Legend of Swordsman

Already on the lumpy earth, Jian Wushuang was fighting fiercely with the dark moon fierce lion of Jin Dan Xiaocheng.

If willing, Jian Wushuang could easily kill the Darkmoon Fire Lion, but it is clear that he did not intend to do so.

"This is the third time I have fought fiercely with the spirit beast and deliberately made a great deal of noise. I don't know if there is a dark silver guard around here." Jian Wushuang did not know the bottom of his heart, because he was the last two What attracted them were other spirit beasts.

The fierce battle continued for a while, and Jian Wushuang "streaked" the Darkmoon Fiery Lion to beheaded.

And the silver-haired man who had been watching it all behind the nearby big tree, at this moment, his gaze was still fixed, and his body was quietly loosing out.

"Are you busy again?" Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly, preparing to pick up the Nedan of the Darkmoon Fiery Lion.

Just then ... A slight wind broke suddenly.

The voice is very thin, even ordinary martial arts warriors, not even the warriors of Jin Dan Dacheng, may not be able to hear, but can understand the sword of the wind and sword swordsman, but he heard the sound of this breaking wind clearly.

"Finally here." Jian Wu saw a joy in his eyes, and then turned sharply to look at the next moment.

The silver-clad man was indeed the professional killer of the Dark Silver Guard. The timing of the assassination was very good. Jian Wushuang also turned his back on him.

The body swept out, followed by a purple soft sword across the void, and swept directly towards the sword's neck.

This sword is very fast. When the man in silver shots, he is full of absolute confidence in this sword.

"Such a wonderful opportunity, such a perfect assassination, even a genuine Jin Dan Dacheng strong can't stop me, and this kid will undoubtedly die, the seventeenth Golden Dragon Ring, handed." Silver The man in his heart laughed, and a smile appeared on his face.

But suddenly, Jian Wushuang, who was always facing away from him, turned his head fiercely at this moment, and a pair of cold eye pupils also looked at him fiercely, followed closely, Jian Wushuang grinned at him even more. .

This smile suddenly made the man in silver creepy.

"bad."

As a member of the Dark Silver Guard, years of killer experience tell him that he has fallen into a trap.

Sure enough, the next moment sword unparalleled shot.

Wow!

A flamboyant blood-colored sword light directly ran out, and immediately confronted the silver soft man's purple soft sword. At the next moment, the blood-colored sword light disappeared from the silver-clothed man like a phantom, and it was already there when he appeared again. Chest.

"What?" The silver-clad man was frightened, and his body exploded as soon as possible.

The blood-colored sword light passed across his chest, and the silver robe worn by the silver-clad man was cut directly, and even his chest was cut with a very long opening.

"So strong?" The silver man was frightened.

Although he is not good at frontal killing, anyway, he is also a Jin Dan Dacheng, but he can fight against Jian Wushuang. After only one face-to-face meeting, he has already gone to the gate of the ghost.

Jian Wushuang's strength revealed at this moment, even he was horrified.

Thanks to the confidence that he had just used Jian Wushuang as a prey, and he wanted to harvest the golden dragon ring in his hands, but now it seems ...

The two of them, who is the hunter? Who is the prey?

"Dark Yinwei, right?" Jian Wushuang suddenly said.

"Huh?" The man in silver raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang in surprise, the latter, who knew his identity?

"I took the purple soft sword in your hand." Jian Wushuang grinned, followed the figure, his spiritual power erupted, and a mighty sword burst out at this moment.

Wow!

The sword shadow pierced the past directly. This sword felt slow, but in fact its real speed was scary fast.

The Fourth Form of Sword Art ... One Hundred Fantasy!

The man in silver clothing was frightened to resist, but he found that the sword was too fast and too fast. He had just raised the purple soft sword in his hand, and the "slow" sword shadow had already appeared in his throat. Immediately, he immediately pierced his throat.

Jian Wushuang leaned down to pick up the purple soft sword of the man in silver clothing, and looked at the engraved "Nine" character on the sword handle.

"Two purple soft swords." The sword Wushuang smiled slightly, and then began to probe the Qiankun ring left by the man in silver clothing.

"Sure enough, like the previous Dark Silver Guard, they collected a lot of Golden Dragon Rings, which is a total of sixteen, that is, 16 Golden Dragon Guards died in his hands." Jian Wushuang secretly pursed his tongue.

The real strength of these dark silver guards is actually not terrible, but the assassination ability is indeed too strong, and Jindan University may be killed directly by accident.

"carry on……"

Jian Wushuang continued to move towards the depths of the 100,000 Mountains. As before, every time he walked, he would stop to find a fierce beast of Jin Dan Xiaocheng, deliberately creating a huge movement, trying to attract darkness. Yin Wei came forward.

But unfortunately, his luck seemed to have been completely exhausted before, but after three days, Jian Wushuang did not meet the third dark silver guard.

In the hundred thousand mountains, the breeze looted, with a slight **** breath.

"Be careful, play a twelve-point spirit." A low voice sounded, and a team of more than ten people slowly moved forward in the jungle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Most of the people in this team looked somewhat Pale, a few of them were even more frightened.

Suddenly the grass in front was shaking.

"who?"

A burst of drinking rang suddenly, and everyone in the squad looked at the grass.

The grass is spreading out to both sides, and a young man in a black robe with a long sword is slowly appearing in front of these people. This young man in black robe is the sword unparalleled.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang looked up at the team of dozens of people he met with, without any surprise in his eyes.

The hundred thousand mountains are boundless, with a large number of geniuses and precious treasures. It is an excellent place for warriors to test and rally. There are many warriors wrestling here, and it is normal to encounter people occasionally.

The members of that team were all tight when they saw Jian Wushuang appear, but then they realized that Jian Wushuang's body only had the breath of the sea level, and they relaxed.

"Where's the kid who doesn't know how to die? Don't hurry to roll Lao Tzu?" A triangle-eyed man headed by this squad yelled immediately.

"A mere sea, so dare to run alone in this 100,000 mountains, is it really looking for death?" The other members of this team also sneered, the tension just now, seems to relax a lot at this moment.

Jian Wushuang's brow frowned slightly, and he was not angry with the words of these people, but the expression on those people's faces caught his attention.

"These people obviously have a hint of fear." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

"The ones who dare to come to the 100,000 mountains are generally experienced life and death. It is not unusual for everyone to fear this, unless ..." Jian Wu's eyes quickly swept the palms of these people Again, it turned out that four of them had the Golden Dragon Ring on their fingers.