can it be?"

Xia Mang's pupils stared round, he looked at his right hand incredibly.

There, his entire palm was completely bent, and his entire arm bones were shattered and shattered. Even so, the transmission of the mighty power did not stop there, but it was destroyed. Like, and directly passed to all parts of his body.