Legend of Swordsman

"Sword monarch?"

The Baixing God Emperor stared at the young man who appeared in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

He is the lord of Zhenwu Shenjiao, and he knows the horror of the sword monarch.

Although now the sword monarch is one of the recognized leaders in the chaotic world of ancient times, he has reached an extremely transcendent level.

But he knew that before Jian Wushuang reached such a transcendent level, when he first began to rise in the chaotic world of ancient times, it rose in the endless killing.

At that time, his fame was cast with the blood of many powerful men.

Furious.

But now, he obviously did not expect that the sword monarch would come in person, and he was naturally frightened.

On the field, the only one who had no respect for Sword Warriors was the middle-aged man.

"You are the sword monarch?" Middle-aged man lazily looked at Jian Wushuang, "I heard that you are among the best practitioners of this era, standing at the top, only slightly worse than that of the white emperor. A little, but it seems to be the case today. "

The middle-aged man had a wanton face and didn't take Jian Wushuang to heart at all.

This is also normal.

After all, he comes from the ancient times. For the strong in the ancient times, the top of this era is the peak of chaos. This level is nothing at all in the ancient times, and it is difficult to get into his eyes.

Upon hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the Emperor Baixing next to him immediately felt relieved.

"Well, what about the sword monarch, how can you compare it to several adults in ancient times?" Bai Xing, the emperor, secretly said.

Jian Wushuang glanced at the middle-aged man, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Is the strong man in ancient times?"

For the latter's identity, Jian Wushuang had already guessed.

You know, in this era, no one except Baidi has any capital against him.

And because of the dependence of this middle-aged man, Zhenwu Shinshu dared to proactively challenge the pulse of the stars. The person he depends on can never be a man of this age. Only the strong in ancient times can make Zhenwu Shinto Great confidence.

"Baixing God Emperor, is it true that you rely on the true Wushu religion?" Jian Wushuang swept towards the Baixing God Emperor again.

"Well, Lord Sword, your strength is very terrible, but it is also limited to this era. There are evil feather adults from ancient times. You can rest freely." Shen Shen, the white star god.

Xie Yu is the name of the middle-aged man.

"Really?" Jian Wushuang's mouth slightly angled.

"Well, my elder brother had previously told me that I should try not to conflict with the top powers of this era, but now it's not me who provoked me, but you came to the door, so it's no wonder I am. The middle-aged man smiled with evil feathers, his wrist turned, and a scarlet dagger appeared in his hand.

The scarlet dagger shuddered in the light under the light of the sun.

"It would be very interesting if you killed you and made them into blood servants."

Xie Yu smiled, and the next moment, his body shook, but he had already shot.

call out!

In the void, faintly saw only a shadow of blood passing by.

But no one can capture the shape of that evil feather.

"So fast!"

"This speed is scary."

Many practitioners present, including those of the true martial gods, were taken aback.

"Master, be careful." He Xiu even drank.

Even though he felt that the speed of this evil feather was too fast.

However, Jian Wushuang stood still indifferently without any movement.

Hum!

The void was suddenly penetrated, and a scarlet light appeared silently and directly in front of the sword without two sides.

This scarlet light was indescribable in words, and came directly into the throat of Jian Wushuang.

Behind the scarlet light, the evil feather was a smirk on his face. "The ants of this era, die."

The red light flashed, getting closer to Jian Wushuang's throat.

The people nearby stopped breathing.

Seeing this scarlet light was about to pierce Jian Wushuang's throat, and a sudden big hand grabbed it.

Snapped!

This big hand was permeated with a surging divine power, directly holding the scarlet dagger in his hand, and the scary dagger stopped the scarlet dagger.

Above the void, Jian Wushuang is still standing there, the evil feather is standing one meter in front of him, and the scarlet dagger in his hand is tightly held by Jian Wushuang's palm, like a large plier. Like, imprisoned there, no matter how strong the evil feathers are, the scarlet dagger capital cannot move forward in the slightest.

"How can it be?"

Xie Yu's eyes were wide and his face was incredible.

He gave a full blow, and the dagger in his hand was also a very good Chaos God treasure, but as a result, Jian Wushuang caught the dagger directly with his hand?

However, we must know that he was a strong man in ancient times. Although restricted by heaven and earth, his combat power was greatly suppressed, but the many means he possessed were by no means incomparable to the strong man of this era. He is even more confident. No one in this age should be his opponent.

Even if that white emperor, although his eldest brother and second elder brother have something to fear, he has always dismissed it.

But now ... the scene before him was completely beyond his expectations.

"How dare he grab my dagger with his hands? And did he really catch it?" The evil feather murmured.

When he was shocked, the sword in front of him was already raised, and his cold eyes were staring at him, but his eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

"I thought I was a strong man left over from ancient times. I didn't think of it just as the third-level emperor." Jian Wushuang smiled at www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The moment when he shot from this evil feather, the sword Wushuang felt that the strength of this evil feather was only the level of the third-level emperor, and it was only average among the third-level emperor.

If you really want to compare, it seems that it is similar to the dust rain demon.

If these strengths were placed more than 20,000 years ago, when the war began, Jian Wushuang was a bit threatening.

But now, Jian Wushuang no longer cares.

As for the blow of this evil feather, he can completely grasp it with his own brutal power and body.

"If your strength is only to this extent, then today, you don't have to go, just stay." Jian Wushuang's voice was indifferent.

At the same time as the voice fell, his right hand was re-strengthened. When the horrible force shook out the dagger in the hand of the evil feather, he punched out with a brutal punch.

This fist, with Jian Wushuang's divine power that has reached the final stage of the seventh step, and the power of the ancient bloodline at the top of the nine stars, as well as the divine power given by the second volume of the Archaic virtual celestial body, explosive power, directly exploded Come on.