Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang stood in the dark void, watching the black sledgehammer carrying the endless power of thunder, and the nine **** dragons attacking him.

The power emanating from these two offensives, he can feel very clearly.

"Hehe, the two chaotic true gods joined together directly and went all out in the beginning, and they really looked at me." Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently, but his (body shēn) already had a vast divine power rising, this There is also the power of ancient gods in the divine power.

Wu Jian Wushuang is directly transformed into the body of the ancient **** ten feet tall, with six stars upright between the eyebrows.

"Land and Earth!"

Jian Wu's eyes were majestic, but behind him (body shēn), there was an extra ghost of ancient gods.

These ancient gods are equally tall, standing densely behind Jian Wushuang (body shēn), they have hundreds of ghosts.

These ghosts all stared, and with the sword Wushuang's big hand waving, many ghost gods behind him (body shēn) also waved their palms at the same time.

Rumble! !!

Hundreds of palm prints were shot at the same time.

These palm prints are single, the power is not strong, but the key is that there are too many, hundreds of palm prints are densely packed, and they are immediately bombarded with the black sledgehammer and the nine **** dragons.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

A fierce roar shook the sky, and the two blood gods and the **** of shadows were completely overwhelmed by the dense palm prints.

The nine blood-colored dragons cast by the Blood Spirit True God were defeated one by one, and the blood-colored Great Hammer offensive of the True God of Shadow was also disintegrated.

But at this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was standing in place, had a fierce forward charge.

Thousands of phantoms burst out at the same time, and the sword unparalleled (body shēn) was like a ghost, and it immediately appeared behind the true **** (body shēn).

"Huh?" Wu Yingzhen's complexion changed slightly, and he instantly noticed Jian Wushuang's (body shēn) shape.

The sword Wushuangquan (body shēn) is full of dark golden light. The **** is magnificent. He holds the sword in his left hand, but slowly raises his right hand. His index finger points far away from the true **** of the shadow.

One finger pointed out that the void suddenly collapsed.

An old and dark inky hand appeared out of thin air, and the forefinger of that hand contained the terrible mighty and powerful Hajj.

The true **** of shadows, although it is the true **** of chaos, could not help feeling a scalp tingling at this moment.

"This power"

As soon as the shadow of the true **** gritted his teeth, the black sledgehammer in his hand once again skyrocketed, carrying the endless power of thunder, and the power of thunder shattered the void, smashed everything, and formed the thunder hammer, which struck toward the root. The big finger smashed.

Huh!

A huge black hole in space appears out of thin air, and there are still countless thundering powers beating in this black hole, as if forming a thunderbolt.

However, in this thunderbolt, a black light is more and more bright, and this black light directly hits his body along the arm of the true **** of shadow.

"Humph!"

Wu Ying Zhenshen snorted immediately, his face paled, and his (body shēn) shape was even more reckless.

It took a long time for him to stabilize.

"Good power, I used my best trick, but it was still crushed?" Pu Yingzhen's eyes widened and his heart was full of horror.

"Yiying, be careful!" A swig of wine suddenly sounded.

"What!" Wu Ying's face changed greatly, because he had seen his (body shēn) and wondered when there would be a ghostly (body shēn) shadow. This (body shēn) shadow had already waved Out of the long sword in his hand, an icy sword light, Wu (love qíng) cut open the void and swept towards his head.

It's too close and too fast. The **** of shadows has no ability to dodge.

laugh!

The entire skull of the **** of shadows flew straight away.

Before the consciousness was about to completely dissipate, the true **** of Ying Ying still carried the incredible, "Why is he so fast?"

However, he did not know that Jian Wushuang ’s perception of the space-time Tao had already penetrated the fifth floor of the Tao Palace, and then there was the magic power of the level of chaos true gods, but more than that, many top chaos true gods could not compare with him, naturally far Beyond his imagination.

Just the effort between the electric light and the flint, this gangster who has just killed himself, has already killed his sword.

"escape!"

"Hurry up!"

The real blood spirit **** saw the death of the true shadow **** (body shēn), but was pressing the inner horror and immediately began to escape.

The distance between him and Jian Wushuang is not short, and he is also good at speed, and he reacts in the first time to cast mystery and escape in time. Even if Jian Wushuang ca n’t chase, he has to look at him. (Body shēn) form completely disappeared in front of.

"Just two ordinary chaos gods, dare to come and fight my idea, I'm really brave." Jian Wushuang chuckled, but immediately came to the body of the **** of shadow Ying, and waved his body to shake the body of God of shadow Ying Smashing, as for the treasures on the true **** (body shēn) including the Qiankun ring, naturally fell into the hands of Jian Wushuang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jian Wushuang glanced at the Qiankun ring of the true God, but was quite disappointed .

"The real **** of chaos, just this one (body shēn), and there are only six magic cores? And they are all first-class."

Jian Wushuang has no interest in the treasures of the true **** Qian Kun ring, but an ordinary chaos god, all (body shēn) family is about one or two hundred Taojing, he did not care much.

He cares about the magic core!

Obviously, the six first-class magic cores could not satisfy him, but it was a gain.

"I got the Qiangyun Ring of the True God of Shadow, adding the discouraged demon, the magic core, and me, which means that I now have 28 first-level magic cores and two second-level magic cores. , Plus a third-level magic core, with this number of magic cores, it should be enough to improve my ultimate divine power a lot. "

Jian Wushuang couldn't hold it with both hands, with a glimmer of expectation, Jian Wushuang left the battlefield immediately, and soon opened a simple cave house in a dark hill, and then began to absorb The pure power of those spirits and cores.

Above the vast dark void, the blood spirit true God fled all the way, escaping for half an hour, determined that Jian Wushuang would not be catching up, he stopped.

"That sword is unparalleled, so strong?" Xueling Zhenshen still felt shock.

You know, when he and Zhenying Zhenshen chose to shoot against Sword Wushuang, they did not put Sword Wushuang in their eyes.

Although they saw Jian Wushuang slaying the triangle star demon, in their opinion, it should be that Jian Wushuang used some special means, such as the famous star mystery of Xingchen.

After all, he is only a true **** in the end.

However, the facts are obviously not the case.

(End of this chapter)